His eyes glistened with a combination of desire and victory as Victor walked into the room. The small space made the moment even more intense, and the air crackled with unspoken tension. Faced with a mixture of terror and defiance, Dahlia looked up at him with her back to the door.
Victor walked carefully in her direction in the low light, each step resonating in the room like a pulse. The yacht wavered slowly, as though reflecting the erratic emotional dance between the two.
"Dahlia," Victor said in a soft, seductive murmur. Why hold back from what we used to have together? The past has a way of taking back what is rightfully its."
Despite being surrounded, Dahlia mustered her courage. Victor, all we had is gone. I refuse to be manipulated by you."
Victor drew closer to her without giving up. His fingers brushed the side of her face with an elegance befitting a predator. A mixture of defiance and something she dared not accept stopped Dahlia's breath.
With his lips perilously close to hers, Victor said, "You can't deny the pull between us." "You feel it too, Dahlia."
A wave of contradictory feelings swept over her. Recollections of a moment when Victor's touch felt comfortable clashed with the reality of her present circumstances. Though there was a glimmer of uncertainty inside, Dahlia's eyes sparked with defiance.
Perceiving the delicate interplay of feelings, Victor persisted in his sophisticated attack. His fingers made a trail of tenderness and possessiveness as they moved over her jawline. The yacht appeared to be burdened by their shared past as it navigated the open sea.
He muttered, "Dahlia," once again, his lips doing a seductive dance against hers. Let the past connect with the present tonight. Accept and cherish the remaining passion."
Dahlia found herself caught between the security of the past and the uncertainty of the future as the boat continued its journey into the expanse of the ocean. The room, now a secret location for a romantic reunion, seemed to be holding its breath, waiting for Dahlia to make her decision on what to do next in this maelstrom of temptations.
Her body was alive with sensations, and her mind was awash with conflicting thoughts. She wanted to run away, but she also longed to surrender herself to the passion that had consumed her before.
Her heart raced as she realized that Victor was still standing in front of her. The silence was deafening. Was he waiting for her to speak? Or did he want her to make the first move?
Dahlia's mind was spinning with confusion. She knew that Victor was a master manipulator. She wondered if he would use her vulnerability to manipulate her into giving in to her desires. But she also remembered how he had touched her in a way that had been so comforting.
"I still feel something for you Victor, that I admit, but my body belongs to Michael now"
Victor's eyes flashed with lustful fire. His hands were around her in seconds, before she could even comprehend what was happening "Your body belongs to me, it always how and always will, Michael can't come close to making you feel the things I give you, I know where you want to be touched and how you want to be touched...how you want to be fucked."
He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. "You're mine now." Dahlia tried to push him away, but his arms held her firmly. She struggled against his grip, but he was too strong. "Stop resisting Dahlia, we both know you're pussy is gushing by now, I can smell it you know"
Dahlia froze. How could she be so stupid? She had let herself get caught up in the moment, and now she was paying for it. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Victor released her and stepped back. Dahlia opened her eyes slowly, trying to keep her expression neutral. Victor was staring at her intently, his eyes roaming over her face. "Come here" , he said softly.
Dahlia walked slowly towards him. He reached out and pulled her closer to him, until their bodies were touching. He bent his head and brushed his lips across hers.
She felt his tongue slide between her lips, and then he sucked her tongue into his mouth. He tasted like a very rich intoxicating wine, and she found herself wanting more. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
He groaned deeply as his tongue explored her mouth. She felt his hands on her ass, squeezing her cheeks through her gown as he ground his crotch against her. She moaned in response. He was right, she was already soaked for him. She broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. "Take off your clothes and fuck me already" , she whispered. Victor smiled and pulled her dress up and over her head. He dropped it on the floor next to his.
He stared at her bare breasts. They were beautiful, perfectly round and full, with large pink nipples that stood erect. He ran his hands over them, feeling their weight and their softness. She shivered beneath his touch and her nipples hardened further. He bent his head and flicked his tongue over one of her nipples. She gasped and arched her back. His tongue felt wonderful, simply wonderful, the amount of pleasure he could give to her with just his tongue was simply wonderful, her mind was blank, Victor was that kind of man that had mastered the art of foreplay, it made sex with him sensational, she could tell that she wanted him...her body wanted him, her body craved him, craved his touch, his taste, his scent, his cock.Victor pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her. He leaned down and kissed her again, while his hand slid down her stomach and over her mound.
He slipped two fingers inside her dripping pussy, she was already soaked from just a few kisses and the sounds her pussy made when he thrust his fingers inside her fuelled him to go faster and began to stroke her clit with his thumb. She moaned into his mouth. Her hips bucked against his hand.
Victor stopped kissing her and began to suck on her nipple. She cried out as an orgasm hit her, her whole body convulsed under his touch. "Oh yess, cum for me!!!".
She screamed as her body shook and her pussy spasmed around his fingers. He slid them out and rolled her over onto her stomach. He spread her legs apart and positioned himself behind her. "Don't be done yet Dahlia, were just getting started here"