Eminem gently lifts his hand up and places it on Isla's thigh, just a few inches above her knee. He was trying to test her reaction. She was so close to him that he was having a hard time keeping his cool. Then he continues in a gentle voice.
He then starts to gently caresses her thigh softly in a circular motion with his fingers. He keeps his gaze on her, watching her expression carefully to see if she was uncomfortable with his touch. Her skin was warm and soft and her feminine fragrance was so sweet. He wanted to touch her more.
Isla felt goosebumps as his fingers was on her body. She didn't speak, but didn't stop him either. She wanted to see where this will lead them.
Eminem's touch was gentle at first, just testing the water with her but seeing that she doesn't tell him to stop, he starts to be a little more daring. He moves his hand higher up on her thigh as his fingers travel underneath the hemline of her dress and continue to caress her soft skin.
He then moves a little closer on the sofa so his arm now presses against her shoulder as he keeps watching her.
"Feeling good?"
He asks in a soft and gentle voice while his fingers continue to move up and down her smooth skin. He watches her reaction, anticipating what she would say. Her body against his makes him feel all hot and bothered. His heart was beating fast as he keeps caressing her. He was slowly losing his control to the desire he feels for her.
She feels herself shiver as his fingers glide over her skin, the softness of his touch leaving a trail of shivers down her spine. She was having a hard time concentrating on his question, her body was focused on the feeling of his hand brushing against her. Her skin was hot and sensitive but it wasn't unpleasant, in fact, it was quite the opposite... It was exciting. She found herself enjoying every second of it.
"Yeah... Fells good...."
She managed to say, her breath started getting hotter
A small smile dances on his lips when he hears her answer, knowing that it's true. His hand was still traveling slowly up and down, his fingers slightly touching her inner thigh. He knew she was enjoying it and it was just making him want to touch more. He moves even closer to her till his whole body press against her, his heat and masculine scent enclosing her completely. The atmosphere around them was now tense and thick with silent desires and anticipation.
"You feel hot..."
He murmurs, his voice was slightly hoarse now. He didn't know what kind of effect she had on him but he couldn't help himself now. He was addicted. He leans forward, gently nuzzling her neck with his nose, inhaling the sweet fragrance of her skin. He was losing his self control more and more by the second.
She lets out a shaky breath, her stomach twisting with a strange, unfamiliar feeling at hearing the simple word coming from his lips. She can feel the heat coming off his body and she can sense the desire radiating from him. She swallows hard, trying to catch her breath but her mind was getting cloudy with the intense feeling that was taking her over. At this point, she didn't want him to stop, his touch was driving her crazy and she was slowly losing her control over herself.
"You're so beautiful... So sweet and addictive..."
He whispers against her skin, the words slipping out of his mouth without any conscious thoughts. His hand suddenly grabs her thigh firmly, pulling her roughly against him, wanting to feel her body against his even more. He moves his head forward, capturing her neck again and planting a trail of soft, open-mouthed kisses against her skin, his tongue occasionally slipping out to taste her.
Her hands come to rest on his shoulders, the feeling of his warm body against hers making her head swim with desire. She leans her head back against the sofa, allowing him more access to her neck. Her breathing was now labored, coming out in shaky breaths as she felt his lips and tongue teasing her skin. This feeling was so new and strange and yet she couldn't get enough of it. She wanted him closer, wanted to feel his hands on more than just her thighs.
He grabs her wrists and pins them above her head against the back of the sofa, holding them there effortlessly in one of his hands as he uses his other hand to push her back against the sofa, his body fully on top of her now. He looks at her for a second, taking in the sight of her sprawled out underneath him, her eyes half-lidded with desire and her lips slightly parted. His breath was coming out in rapid and hot pants.
His gaze locking on hers. His voice was a little rougher now, but also full of tenderness. He knew the answer but he wanted to hear her say it. His body was pressed against hers completely, trapping her in his embrace, he could feel her pulse racing against his chest.
He doesn't hesitate anymore, he dives his head down and captures her lips with his own in a hungry and passionate kiss. His tongue immediately enters her mouth, exploring and tasting her as if he can't get enough. His fingers dig into her wrist that he was still holding before, his whole body pressing against her hard, wanting to feel as much of her as possible. She was sweet and delicious and he craved more and more of her.
She responds to his kiss, her tongue meeting his, dancing and twisting against each other in a heated and erotic way. She moans against his lips as he pushes his body even more against her, the feeling of his weight pressing her against the sofa sends a shiver over her skin. Her wrists struggle weakly against his grip, wanting to be free so she can touch him as well but he tightens his hold on her, not wanting to let go.
He pulls away slowly for a moment, but only to catch his breath, panting heavily. He then dives back down and kisses her even more hungrily, his kisses now going down to her jawline and down to her neck. His free hand is now traveling freely over her body, touching every inch of her in a greedy and impatient manner.
He then moves his head lower, his mouth now moving to her collarbone and the area just above her dress neckline. He slowly starts to suck and bite on her skin, causing her to let off a soft whimper as his teeth and tongue were driving her crazy. His hand moves lower, traveling down to her upper thighs, caressing the soft skin there.
He pulls away a bit to look at her, taking a moment to look at her face and her body, completely flushed and wrecked. He looks down at the dress she's still wearing, slightly annoyed at the fact that it is hiding her body from him. His fingers grab the hem of her dress and slowly starts to tug it upwards.
"You're so damn beautiful ...."
He growls, pulling the dress higher and higher as he speaks, revealing more and more of her body to his hungry gaze. His eyes then travels to the black lace of her lingerie and he suddenly freezes and swallows hard, the sight was making him throb in his sweatpants.
He growls again low in his throat, the sight of her in a black lace bra and matching panties was making his mind go crazy. She looked so sexy and yet so sweet and it was making his heart pound fast and hard in his chest. He knew he was losing the fight to keep control of his own desires and was slipping deeper and deeper into need and passion.
"You're killing me, you know that?"
He mutters in a hoarse voice, his hand slowly reaching to gently caress her cheek before running down to her neck, his fingers tracing down that sweet smooth skin till his hand rests on her collarbone again. The contrast of her pale skin against his tattooed palm was somehow turning him on even more and he didn't want to wait anymore to feel all of her.