Thread: Wicked Deception (Orgasmo vs. Silver Lining)

Oh, she began in a smooth timbre, her eyes igniting with a playful lilt, Was I suppose to be insulted by such a nickname? If so, I have to say...you should brush up on your skills . Though their words were considerably belittling and taunting, their movements were telling of an entirely different tale. Evelyn continued to roll and press back into him, feeling her skin ignite with every brief brushing of his own. Wherever he was present, she could feel her blood begin to boil in a considerably heady acceleration. This man was both unbelievably sexy, and quite adorable. The quirky teasing of her bangs forced her smile to grow, dimpling her right cheek in turn. The young woman couldn't quite understand just why she felt this elated, to be in his presence...yet, she merely settled for a simple answer. She was attracted to him, in more than one way. He seemed to ignite a spark within her that she had yet to even be aware of. There was something about his casual bout of chivalry and attitude, that gave her the most absurd amount of pleasure she could ever imagine. His digits played across her face then, accentuating the delicate lines that made up her features. All the while, Evelyn quietly watched and relished in the admiration. Her heart was beginning to skip a wide variety of beats, forcing her breath to hitch whilst he finally eased his brief exploration, to only fill her ears with that melting tone of his voice. It was amusing, and she knew he was well aware of the sexual prowess she oozed. It came naturally, and as she had every right to boast about her skills when it came to praying tribute to a man's body, she would leave it up to him to decide. The only response he would be given was a simple, challenging raise of a brow. Did he truly doubt her this much? Or was Darryll this keen on playing up his card of jokers? One thing was leading to another, and Evelyn quickly picked up on the direction where he was pushing them towards. Oh, was he smooth... Now, would she have normally kissed him this soon? Not at all, in fact, she rarely gave someone this luxury. Only a few had truly bothered in coaxing her to kiss them, and when they had succeeded, they didn't leave disappointed. Evelyn was well-aware that he still didn't know her name, and even though she knew who he was, she hadn't asked what his name was either. In some sense, they were both guilty of this flaw. However, names were the last thing on her mind at this very moment. She could feel her breath growing nonexistent whilst he grew closer and closer, her lips parting just briefly in anticipation to feeling his mouth fastened upon her own. She could have very well pinched him for stopping when he was mere inches from her, but luckily for his own sake, he doted upon her the tender caress. He just felt so... nice against her. At the first sign of a probing tongue, Evelyn was beyond pulling away and quickly welcomed it inside. Quickly it was met with another wet, sodden muscle, which curled and teased, tasting him completely. The world around her seemed to blur at the edges until she could no longer sense anyone else, other than Darryll. Growing fixated upon his flavor, she didn't hesitate to push her body flush against his, digits playing across his shoulders for now until they crawled up towards his neck. There, she gently stroked and cursed her nails across the flesh found, a tender whimper of desire and mounting passion reverberating through her throat. She wanted him, so fucking badly right now. No one had dared to conjure out such a fire, and Evelyn was more than certain that it wouldn't be snuffed out anytime soon. Lips were working in unison, and thick lashes had long since fluttered to a heavy draping of closure, a tender expression of contentment plastered across her beautiful face. It felt far too natural, and greedy for once, she didn't stop until her lungs were screaming with the need for oxygen. She pulled away, yet their mouths continued to brush. Gazing towards him through heavy lids, she sunk her teeth into the pliable petal of his bottom lip and tugged, the motion soon soothed with a slick suckling. Evelyn savored his taste and her forehead settled against his own, all the while she smiled in favor of being elated to the extent of feeling as if she were floating. So, do you approve, she asked in a whisper.