"Mikel..." Sylvia whispered... dizzy from the man's kiss.

He sucked on her as if his life depended on it and as if he was sucking out her very soul.

There was an urge and greed in his kiss like he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to kiss her again.

He clutched her wet silver hair and pulled her closer, every time he tasted her lips.

His tongue slipped into her mouth and searched for hers like a treasure, and when it found hers, he rubbed them together, sending waves of pleasure down her body.

And as he pulled back, a string glittered under the moonlight.

Mikel gazed at the woman panting lightly in front of him. He wondered if he had crossed a line, but the next second, he found himself being once again pulled into her...

This time it was Sylvia who had kissed him first, with her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, more water droplets dripping down and wetting his chest and back.

Perhaps it was because she had initiated the contact between them for the very first time, Mikel felt a knot loosen in his restraint.

Her fever for him was infectious and it made him forget the last bit of reasoning.

He pulled her out from the bathtub and fell back together with her on the floor, with the woman now sitting on his hips, staring at him wide-eyed.

Sylvia panted, feeling the hardness that was touching her where she sat, making her entire body tingle with a burning desire.

Her deep blue eyes peered into him with an intoxicated expression on her face, which made him lean forward and kiss her again.

Sylvia moaned and something hot and sticky spilled in her lower core, but she was far too enraptured to care about that.

Mikel pulled her up, grabbing her by her thighs, enjoying the way she straddled him.

He groaned and kissed her harder, tearing away the thin wet petticoat on her body which was the last piece of clothing except for her underwear.

Wanting to feel his skin as well, Sylvia repeated his actions.

She, however, being not strong enough to rip his shirt, simply ripped the buttons, revealing his taut muscular chest.

She continued kissing him, her tongue dancing with his as she ran her hands all over his naked upper body.

She could feel the man's hardness throbbing underneath, the more she touched him and hugged him, her hard nipples rubbing against his chest.

Unable to hold it any longer, Mikel grabbed her hair and slanted his head to kiss her even more deeply, as both of them moaned and panted, with their bodies pressed against each other.

His heart pounded against his chest, something he didn't know could happen and under her influence, he had lost all rationality becoming a beast of pure desire.

He wanted her. He wanted to take her for himself tonight. He needed to take her for himself tonight, but Mikel knew that he couldn't and it drove him even more crazy.

His hands slid down from her hair and her neck to her hips, pulling her to his hot throbbing manhood without taking off his pants.

Her hot core felt his hardness, threatening to break into her and Sylvia gasped and looked at him, her lips parted and glistening.

She felt him look back at her, his eyes filled with the same desire and lust.

As he gazed into her, the devil's hands slowly moved, grinding her against him.

Sylvia couldn't bring herself to look into his eyes anymore and buried her head in his chest, biting into his muscle.

She didn't know what they were doing since their clothes were intact but she didn't care. The way their bodies rubbed together sent waves of pleasure from her core to her spine to her head to her hands, toes, everywhere.

His masculine scent and his warm hands drove her crazy, but she muffled her moans as she bit him harder and harder.

Mikel groaned from the pain mixed with pleasure, as his hands squeezed her soft and tender butt.

He peppered kisses on her nape that was brushing against his neck, kissing every inch of skin that he could reach and when he felt her stiffen, he ground her even harder against him.

Ah... Sylvia cried out in pleasure, not able to hold it any longer, as a ball of electricity spread throughout her whole body, sizzling her million nerve endings.

Mikel held her trembling body with tenderness, waiting for her to finish as he controlled his own unsatiated desire.

As she slumped onto his chest, completely spent and satisfied, his brain drove him crazy, flashing images of pushing her down onto the floor nearby and pounding her until she cried out in ecstasy again and again and again.

Even though he knew that he shouldn't, at least not yet, he wanted to take her everything tonight.

He didn't have much more control left in him and as he felt her hugging him tightly, her head still buried in his chest, his desire flared up again.

He moved his hand to the side and cupped her breast, touching them and feeling them for the first time, groaning as their softness melted into his hands and he then pushed her down, his body hovering over her and removing the last pieces of clothing from her body.

He then hurriedly removed his own clothes, making the woman blush on seeing his manhood.

Mikel grinned, pushing the errant strands of her hair off her face, wanting to see and devour all of her sweet reactions.

He leaned forward to kiss her gently this time, but as she pulled him towards her with her hands and her legs wrapped around him, the gentleness disappeared once again.

Her naked body slithered under him, moaning and craving for his touch, with her ethereal beauty completely dominating his thoughts and his actions.

Mikel couldn't bring himself to wait any longer.

All his plans, his schemes, his carefully well-thought preparations disappeared in front of her allure and he completely forgot himself, surrendering to her.

With his breath hitched in his throat in anticipation, just as he was about to plunge his throbbing hardness into her, taking away her virtue and all of her, a loud knock resounded on the door.