~ A Forbidden Connection ~
Thorn's other hand stealthily crept underneath my dress, sending a rush of heat through my body. I couldn't help but gasp when his palm cupped my bre*st, the sensation electrifying my senses.
"Forever is real, Ada..." he whispered into my ear, his lips trailing down to my shoulder. His touch grazed my thigh, inching closer to my most intimate place. Conflicting thoughts waged war in my mind as I struggled to determine the right course of action.
"Thorn, please..." I pleaded, my eyes shut tight. In my trembling hand, I held a knife, attempting to slice a piece of carrot. “Please stop. Your mom might see us.”
Thorn chuckled, the sound resonating in the small kitchen. "So, if my mom weren't around, would I have the liberty to hold you like this?"
His warm hand continued its exploration, caressing my breast, eliciting a gasp from my lips. "Oh, Thorn," I sighed, unable to resist the waves of pleasure surging through me.
He spoke again, his voice fading into the background as my senses succumbed to his touch. "This moment could last forever, Ada..."
Suddenly, a pang of reason shot through my consciousness. "Please," I implored, my eyes still shut, imagining his mischievous smirk.
Caught between desire and responsibility, I found myself torn. My heart yearned for him, for the intensity of his touch, but my conscience reminded me of the potential consequences.
Thorn's hand, warm and insistent, resumed its place on my bre*st, and I instinctively arched towards his touch.
"Part your legs," he commanded, his voice low and urgent. His breath brushed against my ear, and my body responded without hesitation, craving his embrace like a moth drawn to a flame.
Biting my lower lip, I obeyed, anticipation coursing through my veins. His hand ventured beneath my underwear, his voice a gentle whisper. "Don't move."
I complied eagerly, my heart racing with each touch that set my body ablaze. Time seemed to halt, and I surrendered to the intoxication of his caress, knowing that I would fulfill his every desire.
"Forever may not still be enough, Ada..." he murmured, his words resonating deep within my core.
"T-Thorn," I moaned as he continued to torment me, leaving an indelible mark on my body. My heart pounded relentlessly, the sensations overwhelming and exquisite.
Thorn pressed his lips against my cheek before trailing his tongue along my earlobe, causing me to tilt my head instinctively. This was madness, a frenzied dance of passion that defied reason, and it couldn't be happening at this moment.
"D-Damn it, Thorn!" I struggled to find my voice as his movements grew more intense. Control slipped from my grasp as he unleashed a torrent of sensations that consumed me entirely.
"Give it to me, Ada Rhyce," Thorn grumbled, his voice strained with desire. "I promise you, forever..."
As his touch ignited my essence, tears welled in my eyes, my heart heavy with a multitude of emotions. What was he trying to convey? Forever was an illusion, a transient dream destined to fade away.
Even as he evoked such intense passion within me, I clung to the belief that forever could never truly exist, regardless of his promises.