Janelle kissed him on the lips, completely igniting Erik's desire for her. He had been suppressing himself all along, and now, he no longer wanted to hold back. His large hand pressed against her slender waist, pulling her towards him, their bodies pressed tightly together.
Janelle dropped the cigarette she was holding and wrapped her arms around his narrow waist.
"Kiss me."
At this moment, Janelle was like a queen, like a seductress, utterly irresistible.
Erik picked her up directly, his large hand supporting her firm buttocks.
"Okay."
His voice was sexy and alluring.
Erik was an excellent kisser, and today Janelle was unusually cooperative. He held her and kissed her for a long time. Finally, he reluctantly let her go. Their ragged breaths intertwined. On the cliff's edge, a passionate kiss. The atmosphere was absolutely electric.
"Want it?" She was always bold. Even though this was the wilderness, right now, she wanted to indulge herself.
"Yes." Erik carried her to the back seat.
Even in the back, she remained seated on his lap – a position far too provocative. She kissed him actively. Erik no longer wanted to suppress himself. In the car, he completely unleashed himself.
And Janelle's cooperation was exceptional. She had learned ballet as a child, and after coming to the border region, she practiced boxing, getting into countless fights. Her body's flexibility had always been excellent.
"Got a condom?"
At the crucial moment, Janelle called a halt.
"..."
"Yes."
Erik took several condoms from the glove compartment and handed one to her.
"Put it on for me."
"I don't know how."
"I'll teach you."
He was an excellent teacher, guiding her step by step as she explored.
It was pitch black all around. This was a mountain road, rarely traveled, though some came here to race. And this feeling was incredibly thrilling. Janelle thrived on stimulation – racing cars, boxing, hacking... these were all intense pursuits. And now, in the car, in the wild, she felt especially sensitive. And Erik... he was truly skilled. He was always one to explore, and now, he took pleasure in exploring her, not missing a single one of her reactions.
In the car, he used three condoms. Towards the end, Janelle felt utterly limp, her legs weak and aching. She pushed him away.
"Enough."
Erik pulled her into his arms.
"It's not enough. However many times, it's never enough." The man's voice was mesmerizing. Finally, succumbing to Erik's deep groan, Janelle surrendered once more.
Afterwards, he cleaned her up. Janelle was too tired to even lift a finger. Erik was a perfect lover, and Janelle thoroughly enjoyed his attentiveness. The car smelled heavily of sex. Erik carried her to the passenger seat. Her clothes were torn beyond wearing, so he dressed her in his own shirt. He himself remained bare-chested.
"Let's go back and shower."
"Mm." Janelle's voice was unbearably hoarse.
Erik started the car. He didn't want anyone to see her like this.
As they neared the villa, he called Bryan and gave him a task.
"Erik, do you know what time it is? You really want me to go out and do something now?"
Even as he complained, Bryan never hesitated when Erik gave an order. He was already getting dressed.
Erik couldn't be bothered to answer and simply hung up.
The Cullinan drove into the villa. At this hour, no one was around. Erik got out, confirmed Bryan had left, then opened the passenger door. Janelle was asleep. Erik had been too wild; she was genuinely drained. There was still a physical gap between men and women.
Erik opened the passenger door, scooped her up in his arms, and carried her. Nestled against his chest, Janelle didn't even bother to open her eyes. They both reeked. Erik ran a bath and cleaned her first. Looking at the naked girl, Erik felt himself stir again. However, he restrained himself. They'd done it many times tonight, and this was only her second time. Her body couldn't handle more.
After cleaning her, Erik carried her to the master bedroom. There were no clothes for her here; she wore his black shirt. The young girl looked stunning in black. The black shirt against her cool, pale skin was the epitome of sensuality. Not daring to look further, Erik pulled the covers over her and went to shower himself.
After a quick shower and changing into clean clothes, he sat by the bed watching her. In sleep, she looked as beautiful as an angel fallen to earth. Erik got into bed, pulled her close, and let her sleep nestled in his arms.
"Sweet dreams, my princess."
That night, both slept soundly.
In the morning, Janelle woke first. Opening her eyes, she saw Erik's handsome face. Memories of last night's frenzy flooded back. This man was truly dangerous. But to be honest, being with him was thrilling and intensely satisfying. She didn't dislike the feeling. In bed, they were incredibly well-matched.
"Awake?" Erik was always perceptive. Though his eyes were still closed, he knew she was awake.
"Mm."
"Are you sore?" In the heat of the moment, he'd lost control. Had he hurt her?
She was a bit sore down there, but she was too embarrassed to say. After all, she was only a twenty-year-old girl. Even though she'd dated Nelson before, they'd only ever held hands at most.
Erik opened his eyes, gazing at the girl's face, bare of makeup yet still strikingly beautiful. He kissed her lips.
"What? I haven't brushed my teeth," Janelle protested. She'd never been this intimate with a man before.
"It's fine. You're sweet even without brushing." His large hand gently massaged her waist. "Is your back still sore?" Admittedly, it felt rather nice.
Janelle grabbed his hand, stopping its movement. After all, she was only wearing his black shirt, and a young woman in a man's shirt was inherently provocative.
"What's wrong? Uncomfortable?" Last night, though she'd started it, he'd been attentive to her feelings. He wanted her addicted, wanted her unable to leave him.
"Shut up." Right now, whatever he said felt suggestive.
"Okay, I'll shut up." The man closed his mouth but started using his hands. Janelle was utterly exasperated.
"Erik, settle down. Too much is never good, got it?" Had he never seen a woman before? Whether as Erik or Mr. Lorenz, he could never lack women around him!
"Fine, I won't move. Just let me hold you for a while." Their bodies pressed tightly together, and she felt him harden against her again.
"..." Janelle didn't dare move, afraid of stimulating the man into wanting more.