Silas followed immediately, unable to hold back any longer. His release tore through him with such force that he roared...a sound that was more animal than human...as he spilled himself completely inside her.
They collapsed together, both breathing hard, both completely spent.
After several moments, Silas pulled out carefully and repositioned them.
He wanted her differently now. Wanted to see her face. Wanted to feel her in every possible way.
He positioned himself on his back and pulled Eve on top of him....straddling him, her hands on his chest for balance.
"Ride me," he commanded. "Set the pace. Take what you need."
Eve positioned herself over his length, and as she sank down slowly, Silas watched every expression cross her face.
She began moving....slow at first, building the rhythm. Each movement was controlled, deliberate, as she found her pace.
But Silas wasn't content to just let her control it completely.
