Chapter 60: Something Better
The shock that coursed through Zevian’s body was electric, leaving him paralyzed for just a moment as Evelyn’s lips pressed against his. His mind scrambled to make sense of what was happening, battling between the desire to stop her and the overwhelming sensation that had ignited between them. His heart hammered in his chest, each beat syncing with the pulse of her fervent kiss, and his emotions spiraled into chaos.
Before he could pull back, Evelyn moved on top of him, straddling his waist with no hesitation. Her lips sought his again, this time with more urgency, more heat. He felt the weight of her body pressed against his as she deepened the kiss, her passion taking over. His hands instinctively gripped the edges of the tub, trying to anchor himself, but the slippery porcelain offered little resistance.
His resolve wavered when her fingers slid through his wet shirt, the fabric clinging to his skin. She was relentless, her touch traveling upward until they tangled in his damp jet-black hair, tugging him closer. The desire he had tried so hard to suppress surged forward like a tidal wave. For just a moment, he lost himself. His hands, still trembling from the effort to restrain himself, found their way to her waist, his fingers digging into the thin satin fabric now soaked against her skin.
The intensity of their kiss deepened further, mouths locked, breaths coming in short, desperate gasps. Each caress of her lips sent shivers down his spine, igniting something dark and powerful within him. He kissed her back with growing hunger, the passion between them tangible and suffocating. Her hands wandered lower, undoing the buttons of his shirt one by one, and the sensation of her fingers against his skin made him groan in pleasure. They broke apart for just a moment, both of them panting as their eyes locked.
Her gaze burned into his, the connection between them sparking with unspoken desire. She didn’t give him a moment to think, her lips finding his again in a gentler, more teasing kiss, before trailing along his jaw. She stopped at his neck, her breath hot against his skin as she kissed him there, her teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. Zevian groaned, his head tilting back, giving her more access as her lips and tongue worked their way over his skin.
The sensation was intoxicating, her mouth tracing a path that set his nerves ablaze. When she sucked gently at the crook of his neck, nibbling just enough to leave a mark, his grip on her tightened reflexively.
"Eva!!"
Her name escaped his lips in a low, hoarse whisper as she continued her sensual assault. His hands clung to her body, her skin slick beneath his fingertips as she moved, her hips brushing against his in a way that tortured him more. Her hand traveled lower, tracing the contours of his waist, and she hovered at his belt line, her touch sending jolts of heat through him.
But the rational part of his mind screamed at him to stop. He caught her wrist just as her fingers grazed the buckle of his belt. "Evelyn," his voice came out rough, filled with the strain of restraint. He met her pleading eyes, her gaze filled with raw emotion and an unquenchable hunger, but he shook his head. "We can’t."