Chapter 141: I Love You
Another... Round? Evelyn wondered, her expression clear enough to convey to him what she was thinking. The logical side of her mind screamed "No," but the devil in the corner screamed ’Yes’. It even flashed ideas of new positions they could try and sent hot signals between her thighs, responding that she was ready.
"Alright... But B-be gentle..." Evelyn murmured, lowering her eyes. Her cheeks blushed red at her own words, and she cursed herself for surrendering so easily. She could even barely lift a finger but here she was desiring more for him again.
Zevian left out a small chuckle, making her look up at him in confusion. He had only decided to play along, a little curious what she would do though he had no plans of crossing the limits of her body. She had to go tomorrow to work too.
Evelyn realized that her shameless husband was only teasing her. She felt her cheeks turn even a deeper shade of red and she hit his chest, causing him to laugh again. She almost prepared herself for another round!
Zevian stopped laughing and lifting her chin, he forced her to look up at him. With a smile, he bent forward and gave a sweet kiss to her lips. The moment was too cute to not reward her for well for it.
Slowly taking himself out of her, Zevian sat up and added with a smile, "Let’s get us cleaned."
Evelyn had no energy to even sit up from the bed and wanted to refuse the idea. But Zevian suddenly stood up, giving a clear view of his magnificent body. He bent to carry her in his arms and walked toward the bathroom.
Gently placing her in the large, round bathtub, he turned on the water and went to get their stuff for them. The warm water slowly covered Evelyn’s body, her muscles relaxing in response and she leaned back, resting her head on the edge of the tub. And before Zevian returned, she was already asleep, he hands hugging herself.
Zevian smiled and got into the water. He soaked the loofah and carefully removing her hands, he started to wipe her body clean. Evelyn had no strength to even blush at his actions and she allowed him to do whatever he wanted. But when his hands moved up her leg, reaching to clean her between her thighs, Evelyn stirred open from her sleep.
Zevian paused and looked up to find her staring at him, her eyes half-open but cheeks slightly flushed with heat. A small smirk lifted his face and the invisible horns on his head reappeared again. Slowly, his left hand spread her thigh, his right hand reaching to cup her aching bud. His fingers trailed on the edges of her folds before they paused at her entrance, before gliding back up toward her hood.
Evelyn squinted her eyes as he looked at her, the light lift of his lips clearly betraying to hide his evil intentions. He moved his finger again, rubbing dangerously close to her entrance that Evelyn squirmed in response, her hands clutching onto the bathtub.