Touch me Anywhere You Want

"I don't know why I'm feeling this way... I can't resist him, the feeling of him pressing against me makes my body set ablaze.." Evangeline thought, her breath hitching as Dominic's strong hands gripped her waist, pressing her firmly against his hardness. His bulge ground against her, sending waves of heat through her body, her cheeks flushing deeper with each second. Even through the fabric of her dress, she could feel his arousal pressing into her inner thighs, and it made her tremble. She sat on his lap, feeling his powerful thighs beneath her as a flood of sensation overtook her. Instinctively, she clutched his shoulders, her breathing ragged.

"You have no idea how beautiful and wild you look tonight," Dominic murmured, his voice thick with desire. "It's dangerous… I can barely keep myself in check."

Her heart raced at his words, his warm breath caressing her skin. She knew she should move away, that this was wrong, but she couldn't. The feeling of his hard arousal against her was intoxicating, making her body burn with need. Every nerve was on fire, and her mind was clouded with an overwhelming urge to stay right there, pressed against him.

"Why can't I stop? "she thought, staring into his intense gaze, her breaths matching his. He was so close now, and the tension between them was unbearable.

"Princess..." His voice dropped to a low, dangerous whisper as he leaned in, his lips mere inches from hers. "You should really consider getting off me. If you don't, you can't blame me for what happens next. On the count of three "

Her heart fluttered, the heat between them almost suffocating. He started counting, his lips hovering just out of reach. "Three... two..."

But she didn't move. Her body, no longer her own, was caught in the spell of the aphrodisiac coursing through her veins. She wanted this. Wanted him so she thought .

"One..." His lips were so close, his breath teasing hers. She leaned in, her desire overpowering all reason, and kissed him deeply, desperately.

"I've never felt like this… Not with Richard... this is something different," something uncontrollable. Her thoughts blurred as her body took over, her hips grinding against his hard bulge with reckless abandon. She didn't care anymore—about their arguments, about his coldness. She needed him now, and nothing else mattered. Her movements were slow, sensual, igniting the spark between them into an inferno.

Dominic groaned, a deep, guttural sound that sent a shiver through him. His hands gripped her waist harder, pulling her closer, urging her on. "Goddamn it..." he groaned, biting his lip as pleasure twisted his features. The raw sound of his voice was enough to drive her wild. She could feel his restraint slipping as she moved against him, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through them both.

"You're playing with fire," he whispered against her lips, his control unraveling with each passing second. His hands moved up, caressing her back, her shoulders, before tangling in her hair. The touch was both tender and possessive, and Evangeline gasped at the intensity of it.

But she didn't care at this point. Not about the risks. Not about the consequences. All that mattered was why was she doing this and seem to get on the hang of it and the way they ignited something deep and primal in each other.

Dominic grasped the back of Evangeline's head, pulling her into a fierce, almost desperate kiss. His lips moved against hers with hunger, his hands sliding down her back, then grabbing her firmly by the hips, pulling her closer to him. The car's confined space only intensified their closeness, and she could feel every inch of his body against hers. His hand caressed her back, and then lower, gripping her behind with a rough possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine.

She gasped, breaking the kiss momentarily, a thin string of saliva hanging between their parted lips. Their breaths were ragged, heavy with the heat of the moment, but before she could speak, Dominic crushed his lips against hers again, his hand sliding up her back as she ran her fingers over his arms and chest, feeling the taut muscles beneath his clothes.

Dominic's mouth moved to her neck, trailing kisses down her throat as his bulge pressed against her through the fabric of their clothing. His teeth grazed her skin, and Evangeline let out a breathy moan, her head falling back as he nipped and kissed her neck, moving lower to her shoulders. His hands roamed over her, tracing the curve of her body, and in one swift motion, he unzipped the back of her dress.

She gasped as the cool air hit her skin, Dominic pulling the fabric off her shoulders, revealing her bare breasts to him. He paused, his eyes darkening with satisfaction as he took in the sight.

Evangeline instinctively covered herself, turning her head away. "I can't do this anymore," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Dominic chuckled, his voice low and rough. "Too late..." He murmured, gently removing her hands from her chest. His gaze burned with desire as he admired her breasts and delicate pink nipples "You're more beautiful than any painting you have done... more perfect than I ever imagined with those lovely breasts of yours" He leaned in, his lips brushing hers as his hand moved to her breast, cupping it softly at first before his fingers began to tease her nipple.

Evangeline gasped, her body betraying her, moaning softly as Dominic played with her breast. He moved his lips to her neck again, his breath hot against her skin, his cheeks flushed from both the aphrodisiac and his rising desire. "Touch me..." he whispered, his voice thick with need. "Touch me anywhere you want."

Without hesitation, Evangeline slid her hands over his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath her fingertips. She ran her fingers up to his neck, then down to his firm torso, her touch teasing and slow. Dominic groaned, his breath hitching in his throat as her hands roamed over him, her touch driving him mad with need.

"Goodness!" he moaned, his body shuddering under her hands. He grabbed her again, pulling her into another searing kiss, his lips possessive, claiming hers. His hand returned to her breasts, squeezing, teasing as he lost himself in her, their bodies grinding together as if they had forgotten everything else.

The car rocked slightly as their movements became more urgent, their moans and gasps filling the small space. Neither of them cared about where they were anymore, completely wrapped up in the intoxicating pull of each other, their breaths mingling, their hearts racing.

Meanwhile, the driver clenched his fists on the steering wheel, his knuckles white as he tried to ignore the sounds coming from the back seat. He swallowed hard, trying to focus on the road, but the passionate noises from Dominic and Evangeline made it nearly impossible to block out. The car finally reached but the driver's tension remained thick as the heated air in the vehicle.

Dominic's lips trailed down Evangeline's neck, leaving a heated path of kisses as his hand slowly gathered the fabric of her dress. His fingers slid beneath the delicate material, tracing her stomach and moving lower until they slipped inside her undergarments. He explored her with a boldness that made her gasp, his fingers finding her sensitive spot under her dress.

"Mmmph!" Evangeline moaned into his mouth between kisses, her breath coming in short bursts as Dominic's fingers worked magic inside her. The pleasure overwhelmed her senses, far more intense than anything she had felt before. Her body responded without hesitation, melting into his touch. She pulled back slightly, her hand tenderly caressing his cheek as she whispered his name.

"Dominic..."

His voice was a low, throaty growl as he asked, "What is it?" He didn't stop, his fingers moving deeper, faster inside of her, as he kissed her neck again, his breath hot against her skin. Evangeline could barely speak, her words lost in the haze of pleasure.

"Please…" she whispered, gripping his arm as her body trembled.

Dominic's lips curved into a teasing smile. "Please what?" he asked in a husky tone, his fingers playing with her, stroking her inner walls until her body shuddered. Her moans filled the confined space of the car, her breathing ragged, as the aphrodisiac heightened every sensation.

"Don't stop... I want more," she begged, her voice filled with desperation, her body needing his touch. Dominic could see how deeply the aphrodisiac had affected her, the raw desire in her eyes, and it fueled him even more. He chuckled darkly, knowing that once this moment passed, she would likely return to her usual, fiery self. She'd be a storm to deal with by morning.

With a smirk, he withdrew his fingers, eliciting a soft whimper from her. He brought them to her lips, teasing her further by slipping the savory taste into her mouth. Evangeline tasted herself on him, her lips wrapping around his fingers, and Dominic kissed her deeply, their tongues tangling as they lost themselves in the intensity of the moment.

Just as the heat between them reached it's peak, the car slowed to a stop at the palace gates and entered the premises and parked at the fountain, jerking them back to reality. Dominic wrapped his jacket around Evangeline's half naked body, pulling her close as she slumped against him, the aphrodisiac's effects finally beginning to fade. She rested her head on his shoulder, exhausted and breathing softly, her eyelids fluttering closed.

Dominic, now fully composed, felt the lingering remnants of the aphrodisiac leave his body. He adjusted his jacket to cover her better, ensuring she was modestly concealed as her chest rose and fell with soft, even breaths. The driver, oblivious to the intimate storm that had just passed, opened the door, only to be met with the sight of Evangeline nestled against Dominic's chest, her dress disheveled, but her innocence seemingly intact. His cheeks flushed bright red.

"Close the door," Dominic ordered firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. "We'll be out in a minute."

The driver quickly nodded, closing the door and stepping back, clearing his throat as he tried to shake the image from his mind. He walked away from the car, eyes wide, still trying to process the scene he had encountered. Meanwhile, Dominic held Evangeline close, feeling the calm after the storm, the aphrodisiac effects dissipating completely as the silence settled over them

Magdalene eagerly awaited Evangeline's return, pacing nervously by the palace entrance. When she saw Dominic approaching, carrying Evangeline's unconscious form in his arms, her heart skipped a beat. She rushed forward, concern etched on her face.

"Ah, Master Dominic! Welcome back. Is something wrong with Lady Evangeline?" she asked, bowing her head respectfully before looking up at him with worried eyes.

Dominic glanced down at Evangeline in his arms, her face peaceful and relaxed. "No worries. She's fine. She just had a bit too much to drink," he said smoothly, continuing his stride toward the palace entrance without missing a step.

Magdalene exhaled in relief, nodding as the driver approached, handing her the gift bag with the shoe inside along with Evangeline's other belongings. She accepted them, her gaze shifting back to Dominic as he carried Evangeline inside.

Dominic walked with ease, his arms strong yet gentle as he held her close. He made his way through the grand hallways of the palace and into Evangeline's bedroom. Carefully, he placed her onto the bed, taking a moment to stroke her hair, his fingertips lightly brushing against the soft strands. He watched her sleep, her breathing calm and steady, her lips slightly parted as if still lost in the remnants of their earlier passion.

He lingered, gazing at her with a mixture of thoughts swirling in his mind. After a moment, he straightened up and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. He summoned the nearby servants, issuing a quiet order. "See to it that Lady Evangeline is bathed and changed into something more comfortable. She's unconscious, so be gentle."

The servants bowed in acknowledgment and immediately set to work. As they prepared to bathe and dress Evangeline, Dominic made his way to his own quarters, his footsteps echoing down the corridor.

Once inside his room, he sat down at his study table, leaning back in the chair as his thoughts drifted back to what had transpired in the car. He could still feel the heat of Evangeline's body against his, the way her fingers had traced the lines of his chest, the way her lips had eagerly sought his. A low chuckle escaped him, the memory stirring something deep within.

It was a dangerous game they had played, one heightened by the effects of the aphrodisiac. He could still feel the remnants of her touch, the way she had lost herself to the moment, surrendering to the fire that had consumed them both. Yet now, with the heat of the moment gone, Dominic found himself strangely at ease.

He leaned forward, resting his chin in his hand, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. His mind was filled with images of Evangeline—her flushed cheeks, her breathless whispers, her uninhibited desire for him. And yet, beneath it all, there was a tenderness he hadn't expected although it was an aphrodisiac influence. Something about her vulnerability as she slept, oblivious to the chaos of their night, tugged at him in ways he wasn't prepared to acknowledge.

But for now, Dominic let himself enjoy the quiet moment, replaying their heated encounter as the night stretched on. He had no doubt that the morning would bring its own challenges, but for now, he allowed himself the luxury of thinking about Evangeline who had ignited something unexpected within him.