Chapter 3: Rising Action
The air in Shiven’s bedroom was thick with the scent of something sweet and musky, a fragrance that clung to Anaiah’s skin like a second layer of warmth. The room was bathed in the soft glow of the streetlights filtering through the sheer curtains, casting long, dancing shadows across the walls. The king-sized bed, with its crisp white sheets, seemed to invite them in, its plushness promising comfort and surrender. Shiven’s fingers traced the delicate curve of Anaiah’s collarbone, his touch feather-light, as if he were afraid of startling her, though his eyes burned with an intensity that spoke of something far more urgent.
"shiven control yourself" she said her voice soft as if she was trying to help him "behave" she continued as she leaned back on the bed her head resting on the pillow her eyes never leaving his. He wanted to obey, wanted to *not* behave, wanted to lose himself in the way her body moved under his touch, the way her breath caught when he pressed his lips to the hollow of her throat. But he held himself back, just barely.
"You’re killing me," he murmured, his voice rough with restraint. "I’ve been thinking about this for weeks. About how soft your skin is. About how you taste."
Anaiah’s lips curled into a slow, knowing smile.
"And yet, here you are," she murmured, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw, "still in control."
Shiven exhaled sharply, his fingers tightening just slightly against her waist. "Barely."
She laughed, the sound soft and warm, and leaned in until her lips brushed his ear. "You’re always so careful," she whispered. "But I like it when you’re not."
His breath hitched. The words sent a jolt through him, straight to his cock, which was already straining against his boxers. He could feel the heat of her body, the way her breath hitched when his thumb brushed the swell of her breast through her sweater.
She flicked her hair back "why are you so harsh with yourself why can't you be soft" she asked her voice barely above a whisper.
Shiven's eyes met hers, his gaze intense. "Because I want you so much," he admitted, his voice rough. "And I'm afraid if I let go, I'll hurt you."
Anaiah's eyes softened, and she reached up, her fingers brushing his cheek. "You won't hurt me, Shiven," she said, her voice steady. "I trust you."
He closed his eyes, her words washing over him like a balm. When he opened them again, he felt a sense of calm, a quiet determination. He leaned in, his lips finding hers in a soft, slow kiss.
Anaiah pulled back on the kiss "is my baby still hard" she asked as she pouted her fingers brushing against his freshly shaved face .
Shiven chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You know he is," he said, his voice low. "You always have this effect on me."
She smiled, a slow, sultry curve of her lips that made his heart skip a beat. "Good," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to be hard for me."
He groaned, his fingers tightening against her waist. "Anaiah," he warned, his voice rough with restraint. "Shiven" she replied her voice soft and cute "don't think you scare me" she continued "now take off your pants and go sit on that couch for me please" she said pointing towards the couch in the corner of the room. Shiven's eyes widened in surprise "what?" he asked "you heard me" she said her voice firm "now go" she added with a playful smile. Shiven chuckled, a sound that rumbled in his chest. "Yes ma'am" he said as he stood up and walked over to the couch. He sat down, his back against the cushions, his eyes never leaving hers. Anaiah watched him, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Good boy" she said as she stood up and started to walk towards him.
She got down on her hunches "you like seeing me here like this my mouth right next to your cock?" she asked her voice a sultry purr that made his breath catch.
Shiven's eyes widened, his gaze locked onto her lips as she leaned forward, her fingers tracing the outline of his boxers. "Anaiah," he groaned, his voice thick with desire.
"Don't worry, baby," she whispered, her breath warm against his skin. "I'm going to make sure you're very good."
She unbuttoned his pants slowly, her fingers brushing against his skin with every movement. Shiven's heart pounded in his chest, his body trembling with anticipation.
"Look at you," she murmured, her eyes dark with desire as she pulled down his zipper.
"All this time, all this waiting, and you’re still so hard for me."
Shiven’s breath hitched as her fingers grazed the tip of his cock through his boxers. He wanted to close his eyes, to lose himself in the sensation, but he forced himself to stay still, to watch her every move.
"You’re so beautiful when you’re like this," she said, her voice soft and reverent. "So needy. So *mine*."
Shiven’s fingers curled into the couch cushions, his knuckles turning white. "Anaiah," he groaned, his voice rough. "You're killing me"
Anaiah walked back over to the bed laying down on it "you like my body right shiven" she asked her voice teasingly
Shiven's eyes darkened as he watched her stretch out on the bed, her body moving with a fluid grace that made his breath catch. The way her sweater clung to her curves, the way her jeans hugged her hips, the way her long legs were spread just enough to tease him. He swallowed hard, his fingers flexing against the couch cushions.
"Tell me what you want," she murmured, her voice low and sultry.
She spread out all over the bed as her hand slipped into her jeans "you know I'm wearing such a hot lingerie set that you would love I think you'll cum just by seeing me in it do you want mommy to take all her clothes off only for you?" she asked her voice teasing and playful.
Shiven swallowed hard, his cock throbbing painfully against his boxers. His gaze was locked on her fingers as they disappeared into the waistband of her jeans. "You're going to kill me."
"Maybe I want to," she replied, her voice a sultry whisper as she pulled her fingers out slowly, her nails wet with something dark and glistening. She licked her lips, her eyes never leaving his. "But I think you're going to cum first. Anyways you don't want to see me in my lingerie" she said offended by getting no response and actually getting up off the bed "I think you're just scared" she added as she started to walk towards the door.
Shiven's eyes widened in surprise. "Anaiah, wait!" he called out, his voice urgent.
She paused, her hand on the doorknob, her eyes flickering back to him. "What?" she asked, her voice playful but with a hint of challenge.
Shiven stood up, his heart pounding in his chest. He walked over to her, his hands cupping her face gently. "I'm not scared," he said, his voice low and steady. "I just... I want to see you."
Anaiah's expression softened, her eyes searching his. "Why didn't you say that before baby" she said as her nails scratched against his boxers , teasing the sensitive skin beneath. "You're the one who's always so sure of himself, but I see you now. You're scared of something."
Shiven exhaled sharply, his fingers tightening around her waist. "I'm not scared of you," he admitted, his voice rough. "I'm scared of messing this up."
She smiled, slow and knowing, and leaned in just enough for her lips to brush his ear. "You won't mess it up," she whispered. "I promise."
Her words sent a shiver down his spine. He wanted to believe her, to trust that she knew what she was doing, what she wanted.
Anaiah gripped his balls tightly making him scream in pain "say you'll be a good boy for mommy" she said her voice firm and commanding.
Shiven groaned, his body arching off the couch as pleasure-pain shot through him. "Yes, ma'am," he gasped, his voice strained. "I'll be good."
She released him slowly, her fingers trailing up his inner thigh, her touch lingering just above the waistband of his boxers. "Good boy," she murmured, her voice dripping with approval. "Now, sit back and enjoy the show."
Shiven did as he was told, his body trembling with anticipation. He watched as Anaiah turned around, her hips swaying slightly as she walked back to the bed. She sat on the edge, her fingers working at the button of her jeans. Leaving just that much open for now something red peaking out every now and then as her fingers slipped back inside . Shiven's breath hitched, his eyes locked onto her fingers, his cock throbbing painfully against his boxers. He wanted to reach out, to touch her, to feel the softness of her skin, but he held himself back, waiting for her command.
Anaiah looked at him, her eyes dark and sultry. "You want to see it, don't you?" she asked, her voice low and teasing. "You want to see what I've got on under here."
Shiven swallowed hard, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yes." "Then ask nicely," she said, her voice firm.
"I won't give it to you unless you do."
Shiven's eyes flashed with a mix of desire and frustration. "Please, Anaiah," he said, his voice low and steady. "Please let me see what you're wearing." "Good boy," she murmured, and slowly, she started to push her jeans down her hips, revealing more and more of the red lace that clung to her skin.
Shiven's breath hitched as he caught sight of the simple yet exotic thin red gstring she wore "fuck shiven you've got me so wet but I wont spread my legs you can see everything *EVERYTHING*" she said her voice a mix of playful defiance and breathy arousal. Shiven's fingers flexed against the couch, his cock straining painfully against his boxers. "Anaiah," he groaned, his voice thick with need. "Please, let me touch you."
She smirked, her eyes dark and knowing as she leaned forward, her fingers teasingly brushing the tip of his cock through his boxers. "Not yet," she whispered. "Not until you ask properly."
Shiven swallowed hard, his mind racing. He wanted to grab her, to pull her into his arms and never let go, but he forced himself to stay still, to wait for her command.
"shiven can you see this" she said as she pulled on the 5mm string of her gstring that held it on her sides "it's that thin everywhere" she said as she pulled it a little harder "you can see my pussy lips through it" she said as she pulled it even harder making the string dig into her pussy lips "it's so thin that it's almost see through" she said as she pulled it even harder making the string dig into her pussy lips even more "it's so thin that you can see my pussy juice soaking through it" she said as she pulled it even harder making the string dig into her pussy lips even more "it's so thin that you can see my clit poking through it" she said as she pulled it even harder making the string dig into her clit even more "it's so thin that you can see my pussy lips opening and closing with every breath i take but you don't like it right i think I'll just wear boyshorts from the next time" she said as she let go of the string and started to get up off the bed.
Shiven's eyes widened in surprise "wait" he said his voice urgent "wait what" she asked as she turned around to face him "you don't like it right" she asked her voice playful but with a hint of challenge "I love it" he said his voice low and steady "I love seeing you like this" he said as he stood up and walked over to her "I love seeing you in your lingerie" he said as he reached out and touched her arm gently "I love seeing you like this" he said as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply.
Anaiah melted into his arms, her body pressing against his as she kissed him back with equal intensity. Shiven's hands roamed over her body, feeling the softness of her skin through the thin lace of her lingerie. He could feel her heart pounding against his chest, her breath coming in short gasps as their kiss deepened. He pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers. "I want to touch you," he said, his voice rough with desire. "Everywhere." Anaiah's eyes darkened, and she bit her lip, her breath hitching. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"But you have to ask nicely."
Shiven's lips curved into a slow, sultry smile. "Please, Anaiah," he murmured, his voice low and steady. "Please let me touch you. Everywhere."
She shivered, her eyes never leaving his. "Good boy," she whispered, and she took a step back, her fingers working at the hem of her sweater. She pulled it up slowly, revealing inch by inch of her soft, tanned skin, her toned stomach, the lacy edge of her bra. Shiven's breath caught as she finally pulled it off, revealing her full, round breasts, encased in the same red lace as her panties.
His eyes darkened, his gaze locked onto her chest, his fingers flexing with the urge to touch her.
"Like what you see?"
He nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're beautiful, Anaiah." "Thank you," she said, her voice soft. "Now, touch me."
Shiven's hands trembled slightly as he reached out, his fingers brushing the soft skin of her stomach. He could feel her muscles tense under his touch, her breath hitching as he slowly traced the edge of her bra. He looked up at her, his eyes questioning."you're sure?"
Anaiah turned around placing her ass on top of his cock she took his arms as she wrapped his arms around her tiny little waist making him sit down on the couch turning around just a little to let him see her side profile "baby first of all take off this tshirt and then remember I'm yours only don't ask me after I'm done with my role-playing i swear to god if you touch me when I tell you to act like a good boy I will spank your balls so hard" she said as she turned around to face him her eyes dark and serious "now take off your shirt" she ordered.
Shiven's eyes widened in surprise, but he did as he was told, pulling his t-shirt over his head and tossing it onto the floor. Anaiah's eyes raked over his chest, her gaze lingering on the defined muscles of his abdomen. She bit her lip, her eyes darkening with desire.
"Good boy," she murmured, her voice low and sultry. "Now, do whatever you want with me" she leaned in her breath hot against his ear as her knees dug into his thighs and her breasts brushed against his lips "please whatever you do please take off my gstring first daddy it's hurting my pussy" she said as she moved her hips back and forth rubbing her pussy against his cock through his boxers.
Shiven's breath hitched, his fingers flexing against her waist. He could feel the heat of her body, the way her breath hitched when his thumb brushed the swell of her breast through her bra. He wanted to touch her, to feel her, to taste her, but he held himself back, waiting for her command.
"Can I take off your gstring?" he asked, his voice rough with desire.
"Please, Anaiah. Let me make you feel good." "But you have to be gentle."
Shiven nodded, his fingers already working at the waistband of her g-string. He could feel the heat of her body, the way her breath hitched as he slowly pulled the thin lace down her hips, revealing more and more of her smooth, tanned skin. He could see the dark curls of her pubic hair, the way her legs trembled as he pulled the g-string down to her knees, then to her ankles, where she kicked it off onto the floor.
He could smell her, the sweet, musky scent of her arousal, and it made his cock throb painfully against his boxers.
"Look at me, Shiven," she said, her voice soft yet commanding. He looked up, his eyes meeting hers. She was biting her lip, her eyes dark with desire. "You're doing so well, baby. I'm so proud of you."
Shiven felt a surge of pride at her words, a warmth spreading through him. He wanted to please her, to make her feel good. He wanted to hear her say those words again.
"Can I... Can I touch you?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Shiven's hands trembled slightly as he reached out, his fingers brushing the soft skin of her inner thigh. He could feel her muscles tense under his touch, her breath hitching as he slowly traced a path up her leg, towards the heat between her thighs.
"Is this okay?" he asked, his voice low and steady.
Anaiah nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "Yes," she whispered.
"Touch me, baby."
Her voice was a breathless sigh, the words sending a jolt of anticipation straight to Shiven’s cock. He hesitated for just a second, his fingers hovering just above the delicate skin of her inner thigh, then finally gave in to the urge. His touch was feather-light, barely there, but Anaiah’s breath hitched anyway.
"You're so soft," he murmured, his voice thick with awe. "Like silk."
Anaiah let out a soft, breathy laugh, her body trembling slightly beneath his touch. "You're the one who's supposed to be the expert here," she teased, though her voice was still thick with desire.
"You're the one who's been thinking about this for weeks. Now show me what you've got."
Shiven swallowed hard, his fingers finally finding the slick, warm heat between her thighs. He had imagined this moment a hundred times—how it would feel, how she would react—but nothing could have prepared him for the way her body arched off the couch beneath his touch.
"Shiven," she gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "You're so gentle. But I need more."
He didn't hesitate. His thumb brushed over her clit, and Anaiah let out a sharp, needy gasp. Her hips bucked against his hand, her breath coming in short, uneven bursts.
"Fuck, baby," she whispered, her voice rough with need. "You're killing me." Shiven's fingers slid deeper, his thumb pressing against her clit with just the right amount of pressure. He could feel her slickness, the way her body trembled beneath his touch. "I want you to cum for me," he murmured, his voice low and steady. "I want to hear you."
Anaiah's eyes fluttered shut, her head falling back against the couch. "Yes," she gasped. "Please, Shiven. I need it."
Shiven's heart pounded in his chest, his own arousal making it difficult to think straight.
He could feel the wetness between her thighs, the way her body was trembling beneath his touch. He wanted to make her cum so badly, but he also wanted to savor every moment, every breathless gasp, every way she reacted to his touch.
"Shiven," Anaiah whispered, her voice thick with need. "Touch me more. Please."
He obeyed, his fingers moving with a newfound confidence. He slid two fingers inside her, feeling her tight, wet heat enveloping him. Anaiah let out a sharp, breathy moan, her hips arching up to meet his touch.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, his voice barely audible.
"I can't wait to feel you around my cock."
Anaiah's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto his. "You're not going to make me wait, are you?" she asked, her voice sultry and teasing. "I thought you were going to be a good boy for mommy."
Shiven's fingers stilled, his eyes widening in surprise. "What do you mean?"
She smirked, her eyes dark and challenging. "You heard me. I want you to wait until I say you can cum. Can you do that for me, baby?"
Shiven's cock throbbed painfully at her words, his body tense with anticipation.
He wanted to cum so badly, but the idea of pleasing her like this, making her wait, made his breath catch. He nodded slowly, his eyes locked onto hers. "Yes, ma'am," he said, his voice low and steady. "I'll wait."
Anaiah's smile was slow and knowing as she pushed him back onto the couch, straddling his lap. She could feel the hard length of his cock pressing against her through his boxers, and she leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. "Good boy," she murmured, her breath hot against his skin.
"Now, let's see how long you can last."
Shiven's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as she started to grind against him. He could feel every movement, every roll of her hips, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his cock. He groaned, his head falling back against the couch.
"Fuck, Anaiah," he gasped, his voice thick with need. "You're going to make me cum."
She chuckled, a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Not yet, baby," she said, her voice firm. "You promised to be good."
Shiven took a deep breath, trying to regain control of his body.
He could feel the heat of Anaiah's body, the way her breath hitched as she continued to grind against him. He wanted to touch her, to feel her, but he held himself back, waiting for her command.
"Can I touch you?" "Please, Anaiah."
She looked at him, her eyes dark and sultry. "Where do you want to touch me?"
Shiven's gaze flicked down to her breasts, then back up to her face. "Everywhere," he said, his voice steady. "I want to touch every inch of you."
Anaiah bit her lip, her eyes flashing with desire.
"So greedy," she murmured, her fingers tracing the outline of his jaw. "But I like it."
She leaned forward, her lips brushing his ear as she spoke, her voice a soft, teasing whisper. "First, you touch me where I want you to."
Shiven's breath hitched. "Where?"
Anaiah's fingers slid down his chest, her touch sending shivers down his spine. "Here," she said, her voice barely audible.
She guided his hand to her breast, her nipple already hard and aching beneath the thin lace of her bra. Shiven's fingers trembled as he cupped her breast, feeling the weight of it in his palm.
His thumb brushed over her nipple, and Anaiah let out a soft, needy moan. "That's it," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "Touch me like that."
Her fingers slid down his chest, her nails lightly scraping against his skin as she guided his hand to the other breast. Shiven's breath hitched as he repeated the motion, his touch becoming more confident with every stroke. Anaiah's head fell back, her eyes closed as she savored his touch.
"Shiven," she gasped, her voice barely audible. "You're so good at this."
Shiven's confidence grew with her praise. He leaned in, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of her neck.
"I want to hear you say it again," he murmured, his voice low and steady. "Tell me I'm good at this." "You're good at this," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "So good." "I want to hear you scream it," he said, his voice firm. "I want to hear you cum for me."
Anaiah's breath hitched, her body trembling beneath his touch. Make me cum." Her voice was a breathless plea, her fingers tightening around his wrist as she guided his hand lower, down the smooth expanse of her stomach, over the delicate lace of her panties. "Please, Shiven, I can't take it anymore."
Shiven swallowed hard, his pulse racing. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, the way her breath came in quick, shallow gasps. His fingers hovered just above the waistband of her panties, his thumb brushing against the soft skin of her inner thigh. He wanted to touch her, to feel her slickness, but he held back, waiting for her permission.
"You're killing me," Anaiah whispered, her voice rough with need.
"fuck it" anaiah screamed out as she got up off the couch laying down on the bed spreading open her legs her panties jeans sweater everything except her bra disappeared "daddy take off those boxers and come to mommy help her get totally naked for you" she said as she spread her legs even wider making her pussy lips glisten with her arousal.
Shiven's breath caught in his throat, his eyes locked onto the sight before him. Anaiah's body was a vision of perfection, her skin flushed with arousal, her thighs trembling with anticipation. He could see the dark curls of her pubic hair, the way her pussy lips were already swollen and slick with her arousal.
His fingers trembled as he reached for the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down slowly, freeing his aching cock. It sprang free, thick and heavy, the head already glistening with pre-cum.
Anaiah's eyes widened, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she took in the sight of him. "Fuck, Shiven," she breathed, her voice thick with desire. "You're so big."
Shiven's chest swelled with pride at her words, his cock throbbing painfully at the sight of her spread out before him.
"daddy come here fast I can't wait anymore He wanted to touch her, to taste her, but he held himself back, waiting for her command.
"Come here," Anaiah said, her voice low and sultry. "I want to feel you."
Shiven did as he was told, climbing onto the bed and positioning himself between her thighs. He could feel the heat of her body, the way her breath hitched as he settled himself against her. He looked down at her, his eyes locked onto hers.
"now listen don't ask me anything just fuck me please daddy I need you" anaiah said as she reached down and grabbed his cock guiding it to her entrance.
Shiven's breath caught in his throat as he felt the head of his cock press against her slick, hot entrance. He could feel her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Are you sure?"
Anaiah nodded, her eyes dark with desire. I need you inside me."
Shiven didn't need to be told twice. He pushed forward, his cock sliding into her tight, wet heat. Anaiah let out a sharp, breathy moan, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he filled her completely.
"Fuck, you feel so good," she whispered, her voice thick with need.
Shiven's eyes fluttered shut for a moment, savoring the sensation of her tight heat enveloping him. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, her breath coming in short, uneven bursts. He opened his eyes, his gaze locking onto hers. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice hoarse with emotion.
Anaiah's lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. "You're not the only one who can say that," she teased, her hips arching up to meet his thrusts.
Shiven groaned, his body responding instinctively to her movements.
He started to move, his hips thrusting forward in a slow, steady rhythm. Anaiah's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering shut as she savored the sensation of him moving inside her.
"God, you feel so good," she gasped, her fingers digging into his back. "I could get used to this."
Shiven chuckled, his voice low and sultry. "I certainly hope so," he murmured, his lips brushing against her neck. "Because I plan on doing this a lot." "Is that a promise?" she asked, her voice teasing.
Shiven nodded, his thrusts becoming more insistent.
"Yes, it's a promise," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "I want to make you feel like this every day."
Anaiah's breath hitched, her body arching against his. "Every day?" she gasped, her voice barely audible.
"Every morning, every night," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "And every moment in between." She could see the sincerity in his eyes, the way his pupils were dilated with desire.
She wanted to believe him, wanted to let herself sink into this moment, into this connection. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. "Then don't make me wait," she breathed, her voice a mix of need and command.
Shiven's thrusts became more urgent, his body moving with a newfound intensity. He could feel her slick heat enveloping him, the way her muscles clenched around his cock with every movement. His hands slid up her body, gripping her hips as he pulled her closer, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
"Fuck, Shiven," Anaiah gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
Shiven's breath hitched, his body tensing with anticipation. "Not yet," he growled, his voice low and steady. "Not until I say so."
Anaiah's eyes flashed with defiance, but she bit her lip, holding back her orgasm. Shiven's fingers dug into her hips, his thrusts becoming more insistent, more demanding. He could feel the heat building between them, the way her body was trembling beneath his touch.
"Please," she whispered, her voice thick with need. "I can't hold back much longer."
Shiven leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear.
"You can do it, baby," he murmured, his voice low and steady. "You can wait for me." She could feel the heat building inside her, the way her muscles were clenching around his cock. She wanted to cum so badly, but she held back, waiting for his command.
"Good girl," Shiven whispered, his voice thick with desire. "You're doing so well."
His thrusts became slower, more deliberate, as if he was trying to draw out the moment, to make it last as long as possible.
Anaiah's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her body trembling with the effort of holding back. She could feel the heat building inside her, the way her muscles were clenching around him with every movement. "I can't—"
He cut her off with a kiss, his lips pressing against hers in a deep, demanding kiss. She could taste herself on his tongue, the sweetness of her arousal mingling with the saltiness of his skin. His hands slid up her back, gripping her shoulders as he pulled her closer, their bodies moving in perfect sync.
Anaiah's nails dug into his back, her fingers tracing patterns along his skin.
"You're going to make me lose my mind," she gasped against his lips, her voice thick with desperation. "I need you to touch me—*now*—before I explode."
Shiven's control was slipping, but he resisted, his lips brushing the curve of her jaw. "Not yet," he growled, his voice rough with restraint. "I want to hear you scream my name when you cum."
Anaiah let out a frustrated moan, her hips bucking against him. "You're cruel," she whispered, her breath hitching. "But I love it."
Shiven's fingers tightened on her hips, his thrusts growing more deliberate, more *intentional*. He wanted to make her beg.
He wanted to hear her voice break on his name, wanted to feel her body tremble around him as she finally gave in to the pleasure he’d been building inside her. His fingers dug into her hips, his thrusts slow and controlled, each one designed to push her closer to the edge without letting her fall.
"Shiven," Anaiah gasped, her voice trembling, her fingers clutching at his shoulders.
He chuckled, low and dark, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "I’m not done with you yet."
Her breath hitched, her body arching against his as if she couldn’t resist the pull of his touch.
Shiven could feel her muscles clenching around him, her wet heat tightening like a fist around his cock, and he groaned, his control slipping just enough to make him want to bury himself deeper inside her.
"You’re *so* close," he murmured against her ear, his voice rough with restraint. "Let me hear you beg for it."
Anaiah’s fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails scraping lightly against his skin as she fought against the pleasure threatening to consume her. "I *can’t*—" she gasped, her voice breaking, her hips jerking against his.
"I’m going to—*oh god*—"
Shiven’s fingers tightened on her waist, his grip firm but gentle, as if he could physically hold back the storm building inside her. His other hand slid between them, his thumb brushing over her clit in slow, deliberate circles. She was so wet, so ready, her body trembling with the effort of holding back.
"You’re *such* a good girl," he murmured, his voice a dark, velvety purr against her skin. "Let me hear you beg."
Anaiah’s breath came in ragged gasps, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Please—*please*—" she whimpered, her voice raw with need.
Her hips jerked against his, her body betraying her as she tried to hold back. Shiven could feel her trembling, her muscles clenching and releasing around his cock in desperate little pulses.
"Say it," he demanded, his voice a low growl that vibrated against her skin. "Tell me what you want."
Anaiah’s breath hitched. She knew he wouldn’t let her cum until she begged properly, and the thought of it—of how much he wanted to hear her beg—made her wetter. Her fingers tightened around his shoulders, her nails leaving faint red marks on his skin.
"I want you," she gasped, her voice trembling. "I want you to fuck me."
Her fingers digging into his shoulders enough to make him bleed "it's fine baby you can cum now" shiven whispered as he felt her body tense up and then release as she came undone around him her pussy clenching around his cock milking him for every last drop of his cum "fuck yes baby cum inside me" she moaned as she felt his hot cum filling her up "i want to feel it all" shiven groaned as he collapsed on top of her both of them breathing heavily "that was amazing" he said as he rolled off of her onto his back "it was" she agreed as she snuggled up against him "i could get used to this" she said with a smile "i hope you do" he replied as he wrapped his arms around her "because i plan on doing this a lot" she laughed "you better" she said as she kissed him "because i'm not going anywhere" he smiled back at her "good" he said "because i want you to stay here with me forever" she looked up at him her eyes filled with love "i want that too" she said as she kissed him again "but for now let's just enjoy this moment together" he nodded in agreement "yes lets just enjoy this moment together" he said as he pulled her closer to him and they both drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
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**The Next Morning**
The first light of dawn crept through the curtains, painting the room in soft, golden hues. Anaiah stirred, her body still warm from the night before. She turned her head, her fingers brushing against Shiven’s chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breath. He was asleep, one arm draped over her waist, his other hand resting lightly on her hip.
She smiled, tracing the lines of his muscles with her fingertips. The way he’d held back, making her beg—it had been intoxicating. She’d never felt so wanted, so *seen*.
She looked over at him as she noticed his shoulders bleeding . "Shit, Shiven, I'm sorry," she said, her voice soft with concern. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
Shiven stirred, his eyes fluttering open. He looked down at the marks on his shoulders, then back up at her, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Don't be," he said, his voice still heavy with sleep. "I like it. It means you were really into it."
Anaiah blushed, her fingers tracing the marks lightly. "I was," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've never... I've never felt like that before."
Shiven's hand covered hers, his thumb brushing against her skin.
She leaned down sucking the blood off his wound , her tongue flicking over the shallow cuts. "Mmm, you taste sweet," she murmured against his skin, her voice husky with desire. "Like sin and sugar."
Shiven's breath hitched, his fingers tightening around her wrist. "You're a dangerous woman," he growled, his voice low and rough. "You know that, right?"
Anaiah smirked, her eyes dark with amusement. "I know exactly what I'm doing," she purred, her tongue tracing the curve of his collarbone. "And I plan on doing it again."
Shiven's eyes darkened, his gaze locking onto hers.
Anaiah nodded, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs. "It's a guarantee," she said, her voice low and sultry. "But first, I want to take care of you."
She pushed him back against the pillows, her hands exploring his body with a newfound confidence. She could feel the way his muscles tensed beneath her touch, the way his breath hitched as she leaned down, her lips brushing against his chest.
"Tell me what you like," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "Tell me how to touch you."
Shiven's fingers tangled in her hair, his grip firm but gentle.
"I like it when you're in control," he said, his voice low and steady. "But I also like it when you let me take charge." "I can do that," she said, her voice a soft purr. "But only if you tell me what you want."
Shiven's eyes darkened, his gaze locked onto hers. "I want you to ride me," he said, his voice thick with desire. "I want to watch you take what you want."
Anaiah's breath hitched, her body responding instinctively to his words. She could feel the heat building between her thighs, the way her muscles were already clenching in anticipation.
"baby please shh my pussys getting wet again im really tired right now" she said as she tried to get up off the bed but shiven held her down "no baby you don't have to be tired right now you can have more of me" he said as he flipped her over onto her back and climbed on top of her "you're not going anywhere" he said as he kissed her neck and started to grind his hips against her "please daddy i can't take anymore" she moaned as she felt his hard cock pressing against her pussy "you can take it baby" he said as he reached down and grabbed his cock guiding it to her entrance "you're so wet for me" he said as he pushed inside her "fuck yes" she moaned as she felt him fill her up "you feel so good inside me" she said as she wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him deeper inside her "i love the way you feel" he said as he started to move his hips in a slow steady rhythm "i love the way you feel too" she said as she looked up at him her eyes filled with love "i love you" she said as she reached up and grabbed his face pulling him down for a kiss "i love you too" he said as he kissed her back "i want to make you feel good" he said as he started to move his hips faster "i want to make you cum for me" "i want that too" she said as she started to move her hips in time with his " please daddy make me cum" she begged "i will baby" he said as he started to move faster and harder "i can't hold back anymore" she gasped as she felt her orgasm building "i'm going to cum" she whispered "i'm going to cum for you" shiven's eyes darkened, his thrusts becoming more insistent, more demanding. His fingers dug into her hips, his grip firm but gentle, as if he could physically hold back the storm building inside her. "You're so tight," he growled, his voice rough with restraint.
"I can feel every inch of you." His hands slid down to grip her thighs, spreading them wider as he began to move with deliberate, slow strokes. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure through her body, making her hips buck instinctively.
Anaiah’s fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails leaving faint marks on his skin. "Don't stop," she breathed, her voice thick with need. "I don't want you to stop."
Shiven’s eyes darkened as he watched her face, the way her lips parted, her breath quickening. "You’re so beautiful when you’re like this," he murmured, his voice low and tender.
His fingers traced the curve of her collarbone, his touch feather-light, as if he were memorizing every inch of her. "I could watch you forever."
Anaiah’s breath hitched, her body trembling beneath him. "You’re gonna make me—" she gasped, her voice breaking as he thrust deeper, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside her.
Shiven’s control was slipping, but he forced himself to slow down, to savor the moment. "I want to hear you scream my name."
Anaiah’s fingers tangled in his hair, her nails scraping lightly against his scalp.
"fuck I'm cuming daddy I'm cuming all over your cock" she screamed out as she felt her orgasm hit her like a wave crashing over her body her pussy clenching around his cock milking him for every last drop of his cum "fuck yes baby cum inside me" he groaned as he felt her body tense up and then release as she came undone around him "i want to feel it all" she moaned as she felt his hot cum filling her up "i want to feel every drop of you inside me" she said as she looked up at him her eyes filled with love "i love you" she said as she kissed him "i love you too" he said as he kissed her back "i want to stay here with you forever" she said as she snugg led closer to him "i want that too" he said as he wrapped his arms around her pulling her tight against his chest "but for now, let's just enjoy this moment" she whispered "yes, let's enjoy this moment" he agreed as he kissed the top of her head "i want to taste you again" he said as he rolled her onto her stomach and spread her legs apart "i want to see you like this" he said as he knelt between her thighs "i want to see every inch of you" she moaned as she felt his tongue licking her from her asshole to her clit "daddy" she gasped as she felt his tongue flicking over her clit "you taste so good" he said as he continued to lick and suck on her pussy "i want to make you cum again" he said as he slid two fingers inside her pussy and started to finger fuck her while he licked her clit "fuck yes daddy make me cum again" she moaned as she felt her orgasm building again "i'm going to cum again" she gasped as she felt her body tense up "cum for me baby" he said as he felt her pussy clenching around his fingers "i want to feel you cum all over my fingers" she screamed out as she felt her orgasm hit her like a wave crashing over her body her pussy clenching around his fingers milking them for every last drop of her cum "fuck yes daddy i'm cuming" she screamed out as she felt her body release "i love you" she said as she collapsed onto the bed "i love you too" he said as he kissed her back
Anaiah held his cock hard in her hands "baby no I can't anymore can't you just cuddle with me" she said as she tried to push him away but he wouldn't let her go "no baby I want to taste you again" he said as he pulled her back to him and kissed her hard "I want to taste you all over" he whispered against her lips "I want to taste your skin, your hair, your—" he trailed off, his fingers brushing against the faint marks on her inner thighs, the remnants of last night’s passion. "You’re so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I could look at you like this forever."
Anaiah’s breath hitched, her fingers tracing the lines of his chest.
"shiven that all is fine promise me for the next 5 hours no more please baby I'll die" she whispered, her voice barely audible, her body trembling with exhaustion and pleasure.
Shiven chuckled, his fingers gently brushing away the damp hair from her forehead.
"Five hours, huh?" he murmured, his lips brushing against her temple. "You’re a persistent one."
She nodded, her eyes half-lidded with contentment.
"Five hours, no more. I’ll be good," she promised, her voice soft and tired.
Shiven leaned down, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle kiss.
"Deal," he whispered, his voice filled with affection.
"But only if you promise to stay here with me for those five hours. No running away, no disappearing into your own thoughts."
Anaiah smiled softly, her fingers tracing the faint lines of his abs. "I won't go anywhere," she said, her voice warm and sincere. "I like it here with you."
Shiven’s eyes softened as he watched her. "Good," he murmured, his lips brushing the curve of her ear. "Because I like it here too."
The quiet of the room wrapped around them, broken only by their soft breaths and the distant hum of the city outside. Anaiah snuggled closer to Shiven, her head resting on his chest.
*after just 15 minuts* "shiven" she whispered "where's your hand going" she continued as she felt his fingers circling her asshole .
"you're so tight here" he murmured, his voice low and rough. "i want to feel you all around me."
"shiven" she breathed, her fingers digging into his chest. "you can't do that right now. i'm still sore."
"i know" he said, his fingers teasing her entrance. "but i want to make you feel good. i want to make you forget everything else."
Anaiah closed her eyes, her breath hitching as she felt his fingers gently probing her. "shiven" she whispered, her voice trembling.
"i'm not going to hurt you" he said, his voice gentle.
"baby please no I'm really sore" she whispered, her fingers clutching at his chest. "I can't take anything else right now."
Shiven pulled his hand away, his eyes softening with concern. "You're right," he murmured, his thumb brushing away a stray tear that had escaped her eye. "I'm sorry, I got carried away."
Anaiah exhaled shakily, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. She turned her head, her cheek resting against his chest.
"it's okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I just need a moment."
Shiven wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. "Take all the time you need," he said, his voice filled with tenderness.
His hand gently stroked her hair as she lay against him, still catching her breath. "You don't have to rush anything."
Anaiah closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of his body enveloping her. The soft sheets cradled her, and the quiet hum of the city outside was a distant murmur. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.
"Shiven," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I don't think I've ever felt like this before."
He kissed the top of her head, his lips lingering for a moment. "I know," he murmured. "It's new for me too."
She turned her head slightly to look up at him, her eyes searching his face.
"shiven you are thinking about something right... About me?" she whispered, her voice barely a breath against his skin. "I know cause I can feel him against me again" she said as she felt his cock hardening beneath her. "You're not thinking about anything else right now" she said, her fingers tracing the faint lines of his abs, her voice a teasing purr. "Are you?" "I'm thinking about how good you feel," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "How you taste, how you move. I'm thinking about how I want to be inside you again."
Anaiah's breath hitched, her body responding instinctively.
She could feel the heat building between her thighs, her muscles clenching in anticipation. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of surprise and desire. "I thought we were taking a break."
Shiven's fingers traced the curve of her hip, his touch feather-light. "We are," he murmured, his voice low and tender. "But that doesn't mean I can't touch you, taste you."
He leaned down, his lips brushing against her neck, his tongue flicking out to taste her skin. "You're like a drug, Anaiah," he whispered, his voice rough with desire.
"shhh please let's sleep right now" she whispered as she tried to push him away "I'm really tired" she said as she yawned "I can't take anymore right now" she said as she closed her eyes and snuggled up against him "I just want to sleep" she murmured as she felt his arms wrap around her pulling her close to him "okay baby sleep" he said as he kissed the top of her head "I'll be here when you wake up" she smiled softly as she drifted off to sleep in his arms.
**The Next Morning**
The sun streamed in through the window, casting a warm glow over the room.
Shiven was already awake, his eyes fixed on her as she slowly opened them.
"You're staring," she murmured, her voice thick with sleep.
"I can't help it," he replied, his voice low and smooth. "You look beautiful when you're asleep."
Anaiah smiled softly, running her fingers through his hair. "You're just trying to get me back in bed."
Shiven chuckled, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "Maybe. But I'd rather have you here with me."
She pushed herself up on her elbows, looking down at him. "We should probably get up soon.
I have a few things to do today," Anaiah said, her voice still husky from sleep. She stretched her arms above her head, her body still warm and relaxed from the night before.
Shiven watched her, his eyes lingering on the way her muscles moved beneath her skin. "You don’t have to do anything today," he said, his voice firm but gentle. "Stay here with me."
Anaiah smiled, but there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes. "I know, but I have some things to take care of. Work stuff."
"Work can wait," Shiven countered, his fingers trailing down her arm.
"You’ve been through a lot this week. You don’t have to rush back into it."
Anaiah hesitated, her fingers tracing the faint lines of his chest. "I know, but I promised myself I’d get some things done. " Anaiah said, her voice soft but determined. "Besides, I can't just stay in bed all day, no matter how tempting it is." She leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "But I promise, I'll be back before you know it."
Shiven's fingers tightened around her wrist, his eyes darkening. "What if I don't want you to go?" he murmured, his voice low and rough. "What if I want to keep you here, all to myself?"
Anaiah's breath hitched, her body responding to the possessive tone in his voice. "Shiven..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"let's sleep a little more right now just a couple of hours till 11am" she said as she snuggled up against him , her fingers tracing the faint lines of his abs. "I just want to enjoy this moment with you" she murmured, her voice filled with affection.
Shiven smiled softly, his fingers gently stroking her hair. "I love how you wake up," he murmured, his voice warm and tender. "You always look so peaceful."
"Peaceful? I look like I've been run over by a truck," she laughed softly, her eyes still half-closed.
"To me, you look like an angel," he said, his voice sincere. "Soft, warm, and beautiful."
Anaiah blushed, her fingers brushing against his lips.
"You're just saying that because you're tired," she teased, her voice soft and playful. "But I appreciate the compliment."
Shiven chuckled, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheek. "I'm not tired," he said, his voice low and sincere. "I'm just enjoying this moment with you."
Anaiah smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Okay, Mr. Charming," she said, her voice teasing. "But I'm still going to have to get up eventually."
She pushed herself up, stretching her arms above her head. The sunlight streamed through the window, highlighting the faint freckles dusting her shoulders.
Anaiah stretched lazily, her fingers trailing through the sheets as she glanced at Shiven. He was watching her with an intensity that made her heart race.
"Five hours," she whispered, her voice still thick with sleep. "We agreed."
Shiven didn’t move. His eyes never left her face. "I can make it six."
Anaiah laughed softly, shaking her head. "You’re impossible."
"Just say yes," he murmured, his voice low and persuasive.
She rolled onto her side, propping herself up on her elbow. "I have to go to work."
"Then I’ll come with you."
Anaiah raised an eyebrow. "You'd come with me to work? The billionaire boy" she teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "What would people say?"
Shiven shrugged, his fingers tracing the lines of her arm. "Let them talk. I don't care."
Anaiah smiled, her fingers brushing against his. "I appreciate the offer, but I can't have you distracting me all day."
Shiven's eyes darkened, a slow smile spreading across his face. "I can be very... helpful."
Anaiah laughed, shaking her head. "I'm sure you can, but I need to focus today."
Shiven sighed dramatically, flopping back onto the pillows. "Fine"
Anaiah replied "come on baby don't be sad" as she leaned over and kissed him gently on the lips "I'll be back by 3pm" she said as she got up from the bed and started to get dressed "I promise" she added as she looked back at him "I'll be back before you know it" she said as she grabbed her clothes from the floor and headed towards the bathroom "I'll be back" she said again as she closed the door behind her
Shiven watched her leave, his fingers absently tracing the faint lines of the photograph on the nightstand. He could still feel her warmth against him, the way her body had moved beneath his touch.
Shiven exhaled slowly, his gaze drifting to the photograph of Anaiah on the nightstand. The way she looked at him, the way she had responded to him—it was all still fresh in his mind.
The clock on the nightstand read 10:47 AM. He had four hours left until she promised she’d be back.
Shiven sat up, stretching his arms above his head. The sheets were tangled around his waist, and he could still smell her scent on them—something sweet and floral, like jasmine and vanilla. He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to shake off the last remnants of sleep.
He felt his cock harden as he started to jerk off again little, his hand moving slowly up and down his shaft. His eyes remained on the photograph of Anaiah, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders, her lips slightly parted as if she were about to speak.
"Fuck, I miss her already," he whispered, his voice barely audible. His hand moved faster, his grip tightening around his cock. He imagined her scent, the way her body felt against his, the softness of her skin. His other hand slid down to cup his balls, rolling them gently.
He closed his eyes, picturing her face as she had looked this morning, her eyes still half-lidded with sleep, her lips slightly parted. His hand moved faster, his strokes becoming more urgent. As he came all over his hand , he let out a low groan, his body tensing for a moment before relaxing back onto the bed. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. As he slept with his cock still in his hand
*3:05pm* the door creaked open and Anaiah walked in, her long black hair slightly tousled from the wind, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She was dressed in a sleek black dress that hugged her curves perfectly, her heels clicking softly against the wooden floor as she entered the room
She saw shiven laying there his cock in his hands as his cum covered his hand and stomach.
She smiled softly her eyes her eyes sparkling with amusement as she quietly took off her clothes standing in her black lingerie She walked towards him her hips swaying gently as she approached the bed
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