Chapter 537 Her Dirty Mind
Villain Ch 537. Her Dirty Mind
Her lips were gently bitten in contemplation, uncertainty etched across her features. Vivian found herself caught in the moment, contemplating the best course of action. The unexpected revelation left her momentarily flustered, her mind racing with the realization that the morning held surprises of its own.
Vivian's gaze lingered on Allen's half-hard member beneath the blanket. The contours and size, even in its semi-erect state, intrigued her. She noted the substantial yet not overwhelming dimensions, her thoughts involuntarily drifting to the intimate moments they shared the previous night. A hint of a mischievous smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she considered the dynamics of their physical connection.
However, a sudden wave of realization washed over her, bringing with it a blush that deepened with each passing second. Vivian's mind snapped back to attention, her hands instinctively rising to cover her reddening cheeks. A soft, internal scolding echoed in her thoughts, chastising the impish musings that had momentarily taken hold.
'Ahhh! What am I thinking?! Stop thinking dirty things, you horny girl!' she reprimanded herself with a mix of amusement and embarrassment. Vivian recognized the need to redirect her thoughts and regain a sense of composure. The room held a silent acknowledgment of the delicate dance between intimacy and modesty, leaving Vivian to navigate the morning's unexpected revelations with a newfound awareness.
Vivian attempted to redirect her attention, focusing on Allen's face rather than the more intimate details below. However, her gaze seemed to have a mind of its own, betraying her efforts. Instead of meeting Allen's eyes, her vision trailed down, taking in the entirety of his naked form. Muscles defined and contours visible, it was a sight that resonated with the memories of their passionate night.
Her heart responded with an accelerated rhythm, pounding even harder than before. Vivian found herself caught in a delicate dance between modesty and desire. The view before her was an unfiltered glimpse of Allen, a side of him she rarely witnessed. Despite the internal struggle to maintain composure, there was an undeniable appreciation for the visual feast laid out before her.
The play of morning light on his skin accentuated the curves and lines, creating a captivating tableau. Vivian couldn't deny the allure of the exposed form that had shared an intimately entwined space with hers just hours ago. It was a view that sparked a different kind of warmth, a blend of admiration and desire that lingered in the air, inviting her to appreciate the beauty of the moment.
'No! No! No! Stop looking at him like that! That's sexual harassment!' she reminded herself mentally.
Vivian attempted to shake off the captivating allure of Allen's physique, she swallowed hard, feeling a subtle nervousness tighten her throat. Turning her head to the side, she tried to distract herself, averting her gaze from the sight that seemed to have its own magnetic pull. It wasn't the first time she'd encountered an attractive or shirtless man, but Allen's charismatic charm left an indelible mark.
The play of morning light on his skin accentuated the curves and lines, creating a captivating tableau. Vivian couldn't deny the allure of the exposed form that had shared an intimately entwined space with hers last night. It was a view that sparked a different kind of warmth, a blend of admiration and desire that lingered in the air.
'I should prepare breakfast,' she thought, trying to divert her dirty mind, glancing to another side.
Despite her best efforts to focus on mundane thoughts like preparing breakfast, her eyes involuntarily flickered back toward Allen's half-hard member. A blush crept onto her cheeks as she scolded herself for the lingering curiosity. It was as if the air itself carried a playful reminder of the intimate night they had shared.
Vivian's internal struggle intensified as she found herself licking her lips involuntarily. A surge of desire pulsed through her, and she questioned the newfound craving that had taken root in her thoughts. It was a visceral urge, an inexplicable desire to taste him once more.
Lost in the moment, she contemplated the enticing prospect, her mind spiraling into the forbidden fantasies she had been suppressing. The idea of bringing that firm, desirable member into her mouth consumed her thoughts. A subtle heat flushed her cheeks as she grappled with the magnetic allure of the lingering temptation.
The practical part of her brain warned against succumbing to such impulsive desires, but the magnetic pull persisted. Vivian questioned herself, her inner dialogue a tumultuous whirlwind of conflicting emotions. 'Is it wrong to want this? Should I resist or give in?' The internal debate echoed. The simmering desires that tugged at her consciousness.
Surrender to her desire, Vivian brought her lips tantalizingly close to Allen's eager member. The air was thick with desire, charged with an electricity that pulled them both in. She started with a slow, deliberate lick at the tip, a stolen indulgence akin to a child sneaking a forbidden treat.
"Ngh," Allen couldn't help but flinch, a reaction that sent a mumbled protest escaping his lips.
Undeterred, Vivian paused for a moment, absorbing the tension in the room, before succumbing to the intoxicating rhythm once more. She ventured to taste him again, each deliberate stroke echoing the building passion between them.
Once…
Twice…
Thrice…
Allen's responses, a symphony of groans and breathless murmurs, fueled the fire within her. And she loved his taste. As Vivian continued her exploration, Allen's breath quickened, and the audible evidence of his arousal grew. His member, under her skillful touch, responded with a captivating dance of its own, growing harder and more substantial with each passing moment.
Yet, amidst the whirlwind of sensations, Allen, lost in the throes of pleasure, began to regain a sliver of consciousness. His eyelids fluttered open, revealing a gaze heavy with desire as he observed Vivian engrossed in her daring act. "Vivian, what are you doing?" he managed to utter, his voice a blend of curiosity and surrender.
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