Chapter 58: You're Not Allowed to Move (Fever Play)

Someone who was usually dominant occasionally showing vulnerability unintentionally becomes an invitation that is extremely confusing.
Steven kissed her again, slowly sucking on her lips. His fingers slid to the buttons of her shirt at her chest, undoing most of them, and he reached in to hold and squeeze.
The feeling of her breasts was smooth and full in his hand, and he couldn't control himself from adjusting angles and intensities to touch and massage them.
Occasionally, he lightly patted them, causing her tender flesh to quake and tremble, and making him even harder.
He had her sit up, allowing her to straddle his leg, and he kissed her cheek and chin before slowly descending downwards.
Monica's shirt was still on, hanging messily on her body with most of the buttons undone. The collar on one side slipped off her shoulder and hung down on her arm, revealing a large area of skin on her chest.
The sheer fabric partially covered the pale skin with red marks, creating a restrained and tempting beauty.
He held her legs and pulled them towards himself, positioning them intimately between his own legs.
His erect penis pressed against the center of her legs without any barriers. He held onto his shaft and slowly teased her entrance with the glans, occasionally slapping it forcefully, causing her to whimper and tighten her muscles.
Soon, she became wet and sensitive.
When it was almost time, he reached for a condom from the bedside drawer.
Monica glanced at it and felt dizzy. "Why is the whole drawer full of them?"
"I've been prepared since the last time you came over. We'll need them eventually, especially when you move in."
He licked and nibbled at the skin on her chest, leaving faint marks. "It's best if we do it every day once you move in."
"What moves in..." Monica was confused by his response. "Who said anything about moving in?"
Of course, Steven would not tell her about his plans at this stage, so he did not respond.
Instead, he suckled her chest a few more times, leaving wet kisses. Then he held onto her waist, pressed his penis against her entrance, and slowly inserted it.
Monica's attention was quickly disrupted by his actions, and she no longer had the capacity to consider his previous statement. She tightly wrapped her legs around his waist, gasping deeply as he thrust into her.
"Mmm..."
Due to his fever, his breathing was slightly heavy today, which created a strong contrast compared to his usual self-restraint.
"Don't squeeze so tight..." He rubbed her waist. "Let me go deeper, baby."
"I can't control that..." Her waist felt numb, and the sensation of being penetrated by the thick and hard penis was both numb and unbearable. It caused her to continuously contract her lower abdomen uncontrollably.
In addition to the woman-on-top position, it made it difficult for him to continue penetrating.
Steven hoarsely said, "Kiss me."
"...What?"
He repeated, "Kiss me."
Monica looked up at him and met his deep gaze. His pupils were pitch black, clearly reflecting her appearance. The focused and mesmerizing gaze was like a whirlpool, trying to pull her into the center of the storm.
Being stared at by that kind of gaze, she was slightly enchanted.
After hesitating for a moment, she leaned closer to him, slowly touching his lips and gently brushing against them a few times.
But clearly, that was not what Steven wanted.
He said, "Open your mouth and stick your tongue in."
Usually, he was the one who took the initiative, but this time he insisted that she do it.
Monica extended the tip of her tongue to touch his lips, and he opened his teeth in response. She then went inside.
The moment their tongues touched; an electrifying sensation spread up her spine.
She lightly licked a few times, her breath becoming erratic. However, Steven remained motionless, indicating that he wanted her to be more active and do more.
Monica was tempted to give up, but before she could pull back, he firmly held the back of her head and brought her back in, their lips and tongues stirring gently, causing a pleasurable gasp.
She had no choice but to cradle his face and follow, the way of kissing, entangled and probing inside.
She has never taken the initiative in kissing, so her actions lack any method. She only randomly sucks and licks his tongue, scraping against the soft flesh of his upper palate, creating a sticky sound.
Steven closed his eyes and enjoyed it, suddenly leaning back.
The lingering lips and tongues were instantly separated, pulling apart a damp, fragile silver thread, swaying and almost breaking.
She instinctively leaned forward, her lips and tongue chasing after him, entwining his tongue while her fingers tightened around his neck, tilting her head back and pressing tightly against him, giving him a deep, wet kiss.
It was completely initiated by her.
He couldn't resist anymore.
Steven responded with even more intense and deeper sucking, almost completely robbing her of her breath.
He kissed her so fervently that Monica's lips were open, the root of her tongue feeling numb from his sucking, and she couldn't even control her saliva, continuously making sounds.
He was very patient, kissing her while rubbing her clitoris, continuing to push his partially inserted penis into her vagina.
Monica was trembling from the kiss and, combined with the continuous stimulation of her clitoris, her body quickly softened.
She relaxed under his touch and he thrust his waist forward, going deeper into her.
Until his entire length was buried inside her, the erect penis twitched within the soft flesh.
His Adam's apple rolled as he pressed against her waist and pushed upwards, until it was impossible to move any further inside her, completely filling her without any gaps.
Only then did he satisfy his desire and stop his motion.
As the deepest part was suddenly thrust into, a feeling of fullness spread through her vagina.
At the same time, the entire vaginal canal was tightly squeezed and filled, creating a tingling sense of pleasure that surged up from her lower abdomen.
Monica couldn't help but let out a moan, releasing his lips and ending this mind-boggling, intense deep kiss.
Her thin lips were left moist from the kiss. Steven pursed his lips, still savoring the taste, clearly relishing the passionate kiss initiated by her.
"Baby, you're amazing," he said in a hoarse voice, speaking lewdly as desire and intense heat drove him.
"You're so skilled, both on top and bottom."
Monica overcame the bone-melting sensation and then realized the embarrassing nature of his words. Unable to control herself, she leaned forward and bit his lips discontentedly.
Between their movements, the intimately connected union caused friction as the shaft rubbed against the stretched folds of her vagina.
The surge of pleasure instantly spread, igniting brilliant fireworks display in her mind, traveling up her spine.
Steven held onto her waist, slightly bent his legs, and forcefully thrust upwards. Her body moved, falling with gravity, and the penis reinserted itself, causing a heavy thudding sound and dripping with wetness.
Her panting and moaning voice lost focus from that thrust, gradually regaining consciousness, and she inadvertently noticed that he was looking at her.
The two of them didn't say anything, silently gazing at each other, as the tingling pleasure from their entangled bodies spread throughout their limbs and made Monica's cheeks blush.
Steven tightened his hand around her waist, ready to continue, but Monica held him back.
"You said for me to take charge."
Seeing his lips moving, Monica was afraid he would refuse, so she covered his mouth with her hand.
"You're not allowed to move."
"Okay." His voice was muffled in her palm.
He looked at her with his dark and deep eyes. She let go of his hand and kissed him on the lips again.