42. I guess this means no blowjob.

**Eve**

Eve sat in the car looking out the window, avoiding Eros. She hated how he teased her and left her hanging, burning in need for his touch. Just the mere thought of having sex, sent shivers down her spine. Eros turned the steering wheel, driving off from the main road, into the forest area.

"Where are we going?" she asked, still avoiding looking at him. She was frustrated; the atmosphere in the car became rather tense.

"I have some business to deal with," he acted like he didn't care, as if he was unaffected by the need.

"Okay, but why are we driving there? This road looks kind of shady." Eve bit her bottom lip, clenching the bottom of her shirt, imagining scenarios from horror movies she had watched.

"This is the shortcut, there's nothing to be afraid of, kitten," Eros placed his large hand on her thigh, trying to make her feel more at ease. Needless to say- it didn't help her at all. The fear faded, yet her need for physical contact grew. Who would have guessed that the innocent girl would turn into a nymphomaniac so quickly?

"Can you think of anything besides sex? You're distracting me from driving," Eros growled.

"I'm not thinking about sex, you freak," Eve snapped back.

"Keep denying it; it's not like I've been gifted with heightened senses, and I can't smell your arousal from miles away. I could swear on my life that if my hand slid just a little bit up your thigh, my fingers would be drenched in your juices," his eyes were fixed on the road, hand slowly sliding up, just like he said, teasing Eve even more. She kept her mouth shut, afraid to show how much she wanted him. When the tips of his fingers neared her sex, Eve moaned involuntarily. A wicked grin grew on his lips as he parked the car on the side of the road. She looked around nervously before her gaze landed on Eros. He unbuckled his seatbelt and turned his body to face Eve. One of his hands was still placed on the steering wheel, while the other pointed down. Eve's eyes followed to where he was pointing, and she gasped. He wore simple sweatpants, which now looked like a tent around his crotch area.

"Please, do tell me more about how you aren't turned on. I'm willing to find out more, especially seeing that my dick is building a fucking tent from my pants. I. Can. Smell. Your. Arousal. Eve." The last sentence sounded dangerous. His jaw clenched, a vein on his neck popping out visibly.

"Alright, maybe I am a little turned on. Don't blame me; it's all your fault," she turned her face aside, crossing her arms in front of her chest, which only showed off her large breasts even more.

"How is it my fault?"

"Simple. One, we started something that we couldn't finish because you have more important things to do. Second, your presence alone does funny things to my body and it acts on its own, I cannot control it," she groaned, turning her body away from him even more. Eros growled, reaching for Eve. His fingers tangled in her hair, yanking her towards him. His hold was rough, yet Eve found herself enjoying his animalistic side more than fearing it. His eyes were focused on hers, his nostrils widened, and breathing became more frantic.

"Do not dare to say that ever again. Do. Not. Fucking. Dare," he spoke through clenched teeth, obviously pissed off.
"You can blame me for fucking earthquakes for as much as I care, but don't you ever dare to even think anything is more important to me than you are. There is only you and nothing more. You don't have to act like a bratty bitch just because I didn't fuck you."
Eve's eyes widened, his words were harsh and aggressive, but truthful. She wanted to object but decided to keep quiet. The only reaction he got from her was a slight nod. Eros pulled her face closer and crashed his lips on hers. Eve gave in to the kiss instantly, unbuckling her seatbelt to get closer to him. He let go of her hair, grabbed her hips, and pulled her onto his lap, groaning in the kiss as she started grinding herself against his hard cock.
"Ever heard a saying- save the horse, ride a cowboy?" Eros questioned her, breaking the kiss for a moment. The look on Eve's face was priceless- so confused, yet at the same time so cute.

"No, I haven't," she spoke sincerely. Eve wanted Eros, especially now, when he had touched her, yet she wasn't sure she would ever be brave enough to ride him.

"You know, I like your idea of wearing the skirt," he outlined the bottom of her skirt, rolling it up, just a bit. "I don't have to destroy clothes to see that delicate body of yours. All I have to do is roll it up and take you." Eve gulped loudly; she was dripping, his swollen cock next to her hot pussy. She looked down and covered her mouth with a palm, after noticing his now drenched sweatpants. Eros followed her gaze and chuckled.

"You've been a very naughty kitty. It looks like I'll have to spank you again." Eros whispered in her ear, grabbing her ass tightly.

"Eros, please," Eve begged. She leaned into his neck and bit onto his skin, earning a deep growl from him.

"That's it, fuck the meeting. Get in the back, now!" Eros demanded, nearly throwing Eve into the back of the car himself. She grinned, instantly doing as she had been told to. Eve squeezed through the car seats, watching Eros getting out of the car, slamming the door violently, and getting into the back next to her. A wave of courage flashed over her. Without waiting for his commands or orders, Eve took off her shirt and rolled the skirt up. She bit her lip, proudly showing off her half nude body.

"Damn, kitty, look at you. So impatient and needy, almost doing everything on your own."
Eve smiled, turned around and dropped onto her knees. She pressed her breasts against the leather car seat and raised her ass up in the air.

"Is this how you want me?" She looked at the shocked Eros, over her shoulder. For a moment, he froze in confusion. Since when was Eve was so bold, taking the control? Not that he'd ever dare to complain, he very much enjoyed this new attitude of hers.

"More than anything," Eros groaned, slowly taking his pants off, caressing his stiff member. "I'm not sure you are ready for this though, there's a big difference between making love and fucking, kitten. I don't want to hurt you," he sighed, admitting his deepest fear.

"Take me, daddy," Eve challenged him, her cheeks burning after the words left her parted lips. She couldn't talk sexy, she couldn't make herself sound arousing, but she could try to use tricks which she found out from her former best friend. Those three words had gotten her friend laid a lot of times, and since Eve was burning in need, she hoped it would affect Eros enough to slam into her without mercy.

"What did you just say?" Again, Eve managed to shock him. He was sure there was a little vixen hidden in her body, begging to be set free.

"You didn't like it? I'm sorry, I thought... My friend once told me that men love when a woman speaks like that. It won't happen again, I promise," Eve admitted, ashamed, still lying in the same position. Just as she was about to straighten up and get dressed, Eros grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head up.

"You may refer to me as a daddy, as long as I'm the only one," he warned. Eros didn't bother to wait for her answer; instead, he slammed into her with such force her body nearly fell over. His thrusts were fast, full of power, rough, and not a single glimpse of the gentle Eros she had known so far. His cock stretched her tight walls, the sensation didn't hurt but it nearly made her come right on the spot.

"So tight," Eros rasped, letting a part moan, part growl escape his lips. He landed his hand on her ass, slapping it, then gripping onto it tightly. With each thrust, he drew closer, making Eve take more of his cock inside her. Ecstasy shot through Eve's body from the pressure of his rigid flesh and the friction of him filling her. Eros let go of her hair, allowing it to drop and frame Eve's face. He stopped his movements, taking in a deep breath.

"Take me," Eve moaned, unable to wait longer, she burned in need.

"Fuck!" Eros snarled and drove inside her to the hilt. Eve yelped, throwing her head back, her nails digging into the leather seat. She moved against him, eagerly trying to meet each of his thrusts.

"Don't stop," Eve moaned out, hazed by the state of euphoria only Eros could take her to.

"I couldn't stop even if I tried. You got me Eve, both sides of me." He nearly withdrew from her entirely, then slammed back inside. His powerful body dominated hers; he fucked her forcefully- fast and deep. Eve gladly gave herself to the sensation. She came, screaming out his name, as Eros roared out. His hips slowed for a few thrusts, and then he started moving again. It drove Eve insane. Eros pounded in and out of her pussy, fucking her with an intensity that should have scared her. But she wanted more. His hands gripped her hips to hold back as she tried to push back to keep urging him on.
"Eve, fuck, don't play with me," Eros growled. The truth was, she didn't understand how dangerous a game she was playing with him. Eros didn't use protection, way too eager to slam into her, forgetting about such a crucial thing. Eve didn't care; her mind was overtaken by lust, rational thinking long gone.

"More!" Eve couldn't stop; she couldn't even put her mind to why she was so eager for sex and why she needed so much. His response was to start thrusting inside her again, slower, seeming to want to torture her. Eve gripped the seat and shoved back, slamming him inside her deep, almost instantly reaching the climax. Eros howled as he came, his release triggered yet another orgasm for her, a completely different kind of orgasm. Eve slumped against the seat, panting, and finally, her mind cleared. The need for more slowly faded.

"Eve, are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Eros sounded alarmed, grabbing her weak body, and pulling her into his lap.

"I'm okay, just a little tired," she sighed, closing her eyes.

"I'll take care of you, rest baby," Eros moved her hair away from the forehead and pressed a gentle kiss on it. His arms wrapped around her body in a protective matter, holding his mate tightly. He watched her fall asleep, wondering what had gotten into her and how the seemingly weak human was taking him in so good. His dick twitched at the thought, yet he ignored it, looking at her calm, sleeping form. He grabbed the blanket from under the driver's seat and wrapped Eve into it, carefully placing her onto the back seat. He yanked on his sweatpants and went back to the driver's seat. Instead of driving forward, he turned the car around and drove back home.

"I guess this means no blowjob," he whispered and chuckled, amusing himself.