Chapter 126 | November 15th | Afterparty ❤️

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Timeline - November 15th | ( Next Morning )

In a haze of semi-drunken passion, Matthew pulled Eko close, his lips crashing against hers with an intensity that left no room for hesitation. His tongue delved deeper into her parted lips, exploring every inch of her sweet, cherry-flavored mouth with a fierce hunger, tasting her like a man starved for something only she could give.

The feel of her tongue against his ignited a primal fire deep within him, a raw, instinctual urge compelling him to pull her down on top of him. His hands roamed over her back, feeling the heat of her skin through the thin fabric of her dress, the softness of her curves beneath his fingertips. Their laughter bubbled up between kisses, a wild, carefree sound that filled the room, mingling with the rising storm outside.

They had just returned from the birthday celebrations, the wee hours of the morning still cloaked in darkness, the world around them quiet and still, as if holding its breath. This was what they had been waiting for all night—for each kiss, each touch, to be a lightning bolt in the electrified air between them. Their ridiculous flirting, constant laughter, and unapologetic glances at one another had spoken volumes of their drunken happiness, an unspoken understanding that tonight, they were all that mattered.

Eko's fingers threaded through his soft, unruly hair, sending electric shivers down Matthew's spine. Her touch was both tender and possessive, exactly the way he loved it from her, because her passion matched the storm that brewed within him. Outside, they heard the early pitter-patter of rain, the grey clouds splitting open to unleash a tempest over Allegiant. Suddenly, without warning, the heavy rain belted against the glass windows, creating a symphony of nature's fury that perfectly mirrored the intensity of their sexual hunger.

Matthew's hands tightened around her waist, pulling her closer still, as if proximity alone could quench the fiery need coursing through him. Eko's other hand roamed his solid chest, slipping under his shirt to trace the contours of his chiseled muscles, her fingers leaving trails of heat in their wake. His lips trailed along the nape of her neck, each kiss drawing out a delicious moan of excitement from her. Eko gripped the fabric of his collared shirt, tearing at it hungrily. The buttons scattered across the room as she eagerly stripped it off him, her desperation to have him consuming her.

His hands then traveled up her sides, grabbing the ends of her dress and pulling it over her head in one swift motion. With her body now fully exposed, his hands caressed every inch of her, savoring the warmth and smoothness of her skin. Her nipples hardened under his thumbs, sending waves of pleasure through her body that made her gasp. He craved the feel of her bare skin against his, the soft curves of her perky breasts all to himself.

Eko continued to hungrily explore every inch of his skin, her hands roaming with a desperation. The contrast between the heat of his lips and the coolness of his breath as he kissed down her neck sent shivers of pleasure through her. When his teeth grazed her collarbone, a sharp, thrilling sensation surged through her, igniting every nerve in her body.

Their movements became more frantic, more desperate, as they surrendered to the raw, primal need that had been building all night. Before Matthew could fully comprehend what was happening, Eko's expert fingers unbuttoned his pants, freeing him from the confines of his clothing. She yanked them off with a sense of urgency, her breath quickening as she tore his black collared shirt the rest of the way off, the fabric yielding to her fervor. With a determined push, she guided him back onto the bed, feeling his fingers slide between her legs, then in-between her sex, locating the source of all her arousal.

Rolling the swollen pearl beneath his thumb, he persisted despite her fingers digging into his chest, leaving faint red marks. Matthew watched with satisfaction as she gasped and moaned his name in sweet ecstasy, her body responding to his every touch. His mouth descended on hers, devouring her hungrily.

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