CHAPTER 243: CHAPTER 243 PASSION UNLEASHED

Caroline’s POV

Draven leaned back against the sofa, his hand sliding beneath the tiny scrap of lace he’d just given me. His sexy smile sent fire through my veins as his fingers began gliding up and down my slick folds, making me even wetter. Each time his fingertips circled my clit on their upward journey, I couldn’t suppress my moans.

He teased me mercilessly, building my arousal to nearly unbearable heights. On his final downward stroke, he suddenly thrust two fingers deep inside me, causing my inner muscles to contract around him as pleasure shot through me. When he withdrew his fingers, he brought them to his mouth and sucked them clean, his eyes closing as he groaned with satisfaction.

"Caroline, I’ll never tire of this," he murmured. "You taste better than any dessert." He reached for the remaining cake, feeding me a piece before taking one himself, his intense violet eyes never leaving mine.

After we finished the last of the chocolate, Draven set the plate aside and pulled me into a scorching kiss. He kissed me hard, sucking my lips and tongue like he couldn’t get enough. Heat spread through me, making my skin tingle and leaving me trembling with need.

With each thrust of his tongue, he rocked his hips beneath me, increasing the pressure and friction between us. I was teetering on the edge of release when he abruptly stopped everything, standing me up and tugging my dress back into place.

"Hey!" I protested, frustrated by the denial of my impending orgasm. "You said you were going to finish what we started!"

"And I will," Draven promised, rising to his feet and dropping a quick kiss on my cheek. "But I never specified how..." With a wicked grin, he took my hand and led me through the living room to his home office.

Inside, I froze for a second,he’d transformed the space.

A soft white carpet stretched near the balcony, the cool night air brushing against my skin. Shiny, colorful cushions were scattered on the floor, and two lamps gave the room a warm, intimate glow.

Draven let go of my hand, kicked off his shoes, and sank onto the cushions. One leg stretched out, the other bent, his eyes already on me.

"Undress for me," he commanded softly, "but keep your new underwear on."

I smiled at his request as he grabbed a remote and selected a song from our honeymoon playlist—a slow, sensual melody that instantly transported me back to those perfect, passion-filled days.

Closing my eyes, I began swaying to the rhythm, losing myself in the music. Slowly, I turned my back to him and unzipped my dress. Rather than letting it fall, I deliberately slid it upward while turning to face Draven again.

I pulled the dress over my head and tossed it toward the balcony door. After dancing for a few more moments, I turned again and, looking at him over my shoulder, unhooked my bra. When I turned back to face him, I held the garment in place with one arm while using my other hand to slide the straps down one shoulder at a time.

Finally, I removed the bra completely and threw it to Draven, who caught it with a smile and brought it to his face, inhaling deeply.

Still moving to the music, I slipped off my heels one at a time. I walked to where Draven reclined and placed one foot on his raised knee. Leaning forward slightly, I began slowly rolling down my thigh-high stocking, removing it completely before tossing it aside.

Draven traced one finger along my ankle, sending an electric current through my body that intensified the throbbing between my thighs, dampening the already wet panties even further.

His gaze burned as I switched legs, placing my other foot on his knee and slowly sliding off the second stocking. I turned to face him, licking my lips.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I straddled his hips and kissed him hard. Before he could react, I grabbed his black shirt by the collar and pulled. The rest popped off as the fabric gave way.

Draven slipped his fingers into my underwear and pulled sharply, breaking the thin rhinestone strap as the garment tore away in his hands, his smile turning triumphant.

I placed my palms against his chest as he opened and lowered his pants, freeing his erection.

He positioned himself at me, teasing slowly, circling me until I was trembling and gasping.

When he moved downward again, I took matters into my own hands, lowering myself onto him in one swift motion, taking him completely inside. I paused, feeling him completely, the perfect fit between us.

Draven sighed contentedly and expertly flipped us over, positioning himself above me. He kissed my chin tenderly before whispering against my ear, "You’re so beautiful and amazing."

He began moving within me with slow, teasing thrusts while kissing me in the same rhythm, perfectly synchronizing the movements. Gradually, he increased his pace and shifted his attention to my breasts, lavishing them with his mouth—kissing, licking, sucking, and gently nipping at the sensitive flesh.

The combination of sensations quickly sent me spiraling into my first climax, moaning beneath him as waves of pleasure washed over me. Draven didn’t pause, continuing his movements and attention to my breasts as our passion intensified.

"Now, my angel," he whispered against my ear, his voice rough with desire, "I’m going to love you properly."

Draven lifted my legs, folding me nearly in half as he supported himself on my thighs. He began moving faster and more powerfully, reaching deeper inside me with each thrust. I could feel another orgasm building rapidly as he filled me completely.

When he reached between us to circle my sensitive bud with his fingers, I tightened around him involuntarily, drawing a deep groan from his throat.

"Draven!" I cried out as an intense climax ripped through me, my entire body trembling as I contracted around him.

"Caroline, you’re incredible," he groaned. "I can’t hold back when you respond like this." With a final, powerful thrust, he joined me in ecstasy, filling me with his warmth as his release triggered another aftershock of pleasure that had me seeing stars.

Afterward, Draven lay back among the cushions and pulled me on top of him, kissing me tenderly and murmuring words of love against my lips. As our breathing began to calm, he whispered into my ear, "Our night just begins, my angel."