Lustful Paradise

Chapter 170: He Has To Play Mr. Good Guy, Doesn't He?

As Eva made her way up the stairs, her heart raced with anger and frustration. She couldn't believe how easily James had dismissed her feelings and desires. It was as if he didn't care about their relationship at all, and that thought made her blood boil.

She knew that James had come from a wealthy and privileged background. He grew up with everything handed to him on a silver platter, never having to face any real challenges or obstacles in life.

But as she stormed through the hallway, she wondered how someone like James could be so weak and afraid to take a chance on love.

It seemed ridiculous to her that he was willing to let their relationship drift away because of his fear of taking risks.

As she reached her apartment, she slammed the door shut behind her, not caring about waking up her mother, who was probably already asleep in the other room.

In a fit of frustration, Eva kicked off her shoes, tossing them aside carelessly. She paced back and forth across the living room floor, her bare feet sinking into the soft carpet.

With every step, she felt the anger bubbling up inside her like lava, threatening to explode at any moment. She couldn't believe James's audacity to reject her advances once again.

'Am I not sexy enough to tempt him? What does he see in me?' Eva wondered.

With a growl of frustration, Eva yanked her t-shirt over her head, exposing her full and voluptuous breasts, which were covered by a thin layer of black bra that struggled to contain their size. Her nipples strained against the delicate fabric as she moved, making it difficult for her to forget about James's refusal to give her what she wanted.

As she reached down to unbutton her denim shorts, she could feel the tension in her muscles and the ache in her core from the stress of the situation. With a swift motion, she pushed her shorts down, revealing her toned legs and the tiny black thong that hugged her hips.

She could feel her arousal growing as she thought about how unfair it was for James to keep her waiting like this, to keep denying her the pleasure she craved.

So when she stood in front of a full-length mirror, wearing nothing but her underwear, Eva couldn't help but feel frustrated and angry at her own body. She knew she was attractive, but the way James made her feel about herself was infuriating.

Eva took in her appearance in the mirror. Her body was curvy and voluptuous, with ample breasts and thick thighs that seemed to be begging for attention. She could see the way her hips flared out from her waist and the way her skin glowed in the soft light of the room.

"I am sure any normal man would want to fuck such a sexy girl like me. But not James... He has to play Mr. Good Guy, doesn't he?" Eva whispered to herself, feeling a mixture of frustration and anger at James's reluctance to take their relationship to the next level. "Damn him and his stupid rules."

Despite her frustration, Eva couldn't deny that her body was reacting to her thoughts of sex with James. She could feel a tingling sensation between her legs as her arousal grew, and she knew that if she were with anyone but James, she would have been able to satisfy her desires by now.

"Oh, James, I want you," Eva moaned as she slipped her fingers beneath the delicate fabric of her thong, pulling it aside and revealing her most intimate area.

Her mound was smooth and hairless, glistening with arousal, and the lips of her pussy were swollen and pink, inviting and ready for attention.

Eva's eyes closed as she slid her hand between her legs, finding her clit and rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles. She could feel her own wetness slickening her fingers as she worked herself into a frenzy, imagining that it was James's tongue, his fingers, his cock teasing her, filling her, taking her to new heights of pleasure.

She arched her back as she moved her fingers faster and faster, her breath coming in short gasps as she felt herself getting closer and closer to release. Her breasts heaved with each ragged breath, and she reached up with her other hand to pinch and roll her nipples between her fingertips after pulling her bra aside, the sensation adding to the intense pleasure building inside of her.

"Yes... yes... oh god!" Eva cried out as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, leaving her trembling and weak.

As Eva climaxed, she couldn't help but think about how much better it would be to have James there with her. This again frustrated her that he was unwilling to take their relationship to the next level and that he didn't seem to understand how much she needed and wanted him.

But at that moment, all she could focus on was the pleasure washing over her, the release that she had been craving for so long. She knew that self-pleasure was nothing compared to what it would feel like to have James inside her, his body moving against hers in a passionate embrace.

Suddenly, she heard her mom's sharp scream from the next room.

It startled Eva out of her reverie. Her eyes snapped open, and she pulled her hand out from between her legs, her heart pounding in her chest.

After adjusting her bra back over her breasts and pulling her panties back in place, Eva rushed towards her mom's bedroom.

She was still reeling from the intensity of her orgasm, her body sensitive and aching, and the sudden interruption had left her feeling disoriented and shaken.

When she reached the door to Sasha's bedroom, Eva hesitated for a moment before pushing it open.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw her mother lying with her head on her pillow and her ass raised in the air, getting pounded hard by a big cock.