Chapter 24: Intoxicating.

Warning: Explicit scene ahead. Skip when you feel uncomfortable.

Dua spent the whole day thinking of a new plan as her previous plan had been foiled. She couldn't believe that Steven would actually do the things he hates.

Night fell and after a long hard thought, an idea popped into her head. "Steven is a man of principle, and most principled men despise women who throw themselves cheaply at men," she said to herself. "Brace yourself knucklehead for what is about to hit you," she smirked.

"But how do I do it?" She sighed. "I don't know how to seduce a man."

She grabbed her phone and searched on the internet, "how to seduce a man?"

After careful reading and understanding of the tips she found on the internet, she got ready for action.

She went into the bathroom and soaked herself in the bathtub filled with lavender, scented oils, and flowers. After a nice bath she dressed herself in a short see through silk red nightgown. Moisturized her skin with scented oil and brought her hair to one side of her shoulder, revealing her collarbone.

Checking out herself, she nodded in satisfaction and proceeded out of the bedroom. She couldn't bring herself to do what she's about to do, so she went first to the wine cellar and drank a good quantity of wine to provide her with the boldness she needed. Then she went back into the bedroom and brushed her teeth and put some mouth spray so Steven wouldn't suspect that she was drunk. She reached the door of Steven's study and sighed, "can't believe I'm doing this."

"But anything for my freedom," she consoled herself and went in.

"What are you doing here?" Steven said coldly.

"Do you have eye defects?" She asked. Steven was wearing a pair of transparent glasses that looked medicated.

"Answer me, will you?" She demanded.

"I don't have eye defects. They're protective lenses to protect my eyes from UV rays since I work with screens a lot," he replied to avoid another argument and Dua's mouth formed an "oh." But she was lost in his beauty. The glasses added an extra theme to his beauty, making him look cute.

"Why are you here?" He asked, sounding her out.

"To get you to the bedroom so you can have a good night sleep," she replied.

Steven scoffed, finally looking up from what he was doing and he unconsciously swallowed. All through the time he spoke with her, he didn't take his eyes off his laptop. She looked so alluring to him and he could see all her features clearly. He quickly looked down, recollecting himself.

"And since when did you become so nice?" He said with sarcasm.

"I am a nice person. It's you who doesn't understand me," she smiled, striding towards him in a composed way.

She sat on his table and leaned over to him, her gown leaning with her, bringing her boobs in display. "We're a couple, we should sleep together," she said seductively.

"Leave my study." Steven said, trying hard to resist her but she ruined everything by moving from his table to sitting on his legs. In that swift moment, he could feel himself harden. But she didn't stop there, she brought her face close to his, her fingers caressing his face and with a voice as smooth as silk she spoke, "I'm not leaving here without you."

"Fuck! She even smells intoxicating." Steven cursed silently.

He took in a deep breath, and with 100% of his self-control, he peeled her off him. He held her hand and dragged her out if his study and shut the door before he would do something he shouldn't.

He went back to his seat and tried to continue working but he couldn't, Dua's intoxicating scent refused to leave the room and her image kept popping in front of him, igniting a fire inside of him. He cursed over and over again, when he could no longer hold it in, he left his study.

Meanwhile in the bedroom, Dua giggled excitedly in bed as she played a game on her phone. She was happy thinking she had accomplished her mission, seeing the way Steven dragged her out of his study.

The door flew open and Steven walked in, his faced masked with his emotions as always. He strode to his side of his bed and took of his wristwatch and glasses, placing them on his bedside drawer. "Here comes the explosion." Dua thought, but she didn't expect his next action.

Steven climbed on her, his lips crashing on hers in a rough yet deep and passionate kiss.

Dua was too stunned to react so she stayed still. But the wine soon intoxicated her senses and she responded to his kiss. She rolled over him, kissing him hard and wild.

Soon Steven recollected himself, breaking the kiss. But drunk Dua ruined his recollection and pressed her lips on his again. Her warmth engulfing him, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Knucklehead...,” she quivered, his defenses and control shattering. Every logical thought fled, his mind filled with her intoxicating scent and the heat radiating from her body.

He switched their positions putting her under him as he tore off her nightgown, her whole body coming in view. “God, you’re beautiful,” he breathed, feeling exhilarated and lost in her alluring beauty. She smiled at the compliment, her cheeks flushing with delight and desire.

Her hands moved over his muscular chest, her fingers undoing the buttona of his shirt and he let her as he feasted his eyes on her body. He captured her face between his hands and kissed her again. This time, it was deep and consuming. Dua melted against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Every kiss turned into a fierce exploration as he mapped the curve of her body with his lips, from her collarbone, down to the delicate swell of her breasts. He took in one of her breasts in his mouth, wrapping her with its warmth and pleasured her other breast with his hand, making her moan out.

"Steven..." she was forced to moan out his name that made him go wild. He peppered her stomach down with kisses down to her entrance.

He stuck his tongue in her already wet entrance, sending her hot waves. She pulled his face from her entrance, kissing him and tasting herself on his tongue. She throbbed hard and Steven knew she was close. He undid his pants, unleashing his hard member, inserting it in her tight entrance. "You're tight," he said, his voice hoarse with pleasure.

He went in further into her and she winced in pain a little. In that split moment, he realized she's a virgin which surprised him. Diane he knew isn't a virgin. Although he never had sex with her, but he knows of her deeds.

He waited for her to adjust to his size and then slowly he began to move in her. Then increasing his speed slowly until they orgasmed together, melting against each other.