"You don't know what I can do when I kiss you," he whispered in a harsh voice, which only exacerbated my passion. "So refrain from challenging me when you regret your choices in the end." He was about to turn around when I snaked my arms around his neck.
This feeling I'm having is merely excessively powerful to resist; I'm so perplexed that I have no idea what I'm doing. My heart is naive while imagining matters I can't understand, and that's a fvck!
“Do you think I am doing this just for fun?" I snarled across his neck. I refuse to let myself be denied what I want tonight. I was yearning for his touch; it was like the arts, and it held me spellbound.
When his lips touched mine, I locked my eyes. The smooch he gave me drove me to perceive inebriation. My mind and body crave more of it. His tongue enters my mouth, and I allow him to do what he wants because he appears to be exceptionally eager for me, as do I. He supported my back as I rubbed myself against him, allowing me to feel the bulge in his midsection.
"Don't test my patience," he whispered between our kisses. I couldn't understand anything of what was happening between the two of us, the temptation that I felt whenever he was around. I pressed myself even more so that he could feel that I was on fire too, and it was bad that I couldn't be indulged.
"Ahh!" I moaned when he entered his tongue, and played with my mouth thoroughly. Damn, I felt like I was in heaven when he did that, I felt lose. It was too late when I realized that I had lost my top; he was too fast and a master of this game. He kissed my neck, so I slowly removed my hand from his neck due to weakness. Oh god, how fvcking good his tongue is! His kisses were hot and gentle; he licked my neck down to my b**bs. He first lifted me up, then made me sit on the table, and then slowly laid me down on the table. The good thing is that it's tall and sturdy, so I know it won't break right away.
"O-ohh." I could only hear my moans in the vast space of his kitchen. He drives me insane with each grip, kiss, and constant licking of my body.
"This is mine; everything is mine." He claimed his area as if no one could take it from him. He licked and sucked my n*ppl*s as if they were his own, as if he had a rival and didn't want to be trusted, so I simply let him do it because it felt nice.
I only mumbled my answer because I was already lost in my trance with what he was doing. I arch my body when he slowly rubs his fingers down to my cl*toris, and I grab his hair because of the sensation I feel. I could feel my wetness just now, then he inserted his two fingers into me down there, causing me to moan.
"Ahh, fvck!" I moaned. I couldn't stop myself and let out the moan that I had been suppressing because I was too shy. I don't want him to think that I was craving this, but what can I do when he masters this thing?
How many women has he pleased with his finger? I just closed my eyes and shook my head to get that question out of my mind because I didn't want to lose interest in what we were doing. And why do I fvcking care about that on second thought? Shouldn't I be useless?
While he was busy making me happy, suddenly his cell phone rang on the table.
"Y-your phone," it was his father who called him. He looked at it, and he pulled his hand inside me. I suddenly regretted it because his father was more important than everything, and maybe it was about business.
"Hello, Dad," he formally greeted his father and returned to me naked. My eyes widened by how huge his sword was and that he was standing like he was ready for war. I gulp hard; can I handle that?
Roux had a huge sword, but Raven was freaking a beast for having such a huge c*ck. My mouth dropped, can I handle that? But there's no turning back because I'm already here and I love it. It's been a long time since my last s*x, so I know I was very tight, so if he puts that in me, it will definitely hurt.
"Son, what are you doing?" He was going to insert his p*nis into mine. I wanted to answer that, but I closed my lips. He came on top of me and teased my opening. I was frustrated because I wanted him to enter.
"I was in my condo checking the papers," he replied. He took his c*ck out, little by little, he inserted the head of his c*ck into mine. I was trying hard not to make any noise because it was definitely the end of me if I managed to moan, even a small moan.
"That's good. Mr. Miranda is trying to negotiate with you, am I right?" His father asked in a serious manner.
"Yes, Dad, we are going to have a meeting tomorrow." He responded and was about to let him in when his father said something.
"How about Gretchen? Aren't you two already talking?" I heard him grumble and take his c*ck, then he stood up. He left me hanging, like, what the fvck?! And who is Isabella?
I frustratedly bit my lips because of what he did. That's why I will take revenge for whatever happened to me. I stood up and left the place without even saying goodbye. What happened was just plain lust, with no feelings involved because it was all just an agreement. What Isabella has is just that, and there is no taint of anything else because that's all there is to it. I looked up and let out a heavy sigh before heading outside.
After I arrived outside, I immediately looked for a taxi. I was lucky enough to get on quickly because someone was dropped off there. I sighed and got into the car.
"Faster driver," I commanded, then directed him to my address. My phone rang repeatedly, and when I realized it was Raven, I turned it off to rest my brain. Raven knew my location, so I expected him to follow me. Would he truly chase me there?
I close my eyes, and my face heats up as I recall how I moaned because of the pleasure he provided my body. Even now, I can feel his lips traveling over my flesh, and the memory lingers.
"Shit!"
"What's the matter, ma'am?" The taxi driver asked me, but I just shook my head. I closed my eyes again, and then my lid completely gave way.
"Ma'am, we're here." I heard a whisper near me. I opened my one eye, and the driver showed up with a bright smile. "We are already here at your place, ma'am." I stretched my arms and got up, then gave my payment after I got out of the car.
I unlocked my gate, but someone covered my lips till we were inside, and I heard the gate close. Who would kidnap me in this town? I struggled, but the person holding me was really powerful.
"Let go of me, Roux!" I coldly ordered him. I know his scent, and since then he still hasn't changed, especially since I told him that I like his scent. Little by little, he lets go of me, and when I look at him, he gives me a melancholic smile, but all he receives from me is a disgusted look. "What are you doing here?" I don't want to fight with Lethia just because of her; I'm not stupid to go back to the one who hurt and killed my son, so they won't get anything from me. And there's a time for Roux, but not now.
"I just want to be with you; is that forbidden?"
"To be with me?" I snorted. "You have a wife, yet you are here with me?" I scoff. “Are you some kind of joke?”
"You know the truth, Blair."
"Yes, I know the truth, Roux. That's why let me go, I'm not here for you!” And the truth is, you are making me foolish once again; you will put me in your traps again and let me fall, and then I will be hurt. You just want my feminine, and after that, when you're fed up, I'm just trash. You're just using me, so I'll go ahead of you.
I needed to make a move with Lethia. I needed to make my move because, as I could see, Axl Raven Smith was making progress slowly; it was not good because he was taming me, and that was not going to happen. If Roux is like this to me, I probably need to use Lethia; it seems that fate herself gave me the way.
Go on, Roux begs for me, so Lethia will kneel and then do what I wish.