Chapter 219 Chapter 219
Valerie sat on his crotch, already feeling his arousal growing. A grin curved her lips, and she leaned in, capturing his lips in a kiss before she moved lower, placing countless kisses on his neck, his collarbones, and chest. Her hands moved over his body, traced his abs, and stopped when she reached his waistband, stealing a throaty moan from his lips. She didn’t give him what he needed, and it frustrated him.
“Hurry up,” he groaned. The intensity of his desire flooded her entire being. He took deep breaths, and his bare chest rose and fell each time he drew air into his lungs. The flush on his cheeks, coupled with his hazy eyes, made him look sinful—he was irresistible, and she couldn’t believe how lucky she was to be his.
“No, I want to enjoy this. As I said, you have to be patient.”
She took her time in opening her bra and slid the straps down her shoulders in slow motion, feeling his sizzling gaze on her, following her curves that were revealed when she took the bra off completely. Next were her panties. She discarded them, sending him a little smirk when she heard a low growl rumbling in his throat.
Now, her hands finally moved to the button of his pants, opened it, and undid the zipper. She freed his hard cock, let her fingers dance over it before she straddled him. Her wet core hovered over it for a moment. Then, she slowly sank onto him, took him into her wet heat. Her pace was agonizing, made him throw his head back as he growled a curse. She took a deep breath, felt him stretching her deliciously—she could never get enough of this sensation, and so she paused and relished it. However, he didn’t like that very much.
“Move already,” he forced out, gritting his teeth in frustration. The muscles in his arms were taut. He was about to rip his restraints to pieces and buck his hips to get the friction that he desperately needed, but she wasn’t having it.
“Maybe if you ask nicely,” she said cheekily. She put her palms on his abs, holding him down and stopping his movement. She teased him by raising her hips a tiny bit and sinking back down, enjoying the sensation of being so full of him.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, sugar.”
The husky sound of his voice made her body tremble with need. It became more and more difficult not to give in to it, but she wanted to see how long she could drag this out. He shifted around restlessly, tugging at his restraints without taking his eyes off her body—she was so close, yet not close enough, and he wanted to touch every inch of her skin. It was pure torture to have her right in front of him without being allowed to do anything—his patience was about to run out.
“You’re so in for it,” he growled, again shifted his hips, moving inside of her, but not enough to sate his flaming desire. “If you don’t move right now, I’m going to lose it. Last warning.”
“Only if you beg,” she chirped, and just to tease him a tad more, she circled her hips and sank on him fully, earning a sensual moan.
“Why should I beg when I can simply take what I want?” he muttered. His ruby eyes gleamed dangerously. He licked his lips, let his hungry eyes travel over her naked chest. Before she knew what he was up to, he used a burst of his magic and ripped the belt around his wrists to shreds. He threw her off him, and her back sank into the softness of the mattress. With wide eyes, she gazed up at him and found him smirking down at her.
“You’re in trouble, sugar,” he said hoarsely. He parted her legs with his leather-clad thigh and pressed it against her wet core, eliciting a needy moan from her. She expected him to do something, anything, but he apparently had decided to give her a taste of her own medicine and didn’t move an inch.
“Maxwell,” she whined and buried her hand in his silky white hair, finding his braids and tugging at them.
“It’s my thigh or nothing.”
“Stop teasing me.”
“You’re the one who started it, and I think you deserve a punishment,” he replied mischievously and breathed a kiss on her neck, leaving a pleasant tingly sensation on her skin. She craved more of it, but he didn’t give it to her; instead settling for watching her squirm beneath him. She already missed having him inside of her.
Valerie began to regret her earlier actions and pouted at him, biting her bottom lip. “Please? I want you so bad,” she begged wantonly, arching her back for him. His thigh was far from enough to quell her desire—it didn’t do anything to sate her lust. “Kiss me, please.”
He drew in a sharp breath, finding that he could not refuse her when she sounded so needy and desperate. Instantaneously, he propped himself up with his elbows and crashed his lips on hers. It was a messy kiss, rough and fueled by their shared lust for each other. She moaned into it, loved it when he bit her and sucked on her lower lip. Her hands raked over his back, felt his taut muscles.
When they parted, their swollen lips were connected by a string of saliva. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes wide—it took all of his self-restraint not to take her then and there. She looked so pretty… and she was his.
Maxwell surprised her when his hand dipped into her wet folds, found her sweet spot, and began to attack it mercilessly. Her reaction was instantaneous. A gasp left her, and she shivered under him.
“You’re always so wet for me,” he commented amusedly. Smugness crossed his face. Valerie impatiently tugged at the end of his silver chain.
“And you talk too much,” she replied and captured his lips for another heated kiss. He greedily sucked on her tongue while he continued to tease her with his hand. With the skillful movements of his fingers, he elicited small moans and whines from her—they were music to his ears.
The pleasure within Valerie was building up steadily and reached a dangerous peak. Her body became more and more sensitive the longer he continued to pleasure her. She was very close now, and he had her right where he wanted her, desperate for his touch and quivering on the sheets. His lips marked a path down her jaw and over her neck, planting kisses on her skin while his fingers reached deep into her.
Suddenly, she arched her back and cried out as she came all over his hand. Her body shook with oversensitivity when he slowly withdrew his fingers. His red eyes bored into hers. He gave his wet fingers a lick and smirked dangerously when she blushed.
“Are you ready for the next round, love?”