Chapter 12 - Seduced

Michael:

I’m no longer angry at the night’s events. However, I know I should have told Valentina about the possibility that there might be other scavenging creatures lurking about. I guess I didn’t consider it because it’s rare for me to be around humans.

I know I should stay away from Valentina until everything is resolved, but every male part inside me wants to kiss her again. It’s a conflict between my common sense and my desires.

Once I leave Valentina at her apartment, I go home and lie awake in bed, feeling my body vibrating with unspent desire. I just can’t stop thinking about kissing and touching her. I’m so wound up that I find myself wrapping my fist around my hard cock and imagining pounding into her sweet body.

Tightening my fist around my shaft, I roll my thumb over the crown and groan with pleasure. It has been a while since I was with a woman, and my body is thrumming with need. Closing my eyes, I imagine Valentina kneeling between my legs as she worships my cock with her small hands. I pump my fists as I fantasize that she’s licking the throbbing head, her soft lips wrapping around it as her tongue dances around the edges. A growl erupts from my lips as she swallows me deep and sucks me hard before she licks my slit and strokes the shaft.

My hips move up and down, and my hands wrap around her thick ebony hair as I show her what rhythm I like. Ecstasy pours through my balls, making me harden further as I stroke inside the warm cavern of her mouth and blissfully fuck the tight ring of her lips. Valentina moans deeply as she sucks me harder and pumps her small fist around my shaft. My fists tighten around her hair as I come close to the edge of climax. Then, my body tenses and pulses of my essence spill across my tight fists. I imagine Valentina slurping and swallowing me down until she has wrung the last bit of pleasure out of me.

Guilt and anger assail me as soon as the haze of my orgasm wanes. Seeing that I am not tired, I look out my bedroom window, take a couple of deep breaths, and place my palm against my bare chest before lifting it and sliding my fingers through my hair. It’s late, but I have no desire to sleep. Once again, I find myself thinking about Valentina. I know it’s not wrong to fantasize about her, but I can’t stop the feeling from forming inside of my mind. Apparently, masturbating to visions of her kneeling between my legs does very little to diminish my desire.

I’m about to lie back in my bed when I hear my doorbell. Brow furrowed, I had to my front door, wondering who would be knocking on my door at this time of night.

My angelic eyes glow, and I gasp when I see Valentina standing in front of my doorstep. She gives me a sloppy smile and leans on the doorway.

“Hi, Michael.”

“What are you doing here, Valentina?” I ask.

Her lip puckers into a pout as she comes closer and places her hand on my bare chest. “Holy shit, you’re sculpted like a Greek statue.” She giggles as he touches my skin.

“Regardez - moi,” Look at me. I ask as I gaze into her hazy eyes. Her pupils are dilated, and her expression is a bit off. “You are inebriated?”

She shrugs and smiles, “Are you asking me if I’m drunk? Because I am not, but I am a little tipsy. Do you want to make me feel better?” she mutters huskily.

I shake my head, “You shouldn’t be here, Valentina.”

Valentina shakes her head, “But I want to be here, Michael. Don’t you want me here?”

She moves closer, which makes every thought in my head disappear. Jaw tight, I slide my thumb across her plump bottom lip and shake my head.”What are you doing wandering around at this time of night, chérie? You know that it’s dangerous.”

A sigh escapes her lips, and her body melts into mine. “I miss my friends, and I can’t stop thinking about you so…” she replies.

My jaw tightens with anger. “I know that you miss your friends, but you know how dangerous it is to be out there alone?”

She gives me a seductive smile as she slides her hands up my body. “Are you worried about me, Michael?”

The feel of her hands against my naked chest makes my skin burn with desire. I know that I should pull her away, but I’m intoxicated by her nearness.

“This is so wrong, chérie? We shouldn’t do this.”

She shrugs and kisses my chin, “But I want you, Michael. I can feel your desire for me. I don’t want you to push me away.” she runs her hands up my chest and inhales deeply. “I know you want me. I can see it in your eyes. Just…just give in...”

I wrap my palm around her neck and whisper against her lips, “I do want you, chérie. I want you so badly.” Leaning down, I join my lips to hers and slide my tongue against hers. The kiss is languid and deliciously decadent. Reaching forward, I move my hands up Valentina’s waist and caress her bare spine. Her hands mold against my chest as she rises to her toes and deepens the kiss.

At this moment, I don’t care that she might not be my mate. All I care about is touching and tasting Valentina. Lifting her in my arms, I carry her to my bed and sit her on the edge of the mattress. Valentina’s hands tighten around my neck as I raise the hem of her dress until it’s around her waist. Breaking from the kiss, I look down at her bare thighs and lacy pantalettes. Valentina whimpers, her hair fluttering around her shoulders as she slides her hands up and down my chiseled chest and abs. Placing my hands on her shoulders, I lower the straps of her dress, revealing her luscious breasts. Valentina opens her legs and wraps them around my waist, kissing my collarbone. My body shudders with pleasure, and my cock stiffens beneath my slacks. Needing more of her, I push her hair to the side and kiss and nip her naked shoulders, savoring the taste of her silken skin.

As I kiss my way up her shoulders and neck, I slide my hand between her tender thighs and slip my hand inside until I’m touching her bare folds. “You’re so wet, mon petit?”

Valentina mewls with bliss and grinds her molten core against my hand. “Oh god, yes. Please, Michael.” she chokes out when I swirl my fingers around her swollen clit. As I stroke my finger up and down her sheath, her breath catches, and she quivers.

“Where do you want me? In here?” I slide my finger inside her warm pussy, groaning at the feel of her tightens.

“Yes, right there,” she moans.

I kiss my way down her chest, suck one of her nipples into my mouth, and swirl my tongue around it as I slip her pantalettes down her legs. “You taste délicieuse,” I murmur against her lips.

I groan as I taste her tight buds, licking and nipping each one until she’s crying and gasping beneath me.

Within moments I have her naked and spread before me, her legs around my shoulders as I drag my tongue between her folds. Valentina’s fingers weave through my hair, keeping me in place as she undulates her hips and grinds her pussy against my lips. “Oh, yes,” she mewls.

I suck her clit, teasing it up and down as her hips buck and her stomach quivers. Her sweet taste and moans overwhelm my senses, and I keep teasing her until she’s shivering.

Pulling back, I smile when she protests, “Are you going to continue going to the forest and wandering outside at night, chérie?”

She shifts her hips and looks at me from the fringe of her lashes, “Please, don’t stop,” she pleads.

I shake my head and slither my fingers between her folds, “I asked you a question, Valentina.”

She licks her lips and slides her hands between her legs, touching her swollen clit, “I won’t, Michael. Please, I need you. I’ll do anything you want.”

“Bonne fille,” Good girl. I growl before I lean down and devour her slit, stroking it with my tongue steadily until her body stiffens below me and a delightful cry escapes her lips.

Once her body stops quivering, I pull back and take a couple of deep breaths.

“We shouldn’t have done this, Valentina,” I mutter against her tight belly. When she doesn’t reply, I look up and grimace when I see that she’s asleep.

Lying beside her, I groan when Valentina tucks her head beneath my chin and sighs contentedly.

Unfortunately, sleep eludes me as I lie there and think of what I’ve just done. My cock is hard and throbbing from not being fulfilled, but I can’t get the sweet taste of her from my lips.

I look down at her slumbering form and push tendrils away from her exquisite face as I consider what to do next because I don’t think I can let her go now that I’ve had her.