Page 99 of Avenging Devil: Part 2

Another zing shoots through me.

He begins to lavish attention by massaging my breasts, sucking and pinching my nipples. All the time his eyes keep checking in to see the expression on my face. Eventually I give in to sensation, rolling my head back and closing my eyes and just allowing myself to feel.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on in my life, and he’s only touching my breasts. I begin to wonder whether I’d survive being touched anywhere else. My breathing speeds up, and I feel warm.

My hands have dropped. I’ve completely forgotten I’m supposed to reciprocate. All I’m capable of doing is lying back and letting myself enjoy his talented hands and mouth.

When he resituates his cast-covered leg, and manoeuvres his body down, I’m treated to a trail of kisses descending my stomach.

“Oh God,” I breathe out in anticipation as his mouth moves back to my breast once again, but his fingers continue the trail down.

He circles my clit, making my body involuntarily flinch, then his fingers continue to explore, delving inside me before returning to my clit. His touch is both firm and gentle. I moan, and my muscles clench once again as he does something my body seems to like.

He chuckles softly, then repeats his action, moving his fingers and strumming my clit. The whole time his mouth is sucking, and his other hand fondling my breast.

As I tighten again, he raises his head, and now moves his lips over mine, delving his tongue inside my mouth as though making promises of things to come.

Oh God, I’m so close.I moan, wriggle and move my hips up as his fingers continue to work.

His mouth is now at my ears as he demands, “Come for me now.”

It’s as if I was waiting for his instruction. My muscles ripple and tense, my legs go taut as I reach a peak higher than I’ve ever been before.

“Niran!” I cry out as I lose control, then forget to breathe as wave after wave of sublime ecstasy goes through me, prolonged by his expertise.

It seems to take forever before he gently lets me down.

I reach up my arm, encircle his neck and pull his head down. He doesn’t disappoint, taking my mouth in a scorching kiss.

When he eventually draws back, all I can say is, “Wow.”

Then I start to sit up, pushing him back, but he stills my movement. “That was for you, Saffie. I don’t need anything.”

His cock is rigid, I can feel it against my hip. “But you—”

“We agreed, Saffie.”

This is a new one on me. Sex has been tit for tat, with more tat in my experience if I’m honest. It’s never been completely for me.

I feel a bit disappointed, a little as though I’d been rejected. But if I’m truthful, also relieved. The thought of a man’s cock going anywhere near me still makes me tense, and not in a good way. Duke had used it to punish me. Any pleasure I’d gotten from the act has long been forgotten. Though I wouldn’t object to Niran pushing his advantage, it’s something to be gotten through and I don’t expect to enjoy.

“Not tonight,” Niran says softly, moving himself again until his head is on the pillow and he’s lying on his back. He pulls me close so I’m half on his chest. “We’ve got time, Saffie. No need to rush into anything.”

It’s for the best,I tell myself. He won’t be prepared. Anticipating that time in the future, I murmur softly, “We’ll have to get lube.”

He half raises and turns his head. “Lube? Why?”

Embarrassed, I jerk my head to indicate downwards. “For there.”

He snorts. “Babe, you don’t need lube. Not with me.” He takes my hand and forces it down between my legs.

Jeez, I’m so wet it’s embarrassing. When my mouth opens into an O, he takes advantage and kisses me again.

When we pull apart, he draws back his head and chuckles, taking the opportunity to stress the point. “No lube required, babe.” I snuggle against him, less embarrassed now as hopeful. With him, maybe sex will be different. That orgasm certainly was.

As his breathing shallows, the rise and fall of his chest lulls me into complete relaxation. But before I allow myself to succumb to sleep, I vow I’ll play my part and free us of the nightmare following us around. Niran’s someone I want to hold on to, and to give us a chance means taking out Duke.

Then I’ll be free to truly be his old lady, and he’ll be my old man.

With a shock I realise I’d wear his property patch if he asked me to, and I’d wear it with pride.

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