Can You Mend My Broken Heart?

419 The game of kissing - 4

He was playing all along because she started the game.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，

He played because he knew that even if she didn't admit, she was having fun out of it. So to tease her even more, he parted her legs slowly, revealing her already glistening wetness.

"I think you want to be kissed by me down there. That's my fourth guess."

She opened her eyes and looked at his calm and steady face. She was expecting him to kiss and not guess the option verbally. So a disappointed her, propped herself up on the elbows and asked,

"I thought you were going to kiss and then tell."

He could clearly see the cloud of disappointment on her face. His lips were so close, yet he didn't kiss and somehow that was making her go all wild. And that was all that he wanted to see on her face, a desire to be kissed, a desire to be loved by him.

With a hint of a smile on his face, he said,

"I guess I should."

Saying that his fingers parted her legs, even more, to have glorious access to her already enchanted and blissed wetness. The delicious aroma of it had already risen his heartbeats and without wasting any time, he brought his hands to the cleft of her legs and pressing his fingers through the curls of her mound, his thumb searching for the hard nub of her nether region. The moment he pressed her there she writhed beneath him. He slowly caressed her there in small circles, continuing to hold her legs apart, heightening her pleasure to the peak, before he kissed her.

Softly licking her sweetness off his lips, he rested his hands on her thighs. He knew this wasn't the correct answer, but he still asked,

"So, how about staying the night with me?"

Holding her chest in one hand, she got up and just barely managed to shake her head in a NO.

She was running out of her breath, she was running out of her sanity. This man was depriving her of everything.

"Just one last chance left. Looks like you don't know me at all."

She said and looked into his eyes, with her parted lips, but little did she know, that he already knew the deepest desires of her heart.

He stood up and then pulled her hand to make her stand up on her feet and when she did he scooped her up and carried her to the bed.

He laid her down softly on the sheets and then looking deep into her eyes, he spoke in his raspy voice,

"You really think I didn't know?"

With a smile on his face, he gently caressed her forehead and ran his fingers through her hair and then slowly bent down to kiss on her chest, just under the pendant.

As his lips touched her naked skin, she was filled with pure pleasure not just because of his touch, but because of the fact that he knew how to read her like a book.

She held his face all tenderly in her hands and unable to control the tears of happiness she said,

"How did you know?"

"Because I have learned to read your heart."

Saying that he held her hand which was holding her face and gently kissed them.

"Now would you stay the night with me?"

He asked, wiping those stray tears from the corner of her eyes.

"Yes, but only if..."

"If what Akira?"

He asked brushing her lower lips with his thumb.

"Only if you make love to me."

Just her words were enough to arouse his manhood and he plunged to seal her lips with the taste of his love.

Slowly he moved his hands between her legs and pleasured her as he kept devouring on her lips. She was already riding high through the night, so the moment he thrust his fingers inside, he was welcomed with the sudden surge of warmth.

So he immediately pulled her fingers out and whispered into her ears,

"Relax for me now."

Saying that he hovered his body over her, ready to enter her sanctity.

His manhood slammed through her, leaving her shaking and withering. Her muted moans carried nothing apart from his name. He gently kissed the tears from her cheeks, then held her gaze as he slid inside of her.

"Ah, God!"

He quivered there, prolonging the moment and slowly he started to move, undone by her fire, torn to shreds by the passion she ripped out of him. Her wet and moist heat engulfed him, burned him, caressed him to the point of insanity. Soon he was plunging madly, lost in her, and completely unaware of his surroundings.

"Arrrggghhhh ..... Raymond."

She screamed his name, her nails dug into his back as she arched one last time before collapsing under him, shuddering convulsively.

"Holy Shit !!!"

That groan came out from deep inside of his chest as his release surged through her, flinging her into a world of ecstasy and spilling off the potion of his love deep inside of her.