Evil Duke, Please Be Gentle!

"It is a trap Andrew, I feel there are drugs mixed in the fragrance."

Eli raised her head and stared at Andrew when she did not get any reply only to see his flushed face.

His eyes were looking darker and his face was red. Adam's apple moved seductively when their eyes met.

She could feel the heat running all over her body when the scorching heat of his stared danced on her body.

She felt herself melting in that heat.

"I am not sure about that. But if it had not been there, would you have not felt my love?

Have you not felt shy under my heated gaze. Hmmm?" His voice was raspier and seductive.

As if a song sung by sirens, she felt herself getting spellbound by his voice.

She did not realize when she started leaning on his body and his hands wrapped around her waist.

She shivered when her hot hands touched her bare back and she felt his head leaning on her neck as he took a wisp of her fragrance.

"You know how addicting you are? How tormented I have felt when you have tried to run away.

How much I have missed this smell, this touch. There was a void created in my heart and how empty I have felt.

Now that you are finally here, I am not letting you go." his hands started to roam on her skin as if a skillful hand was playing a musical instrument.

Each touch was enough to create a new sensation in her and her mind started to blur. She rationally left her slowly as she started drowning herself under his touch.

His hands were making her crazy. She did not understand how a simple touch could be this sensuous. How a simple touch could bring her to the edge.

But all she knew was that she was craving those touches. All she knew was that she wanted him to touch her more.

She leaned further in his embrace to feel his warmth over her burning body. He was the oasis she was looking for after walking miles into the dry desert.

He was the nectar that could calm her shirt. God! She was really going crazy.

"Say it Eli, say that you love me. Say that you want me, want us to be together." he whispered. Like a devil came straight out from the depths of hell who had the power to control her mind and body.

She felt herself nodding again before she could even understand what he was asking her.

His child on her body tightened and his gaze fell on those glossy lips. Those supple and tender lips, he had not tasted since ages but have craved for it every second.

His thumb traced her lips gently yet his touch felt electrifying to her.

She winced and shuddered when he increased the pressure when a strange smile formed on his lips.

In the next second, he moved his hands away and soon it was replaced by his lips. He touched her lips preciously and gently as if savoring the taste of some rare fruit.

But soon his desires took over him and he bit her lips gingerly. A gasp escaped her lips and that was his chance. He dived deep into her mouth as if it was a pilgrimage he was searching for so long.

She moaned under her mouth when she felt his tongue exploring her mouth.

Each touch he made was so intensified. She felt like he was sucking her soul out of her body. Her knees started to give away and she was glad that he was holding her tightly or she was sure she would have fallen.

Her vision blurred and her senses left her body. She could not hear or see anything except his touch, she felt nothing.

As if he had engulfed her completely. His lips continued to devour her. He nibbled them, licked them and sucked them like a person hungry for ages has been given meat for the first time.

His hands continued to roam on her back. He could not thank less to the person who had chosen the backless dress for her that gave him an easy access to touch her.

"Andrew," she pushed him away but he didn't let her go until she punched his chest a few times.

She was panting hard as if she had not taken breath for ages. Her chest was heaving up and down in rhythmic motion.

"You should learn how to breathe while kissing. You are still a novice in it." he smirked as he held the tendrils falling on her face and tucked them behind her ears.

"Yes, I will soon find a man to practice with! So that I could be proficient in it." she snorted as she stable herself but he held her tightly in his arms again,

His hands were holding his arms and his eyes dug a hole on her face.

"Don't you dare. I would slash every man to pieces before you could even stare at them. You are mine and will always remain mine." with that his lips crashed again onto hers.

This time he was not even giving her a chance to breathe. He was so ravenous that she did not know where it would end.

Her senses had already started to blur with the intensity when she felt his hands on the threads that were holding her dress.

The cold wind touched her neck and she realized that he had already gotten rid of the button on her neck and now he was working on the lower part of the dress.

A few more twists and turns and her dress would completely fall from her body. Was she ready for that? His lips moved away from her lips and she gasped for air again but before she could react, he had already started giving her peppery kisses on her neck and collarbones that felt like a small jolt of electricity numbing her senses completely.

"If you want to stop me, do it now. Or I would not be able to hold myself later."