The Temptress: Tempting the Devil’s son

She headed down the stairs about fifteen minutes later, freshened up and ready for the party.

She wasn’t her previous disheveled self. It was like they didn’t even have sex at all. Damn, she was stunning.

“That was like forever. I was gonna come get you.” He whined in frustration. Her face contorted in a grimace of anger. Was he being serious?

“Fifteen minutes was a lot? You know, I can spend over forty minutes doing my makeup alone. I just had to hurry cause of our daughter. At least try to appreciate my effort!” She retorted, using her index finger to poke his chest angrily. He was totally starting to piss her off.

“Okay, I’m sorry, hmm?” He tried to peck her cheeks, but she pulled away.

“Well, I don’t forgive you.” She crossed her arms, turning away from him. She was playing hard to get!

“I’m sorry, alright?” He held her waist from behind and kissed her neck continually.

“Let me go, will you?” She struggled to break free from his grasp, but he wouldn’t let her go.

“No, not until you forgive me.” He pouted, turning her around. He pecked her cheeks, causing her cheeks to crimson. He was so persistent.

“Don’t ever criticize me ever again! You know I hate that.” She feigned a serious face.

“I promise. Am I forgiven now?” He shot her a look of remorse.

“I forgive you. It’s not like I can be mad at you for long.” She pursed her lips.

“Of course, you can’t. Just one round of hot sex, and I’m forgiven. Occasionally, a kiss can do it or a great tongue fucking session in our walk-in closet, which usually leads to me fucking you. Though you try to resist when I start seducing you, but you literally just stop resisting and moan when I’m inside of you.” His lips curled into a taunting smile.

“Isn’t that true, baby?” He winked.

She flushed, her eyes widening in amazement and embarrassment. She never expected him to say that. “That is not true, you pervert! I never do that.”

“We both know it’s true. I don’t blame you, though. How could you resist a hot guy like me?”

Narcissist husband! She wished she could wipe that smug look off his face.

“You’re so full of yourself. You are not even that hot, and you’re totally resistible.” She replied, folding her arms on her chest.

“Really?” He arched his brows at her in amusement. “How about we put your little theory to test and prove just how irresistible I am?”

“We shouldn’t do that. We should just go to the party. Our guests are waiting.” She looked alarmed. She couldn’t let him do that.

“The party can wait, but my curiosity can’t. You just piqued it. I wanna see just how much of will power you have left in you.”

Was he seriously using her words against her? She knew very much that he was gonna win. How could she possibly resist him?

“Besides, all I need is just three minutes.” He whispered into her ears.

“Fine. Too bad, I’m about to burst your bubbles!” What was she even saying? She was obviously bluffing.

“For someone who is about to lose, you sound far too confident. Overconfidence is the first step to losing.” He countered, smirking.

“We both know who the loser is. And maybe you should keep your lecture to yourself, cause you are the overconfident one here.” She taunted.

“Well played.” He smiled, clapping his hands in mockery.

“You just made me mad. Here is how it’s gonna go. If I can make you wet in just three minutes, I win, but if I can’t, you win, and then you’re right about me being resistible.”

“Agreed. But there is just one problem.” She glanced at him.

“What is it?” He rasped.

“How would you know if I’m wet?” She mumbled. So dumb. That was the dumbest question she could ever ask.

“N-Never mind…” She stuttered.

He gazed at her lasciviously, trailing his finger on her face. He then lifted her chin up, so she could look him in the eye.

“I would stick my finger inside of you to confirm.” He rasped.

His words caused her breath to cease for a moment. Just the thought of having his finger inside of her was enough to make her wet.

Control, Dionne. You have got to show this man, he is resistible even though he’s so fucking hot and impossible to resist.

She inhaled sharply when she felt his presence behind her. Just his presence alone was intoxicating.

He leaned down into her ear, kissing her earlobe sensually whilst whispering into her ears, “Give up already?”

Tremors. That was all she felt. She tried to fight back the endless streams of nerve racking tremors that ran through her body, but she couldn’t. She could feel her body slowly betraying her, slowly giving in to his seducing nature.

He trailed his kisses from her earlobe down to her neck. He kissed, fondled, twirled, licked and sucked on her neck till she became a panting mess.

“Seems like someone is getting wet down there.” He teased, grinning.

“I’m not.” She answered in a hush and needy voice. Even her voice betrayed her.

He reached for her boobs, cupping it in his hands, his lips never leaving her neck. He pinched her nipples and that sent jolts of electricity running through her body.

“Give up yet?” He whispered.

“No.” She mouthed, defiantly.

“Your choice.”

His hand went down her nether region, grabbing her puffy lips through her dress.

She bit her lips, trying so hard to stop the moan that was about leaving her mouth, but she couldn’t. She found herself moaning, loudly. Her mouth had betrayed her, too. Just like her voice, and soon her body would too.

A smirk of triumph ran across his lips. “Seems like this is over.”

“It’s not over yet. Just because I moaned doesn’t mean I’m wet,” she glanced at him with seriousness in her eyes.

“Really?” He curled his lips. She was just too stubborn.

“Okay, let’s find out then.” He lifted her dress up to her waist and in the blink of an eye, his hand was inside her panties, touching her naked flesh.

“Give up now?” He murmured, parting her soaked lips. Gosh, she was a mushy puddle down there. He smirked.

“You’re so wet, baby. So fucking wet.” He mumbled, shoving a finger into her pussy, and that left her body tingling all-over and a small moan leaving her mouth.

He removed his finger from her pussy, and then he licked her juices off.

“I win, you lose. I am irresistible. You just ruined the new panties you put on. It’s all soaked in your wetness.” He cast her an amorous look.

“I was wet before. We just had sex, remember?” She lied. God, Dionne, when did you become a terrible liar?

“You’re such a lame liar. You washed off all of our bodily fluid when you took a quick shower.”

Her eyes widened. “How did you know I showered?”

“I didn’t. You told me just now.”

“You sneaky bastard.” She gritted. Smart ass.

“Okay fine, you win, maybe you are irresistible…”

“Maybe?”

“You are so fucking irresistible, and… you owe me a hard fuck in the closet.” She gripped unto his collar roughly.

“Feisty, huh? Okay.” He nodded with a smile.

“Great. So… what’s up with you?” She questioned, re-arranging his collar and flashing him a questioning look.

“What do you mean?” He gazed at her, weirdly.

“You were different today. Very feral and yes, I enjoyed the sex, but you only get feral in bed, mostly when you are jealous. And you were way over the top today, who made you jealous?”

He made a face of grimace and then, he sighed. “You know me all too well.”

“I’m your wife. How could I not know you? Is it Tyler?” She arched her brows at him.

“Yes, he’s the one.” He grunted in irritation and unbridled fury.

“Fuck that man! He still has feelings for you. I could see it in his eyes each time he glances at you. What doesn’t he understand? You’re my wife! You’re mine forever, and he can’t have you! You’re totally off limits.” He thundered.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You are yelling, Nate.” She frowned.

“I’m sorry, I was just mad. He is really annoying shit out of me.” He pecked her lips, giving her an apologetic look.

“It’s alright. You said it yourself. I married you, Nate, not him. I’m your wife and I love you so much. You’re mine, and I am yours now and forever. Till death do us part.” She said to him, lovingly.

“I love you so much, Dionne.” He pulled her into a tight and suffocating hug. “And I don’t wanna lose you.”

“You’re not gonna lose me. We are in this together.” She closed her eyes and let herself drown in the heat of his body and the warmness of his heart.

When they finally pulled out of the hug, she said to him, “So, I have given thought to our daughters’ request and I want us to have another baby.”

“A-Are you sure? I mean, you are not ready at all considering what happened. I would rather not see you in that state ever again.”