The Villain's Wife

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{WARNING! R18 Ahead.}

In the elevator of Sky City.

Jennie snaked her arms around Lisa's neck, pulling him closer to her. Lisa couldn't resist her seduction as his mouth hungrily seized her lips. It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was hot, fiery, and passionate. He slid his hand under her jaw, his tongue penetrating her slightly parted lips.

Jennie arched her back in hopes of getting closer to him, her hands combing through and grabbing at his soft hair. She could feel his big frame bend over hers as his hand slid under the slit of her dress, touching her thighs reverently. Jennie froze for a second at the contact but soon recovered as she got used to his touch. As the elevator reached their floor, Lisa scooped her up like the bride she was and carried her over the threshold. He took big strides and easily carried her up the stairs to the second floor of their penthouse with determination in his eyes, his lips still devouring hers.

Just a while ago, Lisa and Jennie hastily left the ball after their seductive dance ended with a passionate kiss. Lisa took it upon himself to drive as fast as was humanly possible and reached their destination within five minutes of venturing out. When their car came to a stop, they hurried out of the car, half running, half walking, eager to get home.

'CLICK'

She heard the door to their bedroom open abruptly. She knew that Lisa was going to lay her on the bed and treat her like a princess, but Jennie was no princess. She quickly stopped him in his tracks and decidedly pointed towards the couch. "There," she said, her voice breathy.

Lisa didn't utter a single word as he laid Jennie gently on the couch, her toes caressing the edge of the carpet.

"You're overdressed," she heard Lisa's deep voice comment before he swooped in for another breathtaking kiss. This time, the kiss was demanding. She let him take the hem of her already ripped dress.

A loud ripping sound filled the room as her dress gave away under his rough handling, revealing her almost naked body. Jennie had skipped wearing a bra under the dress as it was too tight in the chest area. Instead, she had used the nipple tapes that came with the dress.

{WARNING: FROM HERE ONWARDS, THINGS ARE GOING TO GET REAL HOT AND STEAMY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.}

Lisa quickly freed her from the ripped dress and tossed it aside. Without hesitation, he buried with face in her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth. Jennie let out a gasp when his finger reached out to trace her hardened nipple.

A rush of hot need pulsed inside her gut. When was the last time Jennie had gotten laid? It had been f*cking seven years, yet now she was under the ministrations of the same man. Jennie's breath hitched when his hand trailed down her stomach and went straight to her throbbing apex.

He suddenly pulled back. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice sending shivers down Jennie's spine. Her lashes fluttered open. She hadn't even realized that she had involuntarily closed her eyes at the face of the intense pleasure. She slowly lifted her gaze, meeting his dark brown orbs. His gaze was intense, heated with passion.

Without further warning, Lisa brushed his finger along her opening, pausing at the swollen tip of her clit, making Jennie bite her lip in pleasure. She was wet; anticipation consumed her. She wanted him inside her.

'Now,' she thought feverishly.

She felt him withdraw his hand from her thighs. Jennie widened her eyes as she watched him lick and suck at his finger, his gaze locked on hers. The intensity of his gaze sent tremors inside her womb. "I want you," she managed to utter. "Now."

Without a word, Lisa caught the edge of her black panties and pulled roughly at it, ripping the garment in the process. Now, Jennie was completely naked. A tinge of anticipation flashed in her when she felt him sliding a finger inside her, his thumb firmly planted on her aching clit.