Seduction: The Taste of Lust

Chapter 17: My Turn

You know ever since I returned to New York I've felt something was missing like I know the feeling but still couldn't put it into words. Desire, need, obsession, yearning, or just someone's touch, I always find myself craving for lust. 

I'm not a romantic person trust me and this craving is not romance; it's intimacy that is taking a toll on me. Idk if it's me being sore for a year now or just a random sexual desire but pushing Leonard on the ground and sitting on top of him is doing stuff to me. I've been controlling myself for so long but our positioning is pointing to facts that my so-called body is hypnotized by him.

It's begging for his touch, his hands on me and that fucking grin on his face is only making me excited for the part that my fucking brain is trying to avoid at any cost. 

Trust me when your body and mind argue, you can't help but consider running away to a place where there is no one and scream on top of your lungs like shut up. 

It's not like my situation is any easy, now that they are making a racket by disagreeing on a subject that is so sensitive like this. One says fuck it and let me do the sin of tasting him but the other part is my conscious reminding me about Kelly and the things that he did. 

This man is a godsend present to ladies and he knows it. Lust is something that has the power to either satisfy you or ruin you if it's not done with the right person. So what am I doing? Am I ruining or satisfying? I've got no clue. 

Wouldn't it be easy to just fuck him up and forgot this whole inside battle? Let it remain like one of those one-night stands where there's no thinking, no guilt, no disappointments just one amazing sexual night. 

Is it really that hard?

I guess now Ik why Lexi was drooling over his body, I mean this man has the highest sexual appeal  I could ever get from anyone. Not only his face is screaming bang me woman but his entire body is calling out to me. 

She did warn me about him, about his body and how attractive he looked like fuck even Ed and Aiden were drooling over him.

I should've braised myself then but this stupid ego was clouding my thoughts.

When I pushed him down on the ground I didn't know he would enjoy it. I was supposed to attack and be a predator but he is fucking enjoying it and I didn't want that.

I wanted to be on the lead, make him feel exactly like how he made me feel;  thirsty, needy, and fucking nervous. 

But it seems to backfire considering my breast was still showing and he was fucking enjoying it.

I can't let him have his way. If he is enjoying it then let's see how long can he control his little friend down there.

I slowly tried to bury my face on the side of his neck and enticingly smelled him, I feel his smirk as he tries to untangle his hand from my grip. I lower my face and bit his ears, a sly smile appearing on the corner of my lips " let's see how long can you control yourself, daddy? right?" I scoff at the name he called himself a few minutes ago.

I move my face closer to his and quickly brush my face against him, adjusting my lower half for a more intimate position.

A moan escapes his mouth and he slightly pushes his head back on the ground.

I was very close to his hips and fuck it was getting hot here.

I entangle our legs and thank god for making me wear pumps. 

This is like the magic moment where you finally find why high heels were invented.

I slowly pull his pants up with my heels and move my knee closer to his little friend.