Seduced Fall ✔️

30. The cravings

Warning:
Mature Scene
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Clara Carter

He aggressively bites my lower lip, inches from drawing blood. His tongue glides across it. His acts are not gentle, and I don't expect them to be. I can't imagine how it feels to be judged by one's family.

That's something I wouldn't do to Stefan. He may come from a suspicious and dangerous background, but that doesn't make him a heartless man.

I open my mouth to feel his seductive touch even more intimidating. He licks in my mouth, sucking hard on my tongue.

As I pull on his hair, an erotic sound escapes his split lips. Knowing that I have this kind of influence on him, I feel a glimmer of yearning.

With each movement he makes, his lips become wetter and hotter. He pushes me back on the bed, deepening the kiss with our wild passion.

I've never felt hunger like this before in our hot bodies. Needy moans erupt from my throat.

Every time he kissed me, it felt like heaven—the way our lips perfectly connected, the slip of his slick tongue in my mouth was all I needed to sigh in delight.

He takes off his T-shirt, allowing my shaky hands to reach out and touch him through the layers of clothing.

"Stefan—" When his teeth target my neck in a powerful suction, I scream and bury my head in the pillow. He kisses the skin, which has become red after his beautiful torture.

His finger madly strokes my lips as his mouth marks me on the neck.

After his name falls from my thrilling lips, he takes his job of covering my neck and collarbone with his traces even more seriously. The prod of his hardness between my legs causing me to moan.

I lift myself up and he assists me in removing my wrap dress, which I had worn exclusively for him.

"You looked fantastic today, Clara." He whispers against my throat.

As I lay under his dark and unrelenting longing, the grips of his rough hands tighten around my waist, forcing my heavy eyes to look at him.

My pleas are once again muffled by his mouth. He unclasps my bra while savoring deep, brutally sweet nibbles on my lips, driving me insane with desire for more of him. He kisses me with all of his might, passion, and hunger.

Our tongues tangle, and we don't hold anything back when it comes to fucking each other's mouths. As I angle my head to get a better taste of him, his strong perfume drenches my senses.

I crave him and can't bear the thought of letting him go.

Cupping one of my breasts, he pinches my nipple between his fingers.

The pain between my thighs is becoming unbearable. My sex begs out for the attention and touch that only he can offer.

I reach for his jean buttons. He stops me midway. "Patience, Clara."

"I need you, Stefan," I beg, "I need you so bad."

When my hands slide down his chest and abdomen, halting just before his hard cock beneath the pants, his breath hisses out.

"I know, Clara," His tone is strong yet mischievous. "Let me give you what you need."

My panties got quickly discarded by him. His mouth is between my thighs, and his shoulders slide beneath my thighs before I know it. He spreads my thighs wide open with his palms resting on my inner thighs.