Loving His Enemy | ✔️

Part Seventeen: All For Me

*SPICY 🌶🌶🌶*

Her POV //

His lips against my inner thigh, gliding his tongue against my bare skin, driving me crazy.

He looked up at me, his eyes darkening as he hovered over me, his hands on either side of my head.

He slid the straps of my bra down my arms, sliding his hand under as he looked into my eyes, both of us breathing heavily.

"Do you know how many times you've made me cum?" he asked, placing kisses along my jaw.

He unhooked my bra, slipping it off and throwing it on the floor.

What? Zero? He's driving me crazy. I shook my head, tracing my hands up his arms.

He smirked, kissing just below my ear as my breath hitched.

"Too many times baby. The last time was a few days ago, hearing you moan my name" he whispered.

He heard that? I looked away embarrassed before he kissed my lips hungrily, pressing his hard dick against me, giving me a glimpse.

His hand trailed down my body until it reached the waistband of my underwear. I arched my back into him, wanting to feel him.

It was practically begging for him, pulsating.

"Will you miss these?" he asked, playing with the waistband.

I shook my head, seeing him smirk before biting on the sides, ripping them off me.

"I'll buy you more" he smirked, looking at my naked body as he breathed out.

His hand traced up my thigh as he hovered over me again, until he reached it.

I gasped at the contact, hearing him groan.

"Fuck baby" he breathed out, feeling how wet I was.

"Is this all for me?" he whispered, licking his bottom lip as I shut my eyes, throwing my head back.

I nodded before moaning once his fingers glided inside me. "What do you think about when you touch yourself huh?" he asked, thrusting his fingers deeper.

I don't know how he was expecting me to answer questions when I was overwhelmed with pleasure.

"Y-you're doing it" I managed to say, feeling his rhythm steadying as a knot formed in my stomach. He was making me finish.

"Just my fingers" He smirked before kissing down my neck to my boobs.

I shut my eyes, "Fuck Miles" I moaned loudly, feeling myself release on his fingers.

I relaxed, hearing him groan as he placed his head against my chest.

I heard him shifting before feeling a warm sensation against me. I shot my eyes open, feeling his tongue glide against the entrance.

"Oh god, Miles" I breathed out, tugging on his hair.

He hummed before standing up, looking down at my body so I sat up, knelt down in front of him.

He shut his eyes, throwing his head back. "Fuck you're so beautiful" he repeated.

He reached for a cushion, kneeling down in front of me, "Up baby-girl" he instructed, placing it under my knees before standing back up.

I chuckled, tracing my hands down the tattoos on his chest, reaching the waistband of his pants.

"Baby you don't have to, this is about you" he said, caressing my face.