The Devil's Sweetheart

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The moment when his lips reached hers, she felt the earth under her melt away again and the time stopped for a beat. In a short period, she was finding his kisses were becoming his signatures, autographing on her lips with his own style.

He dragged her towards him by the hips from the kitchen countertop and wrapped her legs around his sturdy abdomen. She could feel the taut abs that are screaming to rip out of his skin with the heat surging through his body.

His hand slid to the back of her neck and inclined them to a T to win perfect access on her lips. Their warm breaths were the only ones that divaricated the rifts between their open mouths. He slightly glanced into her eyes and then she submitted herself to him completely under his scorching gaze. His tongue was playing all the game, licking, sucking, and tugging her lips skillfully. Ever since their first kiss, the only sweetness that he craved was the taste that came from her lips. The kale salad he made for hours was not even at the edge of his brain now. His passionate demanding soul searching kiss has nearly knocked the earth off its axis. His kiss could make angels go hazy and demons weep within.

She encircled her hands around his back and traced his spine with her fingers all the way reaching to his hair when a strong desire surged in her. Her fingers were soft feather-like touch doing magic on his hair like the mystic winds in the winter breeze, teasing him playfully. Uninvited, a low growl escaped from his mouth as his lips stroked her tongue. She gasped when he suddenly squeezed her arms and his tongue drove into her territory parting her lips in search of the juicy flesh hidden inside the forbidden area. He played with her tongue, twirling and sucking it skillfully as if he has become an expert after a handful of passionate kisses they shared today.

She inhaled for a short puff pulling back from the kiss desperate for breath. When she looked into his eyes, she was met with hunger and desire. Her face heated up instantly and bit her lips which have turned into mush already with his sensual kisses. Something awakened in his body with the way she nipped her lower lip.

"Don't bite your lip, Jennie. You don't know how much it is affecting me." He whispered breathlessly into her ear. She gasped completely unaware that she was biting her lips unconsciously. He completely lost to her and without waiting for a second, he pulled her closer whispering into her ear. "I am the only one who is allowed to bite them." Without waiting for her reply, he bit her lower lip and plunged his tongue into her mouth parting them away.

The sharp bite of pain that came from the cut of her lips made her flinch until his tongue came out of her mouth to soothe the pain of her bruised lips. His seductive movements were so intimate that her body trembled. The feeling of his lips on her skin and his hands below her breasts sent shivers through her body and the smell of his intoxicating body made her crave for him more. Her hand slid to the back of his necks and grabbed his hair to pull him closer to her body and she suddenly flinched when he squeezed her waist.

He leaned down until his lips brushed her ear. "Stop flinching." He whispered and bit her lips like a slow painless nibble and shoved his hot slick tongue devouring her mouth. His lips knew the art of tuning her lips perfectly and make them dance to his tunes flawlessly.

Her lips were supposed to taste like forbidden fruit, sweet to savor. Yet every breath they exchanged between their urgent mouths tasted limitless making it unspeakably desiring for both. A deafening silence prevailed in the entire house except for her moans and his growls battling with their tongues in the kitchen.

His mouth swallowed greedily to smell every exhale of her delicious mouth to drink every sap. Until he realized he was being selfish, he pulled back to let her breathe.

He kissed her opulently, deeply, and nefariously squeezed her hips while his tongue danced with hers. The longer he tasted her lips, the more he is getting drunk by them. Her hands roaming in his hair are enough to elate him to suck the growl out of him. The most eloquent sound in the room was their two mouths battling in a hungry kiss.