A Night To Taste

Chapter 22: The Sinner

I love challenges.

"Hmm. What would you do if I... ?" She asks playfully as her hand grab my cock from the rough fabric.

She watches it intently as she grazes her hand up and down. She forces my chin up to look at her as she watches me with stubbornness.

I slowly reach for her hands so as to not let her know about my intensions otherwise she will defend herself before I can do anything. She got some good reflexes for that.

"You didn't answer my question. I am talking to you, mister." Her other hand trails up my chest, teasing my nipples on its way and stopping at my throat. She does the exact things which I should do.

"First of all. Who are you?" She leans down and whispers in my ear. I smirk.

"A sinner."  I whisper in her ear too. She shivers. Even I cannot imagine how chilling my voice can be sometimes.

"And I asked for a name." She meets my eyes and tilts her head mockingly. Damn this woman. Slowly but surely her eyes get so lost in mine that she forgets about everything. Hypnotizing works every time!

Her gaze turns from mockingly soft to seductively dangerous and those eyes start to turn black. Got the chance.

I lock her hands behind her back and sit straight. She startles and the eyes gain their original color. She tries to wiggle away but I keep her straight as a pole.

She starts to get frustrated and tries to kick me- if her legs weren't wrapped around my waist too. She gets irritated.

"Who the fuck are you and what do you want?" I can see anger taking over her. Trust me she has serious anger issues. More than you can imagine.

I lean down- not to whisper in her ear- and nip at the soft delicate flesh of her neck. All her anger and stubbornness vanishes and that greedy little whore remains. Perfect meal for the night. Not just for the night but for my entire life.

She moans as she starts to grind herself on me. I chuckle at the act. How needy she has become tonight. Don't worry. I will surely make you feel good.

My hands trail up her body and find those beautiful rosy peeks. I pinch them lightly and she whimpers- which came out kind of like a mixed moan. Got you. Now that I know what gets her over the edge. Let's play.

I grab the full flesh in my hands and squeeze harshly while sucking, biting and licking on the swan-like neck. She squeals and her grinding become even more persistent. In her mind she is begging me to fuck the bejesus out of her. After knowing who the hell am I. But baby, you have to wait for that.

My hands leave the breasts- not that I want to, but still I do. She visibly shivers at the loss of contact. If I were a better person I would have left her because I am too dangerous. Keyword being 'if'. 

Oh poor mouse. Should have never spread your legs for me. Trailing down, my hands find that fucking sweet little pussy dripping for me. I thrust three fingers inside her.

"Ohhh god... ahh. Fuckk... I- I oohhh." Her breasts thrust in front of my face as her back arches and she lifts herself up due to that sudden invasion.

I scissor my fingers inside her and her eyes roll to the back of her again. I pull back and add another finger this time. She squeals loudly as I pick up pace.

"Plea- pleasee... ohh. God-ple...ahhh." Whenever I think she moaned aloud. She just grows louder. She never fails to surprise me. I curl my fingers and she comes. Again.

Her body falls on my chest as she breaths heavily after the orgasm. With shaking hands she grabs my neck and place gentle kiss there. No matter how much I like intense. Her subtle acts always make my stomach churn. Besides I was ready to fuck her but she is already exhausted. I am sure if she meets another climax, she is going to faint- for real this time. Not like she thinks she does every time. I am the mastermind behind half of her fainting sessions these days. If I didn't care about her at all, I wouldn't mind fucking her while she is not in her senses. But even though I am evil, I won't do anything while she is brutally exhausted.