Rebellious Angel novel Chapter 31

The words he spoke hung over her, enticing her to give in to him.

At this point her breathing was ragged and her heart thumped heavily in her chest.

His voice was seductive and demanding.

"I want you to tremble beneath my touch not from fear, but from my caresses and the desire that pulses through your veins with the urgent need for me to go further," His warm lips glided over her neck feeling its eratic pulse.

He slowly guided his hands over her neck down her collar bone, to the swell of her breast. He gently tugged the string to open the top of her chemise, exposing her breast and nipple. He bent his head and circled his warm tongue around it before he took it in his mouth and sucked it. She whimpered with a gasp. A warm feeling washed over her all the way down to her loins.

He trailed his hand with an agonizing slowness further down her side and grazed her thigh. His light feather touch was doing unspeakable things to her. He looked into her eyes as his hand disappeared under her chemise and gently touched her between her thighs..

"When I touch you here, I want to be rewarded with your wetness," he nipped at her ears and whispered.

He continued strumming her along delicately between her thighs, rubbing and touching, until her eyes closed softly and her face turned to the side embarrassed by his hold on her.

He nibbled on her neck and sought her lips. His tongue played with hers, he sucked her lips while he drove her to the edge with his merciless fingers. An inaudable plea slipped from her lips that he did not heed.

Her fingers gripped the coverlet beneath her, as gasps of pleasure escaped her lips under the heady persuasion of his touch and he reveled in her response. Finally, she gifted him with her shuddering release. By the time he looked down at her she was flushed, trembling and exhausted.

She lay there silent beneath him, still floating from her release, her gaze lowered not wanting him to see her eyes and what she felt.

"Brienna, look at me," he demanded.

Reluctantly she looked up and held his gaze.

"You agreed you would come willingly to my bed," he reminded her.

"And I did," She whispered.

"The temptress that drove me insane with desire, who caressed me with a fierce passion is what I expect next time," he whispered heatedly.

Ashamed, she dashed away a tear, turned her head and shut her eyes not wanting to hear his description of her.

Bounding off the bed, he got dressed and walked out leaving her alone. Slowly she turned to her side curled up and cried. She learned her lesson.

Never play with human emotions.

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