Her Tempestuous Villain Chapter 120
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His one hand was snaked around her stomach, holding her against his bare chest while the other hand traced her petals. Sunye her reflection in the mirror as her body heat up and her face reddened. Her expression was a mix of coyness and pleasure. She wanted to look away from the mirror but there was something about the whole experience with him which forced her to watch their act.
She saw his finger reaching to her bud and he held it between his thumb, squeezing it.
"Ahhh…" she moaned in pleasure, her reflection mimicking her actions. She leaned back against his chest. His head was buried in her neck gently caressing her skin with his tongue. Sunye's eyes were fixed on the mirror like some trance. She saw her breathless self, panting and silently begging for more. SD was showing her the suppressed desires which he was now opening one by one, exposing her to himself. It was scary. It was embarrassing.
But it was also exciting.
There was a fierce flare of yearning in her which he was savoring with glee, her every expression increasing the passion in him. He felt her soft flesh under his fingers. It was getting wetter and wetter at his touch. Sunye gasped when he slipped a finger in her hole.
"Relax," he whispered. "If you feel uncomfortable-"
"No, keep...going…" she murmured. SD kissed her earlobe, his finger slowly massaging her inner flesh. Sunye's chest heaved in pleasure and she saw that her reflection was smiling a little. SD kept on pressing her clit, earning more moans from her but her euphoria was heightened by the scene she was seeing in the mirror. The woman in the mirror was fully embracing the pleasures the man was giving her, showing Sunye her true inner desires. SD was not showing her the mirror to increase their pleasure.
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He was showing it to her so that she could let go of her apprehensions and enjoy what she wanted. And all she wanted was to reach all levels of intimacy with this man. With Kim.
"Kim…" she breathed. "Can I call you Kim now?"
"Only when we're like this," he mumbled, still kissing her neck. "Say it as loudly as you want."
"Kim…" she moaned and grabbed the hand which was fingering her insides. She slowly used his hand to pleasure herself, watching her reflection as she pulled his fingers in and out of herself.
"Sunye…" he softly called her name. He held her head and turned it to face his intense gaze before playing with her lips. He left numerous pecks on her while she masterbated with his fingers. He was flooding her with kisses, their tongues erupting into a furious battle to relish each other and his fingers were moving faster in her hole, making her frenzy with desire.
The effect they had on each other was something they had never expected. No one else could ever make them feel this way and that was the truth. It was simply impossible for them to forgo what they were to each other.
He nibbled her soft lips, tasting it like a hungry lion. Sunye moaned and gasped, her mouth invaded by his lips while her private part being toyed with by his fingers. She moved with his rhythm, a strange tension building in her. He inserted another finger in her while his thumb massaged her sore bud. Her core was now completely wet, her juiced coating his fingers.
She mewled against his lips, biting it when he inserted his fingers deeper and hit an erotic point. Sensing that he hit a sore spot, he repeatedly attacked it with his fingers, making her squirm.
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"Kim…" she mumbled against his lips, her climax exploding but he kept on with his torture of her clit while stille ferociously kissing her. In her frenzy, Sunye's eyes fell on the mirror again. The reflections were not tangled in a hot mess, inseparable and insatiable. They wanted more, longed for another taste of this intense experience and now that they had opened the Pandora's Box, it was impossible to stop.
Finally, his fingers slowed down and he let go of her lips, gazing at her with a heated desire.
"Lie down," he commanded. Sunye, not leaving her eyes from his, backed up against the bed and plopped on the pillows, her dark hair strewn against the pink satin sheets. SD hovered over her, staring at her.
"Sunye, is this what you really want?" he asked again. It was as if he was dreaming. God knows how long he had waited for this day. And now that she was lying beneath him, full of passion and desire, he wanted to be sure that it was not a dream.
Sunye touched his cheek. His hypnotic eyes were seducing her, making her crazy for this man. Was he really going to lose his eyesight one day?
"Kim," she softly said. "If you lose your eyesight one day, then what would be the last image you want to see?"
SD closed his eyes, feeling the sensation of her touch on his cheek. He had missed a warm touch full of love and he could not help but kiss her palm. Leaning down, he whispered into her ear.
"I...I want to see your smiling face," he confessed. "Just you, smiling at me and promising that you will be there to light up my dark world. That's all I want to see one last time."
That was it. That was what she wanted to hear.
"Then...be mine tonight," she softly commanded. "Tonight. Tomorrow night. Every night. No matter what happens, you won't leave. If you become blind, then let me be your eyes. If you're in the dark, I'll be your light. But you have to be mine. You can't leave. I won't let you leave."
She took a deep breath. There were tears in her eyes and she finally came to terms with what she was feeling for him.
"Kim…" she began. "I lo-"
The rest of her words were cut off by his lips which crashed down on hers. He pecked her several times, licking the tears from her cheek.
"I know," he whispered. "If this is what you want, then I'll be yours tonight. Tomorrow night. Every night. Everyday."
He kissed her earlobe, sending a ticklish sensation down her spine. Sunye moaned as he trailed his kisses downwards, moving from her neck to shoulder. He continued to kiss and bite her soft skin, going down to her stomach then to the place between her legs. He grasped her thighs and eased them apart. She felt him sniffing her juices, his breath making her even wetter.
"Let's unleash ourselves tonight then, shall we?" he murmured before diving into her honeypot.
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