Chapter 102
To win her back, he had decided to set aside his pride as a ruler for just one day and remain utterly still.
“Haah, Fay.”
But staying still proved impossible. When Fay toyed with his n*****s, teasing him with playful kisses and warm breaths, a shiver ran down his spine. His body trembled faintly, as if delighting in being teased.
“Tease me more.”
Instead of telling her to stop, he encouraged her. Alnazir no longer recognized himself.
Taking it as a challenge, Fay scowled. Putting on her fiercest expression, she boldly slid her hand inside his trousers.
“So you like being teased?”
She grasped his swollen length, her touch rougher than when she’d handled his chest. The sensation. Alnazir winced, pain or pleasure, he couldn’t tell.
“If it’s you doing it.”
He was surprised he’d used the word ‘doing’.
“Fay… let me inside you.”
Begging and pleading now came naturally. Shedding all pretense, he spoke in a seductive, coaxing tone.
“I’m losing my mind wanting to be inside you. Please… let me in.”
“And if I say no?”
“I’m being good, aren’t I? Not moving a finger, just as you asked. I’ve been obedient… don’t I deserve a little reward?”
Fay snorted disdainfully, as if to say don’t even dream of it. She tightened her grip, stroking him firmly.
His already sensitive human body recoiled at the rough friction. Alnazir panted harshly, glaring at her.
“Do I even need to let you in? Look how much you’re dripping from just my hand.”
Fay pointed out how wet her palm had become.
“What’s the point of having the upper hand if you’re the only one enjoying it?”
She pouted in displeasure, though her heart pounded wildly at his desperate pleas. Outwardly, she kept her composure.
“Sorry, but I’m not ready for that yet. Still, if you really want to…”
She pretended to think, then stood up. Discarding her pants on the floor, she climbed back onto him. This time facing the opposite direction, straddling his face.
“You can use your tongue now.”
She spoke coolly, though positioning herself so brazenly left her flustered inside. If he just lay there, this would be for nothing.
Alnazir didn’t need telling twice. His tongue moved eagerly, slipping past her thin underwear to find her entrance. For someone claiming not to be ready, she was remarkably wet.
He licked her with devotion—something he’d never appreciated back when she spread her legs for him anytime. Now, penitent, he sucked noisily at her folds.
“Ah—ngh—not so hard—mmh!”
Fay’s hips twitched as moans escaped her. Like him, she was oversensitive after so long apart.
The position as she straddled his face was mortifying. She’d never done anything like this. Though she pretended otherwise, her body burned with heat, and she felt unbearably lewd.
“Ah—there—ngh—too hard—ah!”
Despite trying to hold back, she came quickly. Convulsing, she slumped forward, his e******n now right before her eyes.
Gasping, Fay grabbed him. As she blew hot breath across the tip, his tongue resumed below, delving deep inside her as if to drink every drop of her arousal.
“Nngh…!”
When she twisted away, his tongue withdrew—only to return moments later. Denied entry with his c**k, he seemed determined to f**k her with his tongue instead. Fay trembled, gripping him again.
Finally, she took him into her mouth, breathing warmth over the sensitive head before licking and sucking just as he’d done to her.
“Fay.”
Her name came out mangled through his ragged breaths. Understanding the cue, Fay answered by taking him deeper. She could have been quiet, but she deliberately made more noise, sucking loudly.
Sounds unfit for a kitchen echoed around them—unmistakable to anyone who knew what they meant. But Fay reassured herself that no one would wander here uninvited.
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