The Temptress: Tempting the Devil’s son

“I would spank you for disobedience and screw you against the dinning table. Don’t worry, darling, I’m gonna reserve a secluded place for our date, so I can get to screw you for as long as I want!”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“You man-whore and pervert! You’re so dirty minded!”

“Like you’re any better!” Her inner woman riposted.

“I am better!”

“You are just as dirty minded as he is. You fantasied about seeing him naked, licking his body like a deranged bitch and grabbing his butts! That’s a lot! You can add licking his asshole to the list!” Her mind ridiculed. Color rushed up her cheeks at her inner woman’s stupid response.

“Gross, that’s where he poops from. No way am I licking his ass!” She objected. Eating his ass was something she would never do. She found it disgusting. Some people enjoyed doing it, but definitely not her!

“People eat ass. What is it called? Ass job, crack job? Anilingus? No rim job? Yes, rim job!”

“People who are not me. And they all mean the same thing, dummy. Please shut up!”

“But you can suck his dick!”

She almost cried out in frustration. Her mind was something else. Annoying as fuck! Sometimes helpful.

“You asked for it, don’t say I didn’t warn you!” He told, completely unaware of the internal tussle in her mind.

“Enough talking, kiss me already. I…” She panted, impatiently grabbing unto his collar and subsequently tilting her head into his face.

He smirked. “You’re so impatient, ever heard of the saying patience is a virtue?”

“Well, that ain’t a virtue I got! Cause all I wanna do is fucking kiss you!”

She nibbled on her lips like a high school teen and then before she could restrain herself, she enswathed her arms around his neck. With the speed of lightning, she reached for his soft lips, ensnaring his rims into her waiting mouth.

With a smirk on his face, he pulled out of the kiss and taunted, “You just can’t get enough of me. I know I’m sexy and all-”

“Shut the fuck up and just kiss me!” She grunted with exasperation. Narcissist man!

She leaned into his face in an attempt to kiss him again, but the further she inched into his face, the farther he reverted his face backwards.

“Drake!” She purred. She looked like a six-year-old that was deprived of her candy.

“Beg me.” He curved his lips, simpering.

“Never! Fuck you!” She pushed him away and was about storming off when he gripped her arm.

“I was just playing, baby. You don’t have to take me seriously. I’m sorry.”

“I don’t care. You can go kiss some girl for all I care. You should be lucky I’m throwing myself at you, you are not even that handsome. I have thousands of guys who are willing to kiss my feet if I let them!”

His face twisted violently with rage. “Oh really? Tell me who are they? I would kill them if they as much come close to you!”

“You wouldn’t dare since you’re acting all smug, I will just go be with one of my admirers. I bet they would pamper me and treat me like an egg!”

“You wouldn’t do that. I can be very caring, baby. You know I love you, right?.” He wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his mouth in the crook of her neck.

“Prove it, that you’re caring.” She pouted.

“How?” His brows are creased with mystification. He knew nothing about being caring. Most times, he just did it unintentionally.

“I don’t know, that’s your job!” She shrugged.

“What do you mean you don’t know? You should know. You’re the one who wants me to be caring. How caring do you want me to be?”

“Very caring, and you should figure that out yourself. Haven’t you had other girlfriends in the past? I’m sure you doted on them!” She crossed her arms and knitted her brows with displeasure.

The thought of him being with another woman in the past made anger coil in her stomach like a ball of raging fire.

The mental picture of some other woman having a taste of her man sickened her as much as it enraged her.

“I haven’t been in a relationship before!”

The thin line of her brow jumped in surprise. He hasn’t? Technically, she was Blake’s first love and first girlfriend?

They had so many similarities, it was impossible for her not to consider them to be the same person, which she was certain they were. She just needed proof, which she would be getting soon.

“You haven’t?”

“Nope!”

“I don’t believe you!”

“I’m actually telling the truth. You’re my first love.” Her face went red with bashfulness.

“But you have actually slept with other women in the past?”

“Actually I-I I…” He stuttered, feeling anxious and guilt ridden. He felt again that subtle prick in his chest, the penitence he felt even though, it wasn’t his fault. Although he really required sex at the time, he still couldn’t forgive himself.

“How many?” She gnashed her teeth in rage.

“Riri-”

“Don’t fucking lie to me!”

“Five. Look, I didn’t mean to do it. I fucking hated myself for it. It’s just at that time I really needed sex. My hormones were running wild, and you were under aged then and…”

She placed her index finger on his lips, shushing him up. “I believe you, Blake!” She smirked.

His eyes grew impossibly wide as he stared at in a catatonic stupor. How did she fucking know? He never told her about it before! He couldn’t believe he just revealed his secret himself. She set a trap for him, and he fell into it with open arms!

“My mom told me about it and don’t try to deny it, I know you are Blake!”

“I-”

“Don’t fucking lie to me, baby. I hate lies!” She swaddled her arms around his neck in that fleeting moment, their lips were molded together, fitted against one another with alluring perfection.

Riri had never felt as she did now, the delight she felt, having found him, exploring the taste of his soft tongue. Feeling the strength of his arms around her, the shivers his touch brought to her body.

Inhaling his musky sweat mixed with his heavenly cologne. She felt as though she’d found a moment of forever, lost in time, craving to have more and more of his delicious mouth, wishing they could stay like this forever. Had they not have run out of breath, they would still be locked in a heated embrace.

“I forgive you for cheating on me! Even though we weren’t dating then, you were still betrothed to me, so it was cheating, but it’s in the past now.” She pouted.

“I-”

“Don’t say anything. You should be happy I forgave you!”

He nodded listlessly. “Why do you have to be so smart?”

“Why do you have to be a liar, a player, and a deceiver?” She blew a fuse.

“What did I do now?”

“Don’t act like you don’t know what you did. You disguised yourself as my professor, lied to me, made me fall for you. Falling for you wasn’t the problem, you made me fucking confused, you hurt me.

“Every night, I go to bed thinking of ways I could get out of this dilemma. I was in love with two men, and I didn’t know whom to choose. Did you think it was easy for me?

“Depression was slowly eating deep into me. I hated cheating on Blake, but I wanted Drake. What if Drake and Blake weren’t the same person, who was I fucking gonna pick? And I hated you for it!”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have played with your feelings, it was stupid of me. I’m sorry, I thought it was a great idea at first, but now I realize it wasn’t. I apologize for putting you through all of that. Please forgive me and I promise to make amends.”

“You had better, you should be lucky I love you so much, so I forgive you. But you’re such a narcissist. All you do is elaborate on how beautiful and handsome you are! It’s annoying”

“I wasn’t, in fact, lying, you even said it yourself. If I remember vividly, you said some time ago that I was handsome, you even said my eyes were beautiful!”

Her cheeks turned scarlet as she retorted, “I only said that to make you feel better! Don’t let that get into your head!”

“It’s already in my head, Ari and I know you meant it so stop lying to yourself.”

Before she could respond, he reeled her into his arms, her warm bosom, snugging against his hardened chest muscle.

“I will try my best to be a caring boyfriend from now onwards,” he assured with a simper.

“Who said you were my boyfriend?” She furrowed her brows at him, puzzled.

“Blake is my boyfriend and I don’t know who you are!” She added sarcastically.

He laughed. “You’re mine, Ari. Denying it won’t change anything.”

He trailed his tongue along her quivering lips, tasting the wetness of her saliva smeared lips. It was as if he were testing the waters, teasing her and making her long for more, and his sultry grazes incited storms of tingles along her body.

“Tell me what you want, Ari?”

“I want you to fucking kiss me, Blake!”