CHAPTER 102 : TEMPTATION (18+)

Warning : *mature content*

Immediately, Bryan's eyes snapped open, and his breath caught as he met Kira's gaze. She was wide awake, and her eyes had this mischievous glint in them that sent a rush of heat straight through him.

A soft, knowing smile played on her lips, the kind that was mixed with innocence and wickedness equally. Her head, which was once on his head, was now casually resting against the pillow, but the way she looked at him was anything but casual.

Kira's smile deepened, her lips curling just slightly at the corners. It gave her an almost predatory expression, which was precisely how she was feeling. It was that look that made his mind go blank and his chest tighten. She just kept making him feel a lot of things and act in a way that no one has ever made him feel or act.

 

"What… what are you doing, love?" Bryan finally asked, his voice low and husky.

Kira's smile did not waver. If anything, it grew more playful as she tilted her head slightly, as if considering how to respond and what her response should be.

"Nothing," she finally responded, dragging out the word, her tone lilting as if she were trying to sound innocent. "Really," she added, her fingers still wrapped around his c*ck as she blinked slowly and gave him another squeeze.

The squeeze made Bryan inhale sharply and his jaw tighten as he started feeling a familiar warmth begin to stir low in his abdomen. Even his breath became uneven.

As for Kira, her fingers didn't stop their gentle pressure, and Bryan could already feel his body betraying him as blood rushed downward, making him harder with each squeeze she kept giving each passing moment. 

She even tried to feign normalcy even as the corners of her mouth twitched, giving away how she was truly feeling.

"Kira," Bryan said, his tone a warning, though his voice lacked the conviction he had intended.

"Yes, my love?" She leaned in closer and answered in a whispery tone, her gaze never leaving his and her smile softening but no less daring—it carried that unmistakable edge of desire.

"I want you," she said simply, her eyes locking with his as if daring him to deny her.

Before Bryan could respond, she added with even more certainty, her tone bold and her voice huskier now, "And I want you now."

Then her hand gave him another hard squeeze, making him exhale shakily.

Bryan's breath hitched as her hand squeezed him again, making it harder to maintain control. She was doing many things to him, and with effort, he reached down, his larger hand wrapping around hers, halting her movements.

"Kira," he said, his hold on her hand gentle and his voice soft yet edged with concern. "You have just been through so much," he began, his black eyes searching for some sign or doubt on her face. His thumb unconsciously stroked the back of her hand, trying to ground her as much as himself. 

"You were kidnapped, love…" He continued, "Are you sure you want this? You should rest." 

Kira tilted her head again slightly, her lips curving into a sultry smile. "I'm fine," she whispered with a boldness he had not expected, her voice smooth, steady, and dripping with confidence. "I am fine."

Then before Bryan could react or say something, she leaned in, her voice lowering as she added, "I want you, Bryan. I'm so hot, my love. I need you right now."

Her words sent a rush of heat through him, and he struggled to stay in control. "How can she be this way? I have never seen her act this way; it's just…wow," he thought, a tinge of awe mingling with his desire.

Aside from that, Bryan could not deny how much her strength drew him in and how much he loved her for it, but still… he wanted to make sure she was fine first. 

"But love…" He began again, his voice rough with emotion. "Are you really sure?"

"Sweetheart," Kira muttered as she let out a soft, almost teasing laugh right after, closing the space between them. "I have never been more sure of anything," she said.

Then her free hand slid to his chest, her touch light, and before he could respond, as she seemed to be taking his response away, she leaned in and pressed her lips against his neck.

The kiss was soft, lingering, and warm, making him feel so…the words were simply nonexistent.

"Let go of my hand," she murmured against his skin, her voice low and sultry, almost hypnotic.

Bryan's grip slackened, his body betraying him as the fire she ignited took over. Kira began trailing slow, featherlight kisses up his neck, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin just below his jaw.

Bryan closed his eyes, enjoying how she touched him, his breath hitching again. He swallowed hard as he felt his self-control slipping.

 

As soon as he let go, her hand resumed its movements and started pumping him, his body responding instantly as her hand sent waves of heat through him.

Her lips soon traveled from his neck to his cheek, before she paused just near his ear. Her breath was hot, her voice a hushed whisper that made his heart race.

"Let's get naked," she said, her lips brushing his earlobe as she spoke.

Bryan froze for a moment, his entire body humming with the force of his emotions. Her boldness, her words, her touch—they all drove him wild. It all left him completely captivated, and in that moment, he knew there was no stopping her. Plus, he was definitely not going to stop her anymore.

Before Bryan knew it, Kira's hands moved to strip both of them quickly. Clothes were discarded with haste, leaving no room for hesitation. She was really something.

Once they were both bare, Bryan sat up, leaning forward slightly as if to take control. But Kira had other plans. She placed her hands gently on his shoulders, guiding him back until his head rested against the headboard. Bryan gave in and watched her every movement, loving and enjoying her confidence and purpose in her actions. Her touch was soft, but she was sure it communicated her intent. 

After she had him where she wanted, Kira climbed onto him gracefully, her p*ssy brushing against his c*ck as she settled herself on his lap, making him suck in a breath, his hands instinctively finding their way to her waist, wanting to hold her closer.

Kira smiled teasingly as she felt his hand on her waist. She reached down and lightly slapped his right hand. "No touching."