CHAPTER 103 : TEASED (18+)

Warning : *mature content*

Bryan froze in surprise when her palm lightly slapped his hand, her teasing words ringing in his ears as he locked eyes on her. Reluctantly, he lowered his hand, placing it flat on the bed beside him, his fingers twitching slightly. 

The action made him feel almost vulnerable, but the look in her eyes made it impossible for him to resist. How could he possibly resist such temptation? He was more than willing to follow her lead, even though the urge to touch her burned through him like a wildfire.

Bryan's breath hitched sharply as Kira smirked and started moving her hips, grinding against his c*ck slowly and deliberately. As she moved harder yet slower, he clenched his fists at his sides, feeling every move and every press of her heat.  

"Kira," he rasped, his voice low, strained and filled with need. The tension building in his body was just almost unbearable, and so he lifted his hands slightly, desperate to hold her, but she caught the movement immediately.

"Ah, ah," she warned, her tone soft but firm, then she stopped moving momentarily. "You do not listen, do you?" She asked him as she leaned closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "I will get very upset if you touch me."

"But love," Bryan groaned, dropping his hands back to the bed. "What did I do to deserve this?" He asked, his breathing uneven as he tried to focus on anything but the pressure she was building inside him.

"What did you do?" She asked him right back as her smirk deepened. "You said you didn't want this before, or did I not hear right?" She teased, leaning back and grinding against him again, harder this time.

"I take it back," Bryan admitted, his tone desperate. "Goddess, Kira, I take it back."

"Do you, now?" She questioned and chuckled softly, clearly enjoying the power she held over him. "Good," she whispered, her hips now moving slightly faster as her p*ssy dragged against his c*ck.

Bryan's head tilted back against the headboard, his eyes squeezing shut as the pleasure coursed through him.

 

"I never thought I would ever be in a position like this," he confessed, his voice hoarse and low, but also filled with a mixture of frustration and admiration.

"Well," Kira murmured, her voice sultry and her grin widened as she leaned forward until her lips hovered above his. "That's what love does."

"F*ck," he whispered, his eyes fluttering open. His eyes were filled with love and dark with desire as he stared at her, completely mesmerized. "Where did you learn all this?" he asked, his voice trembling a bit as her slow torture continued.

"Just figured it out," she replied with a mischievous smile and a mischievous glint in her eyes, her lips brushing his lightly before pulling back. "Or maybe," she added, "I'm not so innocent after all."

"You are going to be the death of me," Bryan whispered, feeling her start to grind against him in slow, hard circles as his entire body became tense.

Kira didn't say anything back and just leaned in again. Her lips were barely an inch from his, her warm breath caressing his face. 

Bryan instinctively moved forward, desperate to capture her lips, but she pulled back at the last second, and her teasing smirk deepened as she watched the frustration flicker across his face.

"Love, please," he groaned, his voice thick with need. "You are killing me," he muttered, tilting his head back against the headboard, his hands gripping the sheets beside him as he struggled to hold himself back. 

"Please," he begged, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Let me touch you."

"Mmm…" Kira moaned softly and leaned closer. She let her body press against his, grinding slower as her lips brushed his ear, and she whispered, "How badly?"

Bryan's breath hitched again, and before he could respond, her teeth caught his lower lip in a playful bite.

Kira bit down gently on his lower lip, holding it between her teeth. She tugged it ever so slightly, her eyes locked on his. It made Bryan wonder how long she has been hiding this part of herself.

Her teasing and her being in control sent a hard wave of heat through him, and he didn't move. He didn't even dare breathe, just completely at her mercy.

Then, without warning, she released his lip and claimed his mouth in a fierce, hard kiss. Her lips moved with purpose, her tongue teasing his, and all Bryan could do was kiss her back and struggle not to touch her.

His hands clenched into fists at his sides, his fingers digging into the sheets as he fought the overwhelming urge to just grab her and take control. The bed itself creaked slightly under the force of his grip. It was as if he was pouring all his pent-up desire and frustration onto the bed.

Kira's lips pressed harder against his, her tongue stroking his in a way that made his mind spin. She had stopped grinding him for now, and was focusing only on the kiss, making Bryan let out a muffled groan, his chest heaving as his entire body screamed for more.

Just as he began to lean in, tilting his head to deepen the kiss, Kira abruptly pulled back, leaving him chasing her lips with a soft growl of frustration.

"Love, come on," he said to her, as his eyes snapped open to find her smirking, the look on her face alight with a mixture of satisfaction and pride.

"You are so frustrated, and it's so hot," she whispered sexily to him, and leaned forward again. This time, she moved and paused at his earlobe, catching it gently between her teeth and biting down softly.

"Baby, please," Bryan groaned again, his head falling back against the headboard as his eyes fluttered shut. 

"Goddess, this is too much. She's killing me," he muttered inwardly, trying so hard to control himself, but every nerve in his body was alive with need.

Then she whispered, "Take me."