The Temptress: Tempting the Devil’s son

“Shut up. That’s enough talking. Keep talking like that, and I would wind up fucking you right now!”

He leaned down into her face, and he hastily claimed her hot mouth in his, kissing her for the umpteenth time since the party began.

They just couldn’t get enough of each other as they kissed like two horny couples that had been away from each other for a long time.

Their bodies were pressed together heatedly against each other, breathing heavily as their lips pressed together. She could taste their shared breath, feel his nose caress hers gently, sense the passion of their blazing kiss, feel the thud of their combined heartbeat, sense the heat of his erection pressing against her stomach.

His kisses drove her over the edge as their tongues battled madly for dominance. His hands reached for her ass, grabbing it in his hands, and a breathy moan subsequently left her lips.

He broke away from the kiss when he had kissed her to his satisfaction. He held her chin up as he told, “You don’t need to prove anything to the women that want me, cause I would never look at them. My eyes are for you only.”

“Are you certain? Or you’re-”

“I’m certain. I have never been so certain of anything in my life. My body is yours, all yours,” he confessed, and she swore she could see the genuineness and twinkle in his eyes. A twinkle of love.

“I love you. I really do!” She declared, “I told myself that I didn’t, but I was just being in denial. I can’t live in denial all my life.”

Silence ruled their midst for a few moments, and those seconds of her life were nothing but hell and internal torment. She was like a cat on hot bricks.

Perhaps she shouldn’t have told him how she felt. What if he didn’t love her like he claimed to say? What if all he desired was her body?

“Say something, please!” She whispered with agitation. She feared that he might actually reject her.

A feeling of delight washed over his face as a smile creased his lips.

“You have no idea how long I have been wanting to hear those words from you. I love you more, Riri, more than you can ever imagine. And I promise to shower you with love and care all the days of our life.”

He leaned down into her face, pecking her forehead and then her lips. She coiled her hands around his waist and settled her head on his taut chest.

She tilted her head to Blake, her eyes studying his expression as she asked, “How come you know stuff about my parents that I don’t know?”

“Let’s just say I knew your parents since when you were a baby. That’s why your Mom and I get along so well,” he answered, shrugging.

Since she was a baby? It couldn’t be. Was he finally gonna unveil his identity? She wondered why he had to hide it in the first place.

“I see.” She bit her lips, her heart thumping fast against her rib cage. She desired so much to hear him say those words to her. She yearned for the day he would tell her that he really was Blake.

Anxious, she queried further, “Where did you and my mother first meet at?”

“We met at the hospital,” he replied causally.

The thin line of her brow jumped in surprise. Blake also met her mother at the hospital. God, she was tired of his games. He was driving her nuts already. Screw the plan. It was time she confronted him.

She was aware that if she pushed him hard enough, he would fumble and wind up spilling the truth unintentionally.

She gripped his collar roughly and pulled his body into hers until they were entwined in the warmth of their bodies.

Taken aback by the sudden gesture, he made to say something, but she settled her index finger on his lips, shushing him up.

Her next words, however, left him reeled in astonishment. “Are you Blake?”

His eyes blinked with incredulity as he was struck speechless. He didn’t expect her to figure it out already! He thought she was still clueless.

“Answer my goddamn question and don’t play dumb with me, Drake, or should I say Blake?”

“Who is Blake?” He questioned after a few seconds of silence. Like he didn’t know who he was, dumbass.

A wave of fury crashed through her at his obtuse question. This man was getting on her nerves. She despised the fact that he was lying to her face.

“Don’t play with me Blake, I know it’s you,” she warned sternly.

“Okay, seriously, what is going on here? I have no idea who the fuck Blake is.” He furrowed his eyebrows at her, confused.

“You’re such a liar. I caught you already, so stop with the lies. You and Blake have the same birthdays. You both met my mother at the hospital when I was a baby. And your voices are so identical, don’t think I didn’t notice that.

“My family seems to treat you nicely, especially mom. And you both seem to have some kind of magical powers, the same kind of power you used to save my mother, and don’t forget you healed my face too.”

“You and I have the same birthdays, so it could be a coincidence. And how is your family supposed to treat me-”

“Don’t you fucking lie to my face, or I will rip your balls apart. Look, I’m not lamebrained. Just because I chose to play stupid doesn’t make me fucking stupid!” She screamed, her rage reaching its peak.

“I don’t know what you want me to say.” He ruffled his hair with a sigh.

Seems like she wasn’t buying any of his lies. Perhaps it was time he told her the truth. She was bound to find out anyway.

“That you’re Blake,” she reminded, grimacing slightly.

“Well I’m not him and who the fuck is that? Is he your boyfriend? And why should I care about him, he’s supposed to be my rival, remember? You’re really tripping, Riri.”

“Okay, now I’m tripping,” she threw her hands in the air in disbelief.

“How did you know Blake is my boyfriend? I only told you I had a boyfriend, but I never mentioned his name to you, or did I? Remind me if I did.” She folded her arms, smirking at him tauntingly, as if demanding an explanation.

He was tongue-tied. Shit, she caught him. He scratched his head nervously and replied, “I-I just assumed-”

“Stop lying already, Blake. Everyone says I’m a terrible liar, you are even worse than I am. Lying when you have been caught.”

He heaved with defeat. “Fine, you caught me. Why do you have to be so smart?”

“How dare you deceive me for so long? Good thing I caught you,” she purred.

“So long? It’s only been a week, remember?”

“Whatever. A week is rambling. When did you intend to tell anyway?” She encircled her arms around his waist and lodged her head on his chest.

“I have no idea, but it would have been soon.”

“I can’t let you go scot-free. You need to be punished for lying to me and making go through emotional damage.” She peered into his eyes with mischief and lust.

“I would accept whatever punishment you deem appropriate.”

“So you won’t mind if I tied you up and banged you in a hot cowgirl position?” She asked, gripping roughly unto a button on his tuxedo as she nibbled on her lips lasciviously.

She desired for nothing but to rip off his buttons, discard of his fucking clothes and drive his firm manhood down her soaked and soft flesh until they were both moaning with relish.

“I wouldn’t mind, naughty girl. Since you want to try BDSM, just so you know, I would be tieing you up next, and you’re gonna get a good spanking.” He winked.

“You just aroused the hell out of me and now, all I wanna do is fuck you, hard.” She grabbed the bulge in his pants discreetly, causing sparks to rush through him as a grunt of voluptuousness escaped his lips.

“Fuck! Riri, you’re driving me nuts! Just hang in there for a few hours.”

“I can’t hold it in me anymore. I want you now!” She moaned softly when she felt that clenching sensation in her core.

She fretted that if she didn’t get stretched out by his cock now, she would lose her sanity. And only him could quench the cravings of her body.

Two of her perfectly manicured fingers slowly trailed the hard line of his erection before latching onto it yet again.

He rumbled with wild desires pumping through his veins. “We talked about this, Riri!” He rasped.

“Well, I want you now, and I know you want this as much as I do. Besides, it’s not like it’s a crime to fuck my boyfriend,” she mumbled into his ears, her hot breath fanning his neck and warming his insides.

Her hand remained glued to his nether region as she continued caressing his cock, her actions invoking waves of nerve racking sensations down his body.

And just like that, every ounce of restraint he had left snapped. With his eyes darkening with raw passion, he abruptly lifted her up and carried her on his arms like a bride. She squeaked with surprise as his actions were unanticipated.

“Where are we going?”

“Wherever you want, but it doesn’t matter where we go, the only thing that matters is that you will be screaming my name tonight as I lodge my cock deep within your walls and fuck you!”