144 Devils Game - Part 1 (2/2)

Devil Face knew what she meant but he didn't stop and asked confused instead, pretending to be clueless, ”Oh, what am I doing?” As he said so, he suddenly pulled away from her before gently rotating her so she would be facing him instead.

His hands once again fell on her waist as he pulled her to himself while placing one of his legs in between of hers and asked her once again, ”Am I doing anything that makes you uncomfortable?” His face moved closer to her own and their bodies were once again connected with only a bit of distance between their faces.

She couldn't escape anywhere as there was kitchen behind her and with him this close, Sandra could only face him directly. Unfortunately, her hands were located on his chest but it made her safer so he accepted this one drawback.

”You are touching me everywhere...” Sandra pointed out, not scared of him but then he counter-attacked shamelessly, ”Yes, that's natural. Who would resist from holding such a beauty like you? I can't. I only want more and more of you. Does that make you feel uncomfortable? Do you feel any pain?”

She recalled everything he did to her today and she didn't lie, knowing she didn't feel any discomfort, ”Of course I don't, else I would already push you away…”

She wanted to specify what actions of him might be overboard but then Devil Face asked with a dazzling smile, ”So I can hold you in my arms? You can feel that I'm not doing anything naughty with you. I'm just enjoying your company. Should I stop taking joy from being around you?”

”No… That's not what I meant…” Sandra quickly denied but at this point, she was getting confused, feeling as if she was the villain now, stealing joy from him.

He didn't let her finish explaining and pushed her for further answers as he drew near, ”Then what is it? You can tell me anything. I'm here to fulfil any of your wishes today. I'm already holding myself back a lot you know…”

She wanted to push him slightly away but feeling his hot breath and looking at his beautiful eyes, she didn't proceed with that action. She had to reply to his question but nothing came to her mind so she just muttered quietly, ”It's nothing… I don't mind it anymore…”

Sandra had to look away as his eyes were eating her alive but the moment she looked back, his face already took advantage of that small window and closed the last distance. She suddenly found herself being kissed on the lips by the man she always hated. Out of instinct, her hands moved to push him again but she was too late as he already drew away from her.

He left a sweet sensation on her lips that she felt even after they separated. Only a moment later did she comprehend that they actually kissed and stated the obvious out loud, ”You kissed me…”