Chapter 117 - Burning Up*** (1/2)
[WARNING: Explicit mature content ahead. Skip it if you're uncomfortable or not above 18 years of age. You've been warned.]
It was 4.30 in the morning, but Xander was already wide awake in his bed. He moved to open the curtains to check if the sun had already risen, but to his dismay, there was still nothing out there but darkness.
Since when had he ever had a second thought in doing things according to his liking? He sighed… After careful reflection on his part, he knew he should be more respectful and mindful of Yera's wants and requests.
He stood in front of the balcony door, looking outside through the transparent glass when he felt a pair of delicate arms hugging him from behind. ”Why are you up so early?” Yera asked as she nestled her face on Xander's broad back. She grinned as she teasingly added, ”Don't tell me you're waiting for the sun to be up?”
Xander coughed, followed by a blush on his cheeks, embarrassed that his wife had read his perverted mind.
He felt her hands move downward, and his eyes widened. She was touching him down there, in between his thighs.
”Do you think this unstoppable beast of yours can wait even just a minute more? Look at how… hmm… stiff it is now?” Yera asked in a seductive voice. Of course, she would not torture her husband any longer.
She playfully slid her hand inside his boxer shorts and heard Xander growl. She tugged his manhood and rubbed it gently. ”Why are you such a tease, Darling?!” Xander complained, his voice raspy. His unstoppable beast was ready to attack her as soon as the sun rose. But thankfully, his Darling just sent the go signal, so no more slowing down.
Xander turned around and picked Yera up in one swift motion as he kissed her hungrily. He pinned her against the nearest wall, while still nibbling on her lips, sucking it alternately between the lower and upper lips.
Oh, how he longed to claim those lips whenever he wanted, and not having to wait until it was just the two of them. He would often sneak glances at his wife when they were at work, and her voluptuous and sexy lips were always so tempting for him to take pleasure from. If only Yera knew the amount of self-control he had been applying in order not to devour and kiss her senseless in front of his employees...
He slid his tongue inside her mouth and moaned. He had always been crazy for her. He loved kissing her like this, and he would replay it in his mind over and over again. So, could she really blame him for resorting to petty tricks sometimes, just so he could be alone with her?
He heard Yera's soft moans during their intense kiss. The kiss was a deep one, as he kept probing to taste the sweetness of her lips, tongue, and mouth that he did not seem to be getting enough of.
Yera's body temperature was getting higher. Just like her husband, she was burning with the same desire.
Xander's hand roamed underneath her nightgown. Yera gasped when Xander cupped one of her breasts and squeezed it gently as if he was checking to see if it was still the same size.
”Hmm, did you miss me too?” Xander whispered as his lips trailed along Yera's jawline, down to her neck, biting every inch of her skin, and nibbling it. His fingers kept teasing her nipples, which were already hardened from her arousal. Yera responded with a series of soft moans as she bit her lower lip...
Yera felt Xander's hand move even further south, inside her panties. He was caressing her lady parts, his middle finger trailing their lips.
”You're already wet…” Xander murmured while his other hand pulled down one strap of her nightgown, letting it fall from her shoulder, so he could taste one of those hard nipples of her.
True, she was already moist down there. So moistened, she could feel her own wetness. This would always happen every time Xander kissed her. His kiss still had the power to make her weak. It had never failed to send a tingling and burning sensation into her inner core.