Chapter 137 - Revenge Never Tasted So Sweet (1/2)

”S-Stop…”

He paused. Their lips parted slightly as they panted. Chests heaving up and down as their bodies were stuck together, basking in the warmth of each other's embrace. Holding her tightly in his arms, he stood near the edge of the bed.

It was impossible to recognize their heartbeats, the breaths that were intermingling together like they were one. His brown eyes never once stopped looking at her.

His hand found its way back to her face as he held her jaw, stroking it ever so lightly with his large rough palm that seemed oddly warm to her.

Just as he leaned in for another kiss, she pressed her palm on his mouth, ”N-No, you can't do this,” She finally said, catching her breath.

His brown eyes flickered, ”Mei…” Was she regretting already?

She looked into his eyes and her heart raced. Along with pink, brown was another color that she disliked the most.

She hated the sight of brown but why would his eyes, despite falling in the brown category, never made her hate him? More like they were her favorites.

She loved his eyes. They have always been the most artistic pair of eyes she had ever seen.

She raised another hand and pressed her palm on his eyes while his hold on her waist continued tightening as if he wanted to meld her into him.

”You don't get to do this all the time,” She whispered in a daze and removed her palm from his lips before grabbing his collar as she dragged him closer and stood up on her tiptoes.

Despite his vision being blocked by her palm, his hold on her waist remained strong while his other hand found its way to the back of her thighs, handling her effortlessly.

”You don't get to control me all the time,” She mumbled near his lips, ”You even kicked me out of the mansion. It should be my turn for revenge…!” Her grip on his collar tightened while her other hand grabbed the back of his neck.

With a slight tug, their lips were dancing together again. He smiled and pulled her lower lip between his teeth, drawing on it lightly.

She closed her eyes feeling the sweetness of the wine invading her taste buds once again. She slid her hands under his jacket to press him closer as if they weren't already close enough.

As her tongue trace the outlines of his lips, he groaned. The low groan at the back of his throat, a small pleading voice that he made, setting every inch of her skin on fire. The barest tip of her tongue moved forward to tease his upper lips and he welcomed her as she explored every inch of his mouth until her breathing turned labored.

Their hearts racing. Her toes ached from standing on tiptoes for too long causing her to stumble forward.

She gasped as both of them fell on the bed. ”Ahh…” The top of her head bumped onto his chin causing her to wince. On top of that, something seemed to be poking her inner thighs. Still, in a daze, she grabbed the thing and twisted it so that it would stop poking her.

”Uh…” He let out a stifled groan.

She froze at the erotic sound that seemed to have some kind of weird effect on her. Her body was burning hotter than before. The 'poking' thing in her hand twitched and the past 10 minutes of adventure and thrill flashed in her mind like a movie.

As she finally came back to her senses and realization dawned on her, her fuzzy brain finally started working and soon, she realized who was poking her from within his pants. Her hands trembled as she let it go.

Her face was still buried in his throat as she murmured to herself, ”God…No…”