CHAPTER 185: SLEEP TO SLIP

Stephanie’s face burned as she just wished the ground would swallow her fully. She had been so caught up with him that she had failed to realize she had not been wearing an undergarment at all, and when he had touched her, she had felt her body tingling in her lower stomach, butterflies that shivered and tickled through her.

She shifted as she sat up to move a bit, but that made things even worse, as her inner thigh now rested on his stomach. They were now making contact, and his eyes—yes, where they were—locked on it.

Stephanie’s face burned as she moved to cover herself and stand, but Zekel caught her hands before she could. His gaze moved to her ever so slowly.

"Now move your hips on me, front and back," he huskily whispered. Her eyes widened. He had only planned to see her, but he had ended up fighting his own internal battles, seeing her on atop of him, lying comfortably with his view on her.

His hands moved to her thigh softly as Stephanie’s hair fell slightly to her face, scattered yet she looked like a world-renowned painting.

His large arm finally rested on her bare waist as she moved her hips slowly backward and forward. Her eyes widened as sweetness seeped through her, her clit tingling and her vagina made contact with his stomach.

As she moved front and back, his abs hardened, pushing her clit upwards slightly. The little bump from one of his packs to another sparked her, and another moan left her lips.

Her eyes locked with his in pure disbelief—this felt so good she could not even explain it, surprised at just how good it felt. She began moving her hips slowly, then vastly, as electrifying sensations squeezed through her inner thighs, bursting around her senses.

Her breath caught. Zekel groaned, his lazy eyes staring at her. The feeling was so good. Their eyes locked lazily, and the more she moaned, the more his body tingled. He moved her hips faster as more moans tore from her lips.

"Ahhhrr~~ Z... Zekel," she moaned even more, trying her best to control herself but couldn’t. She was going higher, her senses tingling thist not moving faster as her moans grew louder. Her head fell backward as she finally spilled on him.

Just as she did, his hands moved to her neck while his other hand pushed her backward. Her spill splashed on his face, and he stuck out his tongue—some splashing on it. Her eyes flew wide, yet she was too lazy to even speak.

She fell forward, her hair now falling in his face. The lavender scent of her hair was so soothing that it added to his senses.

"Fuck... you are fucking good, you’re good," Zekel whispered, Stephanie’s eyes turn wide as she moved her hands to wipe his face. But he caught her hands and pulled her so her body fell on him.

He moved her hips up as Stephanie’s lips parted. Before she could say a word, his tongue slid onto her inner thigh. Her eyes flew wide, making her sit on his face, and that made his tongue slide further inside. Another moan left her lips in electrifying pleasure and disbelief. She moved to sit up, but his hands kept her hips in place. Her hair now fell over her face, and she moved her arms to push it back.

"No... your tongue... ahhh," she moaned as he shivered, the deepness of his voice tingling her. His warm breath fanned her, making it even better than she could imagine.

He licked her, and her eyes sparked as electricity flew up her spine, sparking over her body. His teeth grazed her clit while his tongue slipped inside at the same time.

She finally reached her limit and spilled again on his face. His breath caught as she tried to calm herself, but time passed, and she finally realized she was on his face. She pulled away.

Her face burned as she moved to remove her gown. Zekel’s eyes widened; he did not expect that at all. But to his surprise, she had moved to clean his face before he could stop her. As she did, her breasts bounced softly. It seemed she was more concerned with cleaning his face than stripping.

As she cleaned his face, he let her, enjoying her shy expression as she avoided his gaze while she did it.

"You said you wanted to sleep," she gave him a pointer gaze which told him she had enjoy ther this weekay better, her face burning as his heartbeat raced faster.

Who would have thought things would escalate quickly to this ecstatic moment?

"Oh yes, I did. I slipped in..." he stretched the words, sticking out his tongue in a circular motion teasingly. Stephanie’s eyes widened at his words; she could not believe the audacity of this man. The way he reasoned left her thinking twice, and the fact he said it made her body tingle with more pleasure

"You bad man," she whispered as he nodded, his eyes locking on her nipples.

"Yes, so, so bad. Say that again, sugar..." he spoke. She finally noticed where his eyes were. She had forgotten she herself was naked while cleaning him.

She moved to cover herself, but she was already late. He maneuvered her, and before she knew it, her back was pressing the bed. Her hands were above her head. Their gaze locked as he moved, and their lips met. They kissed—rough, hard, yet sparkling, as if all the kisses they had wanted to have were in this one.

Stephanie’s body shivered lightly as he stuck his tongue into her.

Who would have thought? From literally just wanting to sleep, it would lead them to sleep together.

"You’re fucking gorgeous... fuck, I thought about you the whole time at the battlefield." he rasped sexily

Finally, he moved, his lips kissing her collarbones. He sucked on her neck as he continued, then reached her breasts. He moved to her nipples, sucking on them while one hand held both of hers in place over her head. He squeezed her breasts softly, and a moan tore from her lips.

His deep brown eyes locked on her as he spread her legs wide, his hands sliding in.

Another moan tore from her lips, and just as he moved to add another finger...

Her hips jolted up.