Chapter 160: ¹⁶⁰: lie down 18+

Chapter 160: 1??: lie down 18+

My heat twitched as I moved my hips up and down trying to get some friction from Kael’s clothed cock to my dripping cunt.

I wanted to roll my eyes because of all the sensation I was feeling at the moment. Kael sucking on my lips had already made me dripping wet but now as I was grinding myself up into his hardness I knew the matter had gone beyond that.

If I hadn’t been wearing my shorts and panties then the couch beneath me would have been soiled till now and I don’t even want to imagine what I would have done then.

Just as I was seeing stars by all this Kael broke the kiss, moving back a little and by a little I mean his face was just inches away from mine.

For a moment, neither of us spoke. Every time I thought I had regained my footing, something about him pulled me straight back into uncertainty.

We were both breathing rapidly, as though we had just surfaced after being pulled beneath a powerful current. The comparison was almost ridiculous, yet I couldn’t think of a better way to describe the overwhelming breathlessness I got from just being this close to him, exactly as if I was drowning only that this drowning was something I would willingly do again and again.

Kael moved his eyes from my face, his gaze now moving down to my half naked self, his eyes darkening, his expression growing darker as he took in the picture I was presenting.

I noticed the change immediately.

There was something unnerving about the way his expression could shift without warning. His earlier frustration had not disappeared entirely, but now it was mixed with something quieter, something I couldn’t identify. I watched him carefully, trying to determine whether he was about to say something or whether he had once again decided to keep whatever was going through his mind to himself.

I was still trying to catch my breath, my hands clenching more on his back which I knew was definitely left scratched after how strongly I had gripped it by my nails just seconds ago, when Kael now moved his hands to my shorts as if he found them an eyesore.

With a snap he pulled them down, the fabric pooling down on the floor near my feet leaving with nothing but my drenched underwear now while he himself was in front of me, fully dressed not even a single button of his shirt undone.

Unfair, this was utterly unfair.

I lifted my chin, determined not to let this unfair thing stand anymore.

"Shouldn’t you also take your clothes off, Alpha Kael?" I asked, my voice not sweet or desperate like my body was but it was demanding and resolute, I made certain of that.

Kael had been challenging me all day, pushing my patience and leaving me scrambling to understand his intentions. If he thought I was going to sit quietly and let him dictate every moment between us, he clearly didn’t know me as well as he believed he did.

He was playing rough with me so I was about to behave the same why with him also, nothing more nothing less.

Kael didn’t say anything back he just looked back at me, his eyes now terrifyingly dark as he got up pulling his shirt off of himself in one swift motion, his ripped muscles flexing while he did so.

My already drenched cunt was getting wet even more as I took in the sight of his hard chest once the shirt was pulled off entirely. My eyes travelled down along the middle of his chest, taking in every inch of his drool-worthy body into my consciousness slowly.

If I had some chance in excusing my increasing arousal with the excuse of my underwear already being wet, my nipples left me no going back in that department once my gaze travelled down to Kael’s abdomen. My attention lingered there before moving to the sharp V-shaped line disappearing beneath the waistband of his jeans.

I immediately wished I could tell my own eyes where to look. Unfortunately, they didn’t seem particularly interested in listening to me.

My throat felt as dry as sandpaper, while my mouth was watering simultaneously even as I struggled to swallow, an irritating contradiction that only made me more conscious of how badly I was losing my composure. I knew I should look away. I knew I should stop staring at him as though I had never seen a man before in my life.

But Kael had an infuriating way of making even the simplest things difficult.

All I could think about was how badly I wanted to close the distance between us. I wanted to reach for him, to explore the parts of him I had spent far too much time pretending not to notice and plant my hands all-over on Kael. The thought alone made me want to roll my eyes at myself.

I wanted to take my time and slowly caress every inch of those ripped muscles that were messing with my sanity right now.

Just then the last nail in the coffin of my dignity was when the sound of clinking metal reached my ears before my eyes registered Kael’s hands undoing his belt.

My thoughts came to an abrupt halt. For a moment, I could do nothing except watch him, my earlier determination to remain composed crumbling beneath the weight of my own embarrassment.

I could not help but clench my thighs together trying to contain the fire between my legs when Kael’s pants fell to the ground revealing the bulging tent in his boxers, indicating just how hard and big he was right now.

It was a futile effort.

I gulped down the drool that had formed in my mouth till now while my eyes moved up to finally meet with Kael’s who was looking down at me, his face still expressionless as he took my embarrassing sight in as if he was finding me pathetic.

And I was pathetic, pathetic for the way I was getting desperate for him like a desperate whore something completely contradictory to what I had imagined myself as.

Without a word again Kael moved forward again, standing just inches away from me as he moved his right hand, grabbing my hair by their roots before pulling them to make me look up straight at his eyes.

My breath caught at the suddenness of the gesture.

For a moment, I could only stare into his eyes, searching for some indication of what he intended to do next. I wanted to understand him, but every time I thought I had found a clue, he seemed to offer me another reason to doubt my interpretation.

"Lie on the couch, slut," he said. His voice was clipped and cold.

The words landed between us with an abruptness that made my expression falter before I could stop it. There was no softness in his tone, no trace of the frustration he had shown earlier, and none of the uncertainty that had made him seem so unlike himself only moments ago.

He sounded completely certain of what he wanted. Yet his eyes told a different story. I didn’t know what to believe.

Should I trust the darkness in his eyes that I knew indicated how much he desired all this just like me or the coldness of his voice that made me feel like he saw me as nothing but an object to satisfy him.

The contradiction unsettled me more than I wanted to admit.

I didn’t say anything, knowing I could not come to any conclusion right now. I just moved as soon as he left my hair, and sprawled back onto the couch, settling against its cushions while trying to ignore the tension that had settled over every inch of the room.

The couch was cold beneath me, and its softness somehow felt strangely prickly against my skin. I shifted slightly, attempting to find a comfortable position, but the movement did little to ease the nervous energy running through me.

My eyes remained locked with Kael’s dark ones. I couldn’t seem to look away.

Perhaps it was stubbornness. Perhaps I simply refused to be the one who broke eye contact first after everything that had happened between us. Whatever the reason, I kept staring at him, determined to hold on to at least that small measure of control.

Kael however broke his gaze from my eyes, his gaze again moving down from my face to my breasts. I felt the air thickening between us, my nipples were tight, pulsing, erect begging for Kael’s attention, begging for him to get down and wrap his mouth over them.

As if understanding what I exactly wanted Kael hovered over me, keeping his hands on either side of me while his gaze remained onto my chest making me take a deep breath in anticipation while I waited for him to touch them already.

I moved my hands, to keep them onto his neck, the touch sending a spark through my arms while I thanked whoever chose this couch for how wide this was for enabling us to be able to do all this here while having enough space as if this was made for a time like this.

Kael leaned down, his abs touching my skin while he drags his hot tongue along my right nipple, slowly, agonisingly slow.