Chapter 165


    Chapter 165


    The desire pent up inside him guides his actions. His arousal evident from the bulge in his pants.


    “So wet.”


    He mumbles, taking his fingers out and sucking my warmth off his fingers. I hold back a plea for him to


    take me. The annoying voice telling me to take initiative and take what I want ringing in the back of my


    head. I had no desire to stop. I wanted to go even further.


    He abruptly stands in front of me, pressing close until both of his arms are at my sides. Raizel ttens


    his palms against the wall. I open my mouth to ask him what he’s doing but nothinges out. The


    words are drowned out by how his mouth catches mine.


    I sigh against his lips, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him even closer. My breasts press


    against his chest in a snug fit. Raizel makes quick work of his pants, yanking the belt off and unzipping


    his trousers before it pooled around his ankles. He kicks his pants to the side, angling his head over


    when he feels my lips attach to the sensitive skin of his neck.


    Licking down the nape and over his corbone, I reveled in the moan he lets out. I’m not even fazed


    when I feel him reach over my back to unclip my bra. I let it fall just as easily as everything else I wore


    before.


    I felt a smile inch over my face when I catch sight of the bar of soap behind him. I untangle my arms


    around his neck, reaching for the soap and rub it over his chest. Cleaning every inch of his torso clean


    of blood while shaping his structure in my mind.


    Memorizing the way his body was created and feeling tremendously blessed that this man was mine.


    Raizel groans when I bend down, running the soap bar over his abdomen and down to his thighs. I


    kneel, taking in the sight of his hardened length curving over his stomach with the tip touching his belly


    button. He was., intimidating. Goddess above, was this man blessed. I lick my lips without thinking,


    acting on raw instinct to wrap my hand around his co ck.


    It was a curious thing. To feel the weight of him in my hand. Hot, thick and unsurprisingly hard.


    I feel him flinch in surprise, jolting in my hold when his bright grey eyes stare down at me with


    unmasked amazement. Having no experience in this whatsoever, I experimentally pump my hand,


    taking in consideration the way his eyes rolled to the back his head.


    That had to be a good sign, right?


    “F uck, that’s good-”


    he groans, running his hand through my hair. I feel pride swell inside me, using his encouragement as


    motivation to keep going. I may be a virgin but I wasnt ignorant to sex. I’ve had my fair share of stories


    and the many retellings of Noah’s adventurous sex life with Mailia. Granted, I’ve never asked for those


    details she was so insistent on telling me.


    I swept the pads of my fingers over the veins on his c ock before going over the tip oozing with pre-cu


    m. Hearing him moan and feeling it in my hand managed to turn me on more.


    I clench my legs together,


    I want to taste him, to feel my tongue tracing his veins, to feel my cheeks hollow around his length, to


    feel him thrust into my mouth.


    I want it so bad my mouth waters.


    Ipeer up to Raizel, noting that his head was tossed back with his eyes shut tight. I wanted to do it… and


    there’s nothing really stoping me, is there?


    Chapter 165


    Breathing out over his co ck, my heart raced when he began thrusting into my hand. I nced at him


    onest time, held onto the drop of confidence left in me and licked the tip of his length.


    He startles so hard he nearly stumbles. He snaps his eyes on me and with a parted mouth watched as


    I did it again.


    Salty, bitter but unreasonable addicting, I lick from the base of his co ck and over. He cussed, fis ting a


    hand in my hair. The look of predatory possessiveness he gives me urges me to do more. I want him to


    moan because of me. I want him to feel good because of me. With this mindset, I open my mouth,


    sliding his length down my tongue and moaned when the tip touched the back of my throat.


    The urge to gag is there but I steadily ignore it. I want to do this. Even if I don’t do it right, I want to get


    him in my mouth.


    “You’re so good to me.”


    He praises, thrusting into my mouth at a very slow pace. I’m intoxicated with lust. The hazy yearning for


    him overpowering everything. I scratch at his thighs, telling him to go harder and he nods, his thrusts


    getting a little faster. He’s making sure not to choke me, only thrusting bit by bit at a time.


    His muscles tighten, breathing hard and heavy when he throws his head back. His other hand gently


    holding my jaw affectionately while running his thumb over my jawline. Hollowing my cheeks, he hisses


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