Chapter 106
"R—reward?" She stuttered, her cheeks heating up. Drogen smirked teasingly, then leaned closer till their faces were only inches apart.
"I'm starving Nat," he growled lowly, his voice dripping with desire. "I don't know how much longer I can hold on. It's just impossible to resist you." He whispered, his hand reaching for her face and brushing her cheeks softly as he gave her a taunting grin.
Natasha could feel butterflies rage her stomach, he was equally impossible to resist, she just couldn't deny him because she yearned for him just as much. Thinking about the fact that he was hard for her made her thighs clench, heat pooling between her legs, she could give him what he wanted, and tell him everything later. Just tonight, one last time.
Her eyes softened, darkened with something deeper. She slowly reached for his face, cupping his cheeks between her both palms as she stared intensely at him, her eyes full of pure unfiltered emotions.
Drogen's heart started racing hard as he stared back with equal intensity, the way she looked at him was enough to wreck him.
"Can I take the lead tonight?" Natasha asked softly, giving him a smile that was enough to make him submit completely, and he actually did.
A sharp breath escaped him. "I'm all yours my queen." He muttered, his voice was ragged, thick with lust. His body was on fire, the feeling of excitement rushed through his core, and goosebumps of arousal spread through his body, he was fully turned on, hard as a rock. The power she had over him was just, insanely incredible, and he loved every second of it.
Natasha breathed shakily, gathering up courage, she was going to please him tonight, give him the best of everything she could offer.
She reached for his shirt and started unbuttoning each one in an agonizingly slow pace, Drogen's jaw tightened as a low guttural groan slipped from his throat, he was barely holding on to his self control, he couldn't wait to feel her wet cunt clenching tightly around his length, then he would thrust in and out of her in a deliciously fast pace till they both erupted in a soul wrecking orgasm. His cock became even harder the more he thought about it, but he decided to hold back, he wanted to know what it felt like to surrender to her completely.
As Natasha undid each buttons, she would use her fingers to trace the hard lines of his chest, placing soft kisses and touches that forced deep moans out of Drogen, and she was enjoying every last bit of the sexy sounds he made, it turned her so fucking on.
Once she had undone the last button, she removed the shirt slowly savouring the way his muscles tensed under her gaze.
Then, without breaking eye contact, she reached for her own gown and peeled it off, deliberately slow.
Drogen gulped hard as he watched her, imagine starving for a whole day and then, your favorite food is right in front of you but you're not allowed to touch it, this was pure torture, delicious and unbearable torture.
His neck veins became more pronounced, his hardened arousal high and erected, poking his pants.
Once Natasha was done removing her gown, she stopped, leaving only her black lacy underwear and bra, the black color was a complete contrast to her snow white skin, making her look even more attractive.
She moved closer to Drogen and balanced herself on his laps, straddling him. She couldn't stop the moan that escaped her lips as soon as she felt his erection against her wet sex, Drogen also let out a deep groan from the contact.
"Fuck," Drogen growled, his hand gripping her thigh, and the other gripping her waist. "Are you doing this on purpose?" He asked with a smirk, his voice laboured from intense cravings.
"Patience love, it's my turn to savor you." Natasha whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. The word love she just called him was enough to make him submit instantly, a smile curved on his lips as he swallowed, anticipating her next move.
Natasha leaned in, her lips barely brushing his. She gave him a teasing peck, then pulled back, watching his reaction. His breath was ragged, eyes locked on her lips.
And then she kissed him, deep, hard and hungry. Drogen immediately parted his lips, inviting her in.
Her tongue slid inside his mouth, and she didn't hold back with the kiss, she kissed him, slow and commanding, swirling around his tongue, sucking, licking and tasting him.
At the same time, she rolled her hips against him, grinding her soaked panties over his cock.
Drogen couldn't stop the deep brutal groans and moans that escaped his throat, his arms wrapped around her back, holding her firmly as their kisses deepened. This feeling was just divine, and he wanted more so badly. But he didn't take control, not yet. He wanted to feel her own him.
Natasha didn't let up. She rocked harder, faster, her breath hitching, her hands gripping his shoulders for balance. The friction, the heat—it was overwhelming.
His hands roamed, his fingers digging into her thighs, guiding and urging her to move faster. Their moans and gasps tangled together, filling the room with sound of pure need and pleasure.
Every grind sent Drogen closer to the edge, his hips bucking up instinctively, chasing that high.
And then it hit, Drogen let out a deep groan as he shuddered hard beneath her, his release spilled into his pants. The release was so intense it nearly stole his breath.
Natasha wasn't far behind. Her back arched, throwing her head backwards as she rolled her eyes, a cry of pleasure tearing from her throat as her orgasm crashed over her, thighs trembling around him.
Breathing heavily, Natasha slumped against him, their chest heaving in sync.
Drogen let out a low breathless chuckle, eyes dark and still burning. "You're so fucking amazing." He whispered, bitting his bottom lips, not able to hide his amazement.
A few months back, if someone has told him that he could cum from just grinding against a woman, he wouldn't have believed it.
He couldn't count the number of things he had discovered about himself since he met her, she was the first one to have actually ever awakened his primal beast of intense desire and lust. His self control for sex had flown out the window since he tasted her for the very first time. He couldn't help but want to devour her with every moment he got.
"But I'm not done." Natasha breathed out against his ear, her warm breath sending another jolt of arousal straight to his cock.