The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 81: Naughty

Chapter 81: Naughty

He paused his motions, leaning his lips down to hover above her skin on her shoulder, and pressed a kiss on the spot keeping his lips there for a few seconds before he pulled them away and rested his mouth next to her ear.

"Yes love, do you need something?"

He asked while pressing kisses on her back, her body betraying her

"Tell me or I’ll stop touching you." he warned, but sounded completely entertained by how frazzled she looked .

Beatrix swallowed her nerves, trying to find her voice as she urged out quietly"...I need you to touch me"

"What was that? You’ll have to speak up, I didn’t catch that" he said playing dumb.

She gasped, her chest beginning to heave as her breathing became shallow and uneven. She fidgeted in his arms as he ran his fingers over her smooth skin, starting at her belly and moving down to her inner thigh, almost but not quite reaching her sensitive areas. His touch was a tease, a temptation, letting her know what he could do to her.

"Please touch me...." She said as she arched her spine, tilting her little ass up; and pushed back against her, rubbing it up and down his rock solid erection.

"Fuck little mouse....you’re getting naughty."

The ache between her thighs grew more and more insistent as he turned her around to face him.

She could see his desire through the way he breathed heavily and the stormy look in his eyes.

He looked at her lips with a hunger that made her feel like time and the world around them didn’t matter.

When he finally leaned down and kissed her , a burst of heat went through her body.

Each kiss sent licks of electricity through her veins as he took his time with her, driving her wild and stimulating her senses with gentle, prolonged kisses causing a swarm of butterflies to take flight in her stomach.

One of his hands tangled in her hair while the other wrapped around her lower back. He pulled her tightly against him, her hips pressing against his.

Beatrix let out a loud whine as she felt the bulge of his arousal between his legs, and on instinct, she grinded her hips against him to increase the friction.This caused him to hiss in response.

"Rhys I want you to touch me," she whispered in a frenzied haze of desire.

He groaned, "Little mouse, you have no idea how much I want to touch you. But I can’t do that when you are drunk. I need you to ask me when you are sober."

Beatrix bemoaned, "Then why did you touch me in the first place.....I’m not that drunk please."

Rhys sighed, "I just wanted to tease you I didn’t know..fuck!"

He groaned when Beatrix grabbed his hard-on and squeezed it. She whined in excitement when she felt him in her hand,

"Please..." she stroked him aggressively and begged against his lips,

"Please...make me come."

"Fuuuck little mouse,sit on the bed" he hissed and said, so that he could get on his knees with her.

Beatrix eagerly reached to undo his pants. He stopped her and chuckled softly, "No."

Beatrix let out a loud whine of frustration, her desire becoming almost painful. He grabbed the back of her neck and growled, "Don’t worry,love , I’m going to make you come."

The promise in his words sent shivers down her spine and made her pant with anticipation.

Suddenly, his other hand slid inside the front of her heat,

"Is this what you want?"

"Yes!!"

He inserted two fingers into her and groaned, "Oh god, you are so wet for me."

Beatrix gasped loudly and rocked her hips into his hand. He held her in place with one hand on her thigh and the other inside of her , teasing her slowly. ".

He bent down and took one of her breasts into his mouth, his tongue flickering relentlessly and causing a heat to spread through her lower abdomen.

Beatrix clutched the back of his neck and gasped, "Rhys!!" He chuckled as he picked up the pace, his thumb rubbing hard against her clit.

She let out small sounds of pleasure, unable to think around the overwhelming sensations he was causing in her body. Suddenly, she felt herself tensing up.

Rhys purred, "Look at me...I want to watch you come."

Beatrix couldn’t tear her eyes away from him as he held her in his intense gaze. Her heart was racing and she was struggling to catch her breath. He had a wicked smile on his face as he commanded,

"Come for me," And that was all it took.

She let out a cry as she was overwhelmed with waves of pleasure. When it was over, he withdrew his hand, being mindful not to touch her sensitive genital area. He kissed her gently and said,

"’You look absolutely gorgeous when you climax."

He brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean.

"God, you taste incredible," he said. Her legs were shaking and she could no longer hold herself up, so she collapsed onto the bed and curled around a pillow.

He kissed her softly on the forehead and then got up from the bed.

’I’ll be right back, I’m coming to prepare a hot bath for you."

Beatrix nodded and covered her body with her blanket as she waited for him.

She heard the sound of water running and a few minutes later he came back.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

Beatrix nodded. She felt bad that because of her he was still wearing his drenched shirt.

"Sorry..." she whispered.

Rhys frowned at her in confusion. Clearly he didn’t know why she was apologizing out of nowhere.

"You’re still wet and—-" she blushed as she trailed off.

"And?" Rhys asked, cocking his brows at her.

"Clearly you didn’t get a release. I think you’re right. I’m going to kill you with a blood clot."

Rhys chuckled and shook his head.

"If you feel bad you can help me in the bathroom. Now let’s go."