The Villianess story: A 100 ways to kill your husband
Chapter 244: Save the slu*t

Chapter 244: Save the slu*t

The longer it takes the more you crave it until it drives you insane.

Her toes curled as she tugged on his hair. He ignored the pain in his hair and continued his slow torture session. He loved her pitiful cries and moans but it wasn’t all merry for him.

Every good thing comes at a cost; her arousal was the strongest aphrodisiac he had come across. The longer he drew the harder it was for him. He hissed, gritting his teeth, his member twitching and begging for her embrace.

Cedric moved from her and took a moment to admire his work. His hand trailing between her thighs, she badly wanted to clench them together to control the urge but a freaking large man was between her legs.

Cedric’s eyes traced her every curve; she was a total mess, completely flush. Her ginger hair glowed like gold under the candlelight. Her tongue slowly rolled over her lips before she bit it again.

She was not aware of how her little actions were affecting him. Her eyes were staring at a particular part of him she could not look away from; he was literally leaking out precum from his tips, yet he refused to end the torture for the both of them. She saw his member twitch, the veins Popping out, and she could already imagine the feeling of when he intruded into her.

Cedric wanted to play on but she was making it freaking hard. He hissed; if this was contemporary times, the thought on his mind would definitely be fuck it. He knew she was staring at his raging monster; her gaze said it all about how she wanted him to. It gave him a sense of joy knowing only he could satisfy her this way; he would make sure of it.

Cedric captured her lips again, his hand that was creeping up plunged into her flower. Abrielle’s breath hitched, the dear goddess. She didn’t want him to pull out.

She was soaking wet, her insides clenching against his fingers. Cedric’s tongue parted her lips, delving into her mouth where he found her tongue that loved spouting words that triggered him.

He didn’t move inside her; she couldn’t focus on the kiss and tried to grind herself on his digit. Cedric was amused at her reaction. She was that desperate

Of course, being a little devil, he wasn’t going to make it that easy for him. He broke the kiss, simultaneously withdrawing from her wet folds.

She cried out, whimpering in protest. "Someone is being impatient." Cedric chimed with a cocky smile that pissed her off. What did she do to be treated like this?

She hissed, refusing to verbally acknowledge her cravings. "You are so wet down there clinging unto me like your life depends on it." He mentioned with a teasing smile.

"You are enjoying this so badly." She commented and his smile grew wider. "Enjoying as much as it is killing me. It is so hard not to fill you up." He shamelessly admitted, her eyes going wide.

"If it is so hard for you. What is holding you back?" She asked him. The way his eyes sparkled, he was indeed enjoying this.

Cedric reached out for her lips that were bruised and burst, rubbing it with his finger that was in her flower earlier. He forced her to open her mouth, placing his fingers inside. From his gaze, she knew what he wanted.

She started sucking on it, the way her tongue swirled around his finger was messing with him. "The longer the wait the more you enjoy it." He replied, hissing as she bit her finger, infuriated by his silly reason.

"Oh dear, the way you bit my finger really wants me to replace it with my member. I wonder between your sweet insides and your warm mouth which would feel more heavenly." His words were unfiltered; she felt her inside clenched and unclenched, crying desperately.

"I guess that will be another time when you will beg for it yourself." He added pulling out his fingers. Her face scrunched up, although Abrielle have heard of blowjobs before the thought of sucking over the actual thing did give her a strange feeling

"In your dreams," she spat without thinking. Cedric’s eyes darkened, and he leaned towards her ear. "We will see about that. I can’t wait to see you eat up your words." He whispered into her ears.

Abrielle swallowed hard imagining Cedric actually forcing her to take him by her mouth. Silly enough, despite spitting at the idea, her curiosity was actually intrigued.

She was distracted a bit by her thoughts. She didn’t expect what he did next until her insides literally ripped apart. He was already so damn hard; he also burst, feeling the familiar warmth of her folds.

He went in slow to give her time to adjust to the most of him she could take. At times, he felt she wasn’t deep enough to take him all in, but he had no choice but to enjoy what he had now. He groaned, his gaze didn’t leave her face that was contoured with pain.

"Just a bit more," he could barely say, she was squeezing the life out of him. Cedric waited a bit for her to relax before he started moving inside her slowly. It was so damn hard to move despite how wet she was her folds were clenching so damn tightly on him.

He gritted his teeth and continued regardless. Slowly, she relaxed, and things got easier for the both of them. Cedric then picked up the pace gradually until he was slamming like a madman yet still careful due to his size.

He already knew her insides like the back of her palms; he knew all her spots, and he teased them endlessly. Her sweet songs filled the room as she shamelessly moaned, writhing and squirming under him.

Her hand clutched the bed covers only if they could stay together. The way he taught her the meaning of sweet torture would have sealed the deal. Why did she have to run from this? The goddess please help her slutty mind.

"Cedric, ced...mmm.. don’t stop, no matter what don’t stop." She begged half moaning.

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