Chapter 105 - - 105
A sordid smile emerged from Matthias' lips as looked up at his bold mistress. He laid beneath her in dormancy, as if handing over the reigns completely under her command.
On the other hand, Leyla's heart was beating wildly in her chest in a mix of anxiety and excitement at the prospect of her leading tonight's activities. She eyed him in a contemplative manner, before eventually lowering her torso closer to his...
Matthias would have groaned out in relief the moment her bare chest draped across his, but he found himself pleasantly surprised when Leyla's tongue delved deep into his mouth not a second later, swallowing whatever sound he would have made.
Their lips danced against each other, their tongues entangling with each other as they devoured each other mutually. Matthias wanted to watch her more, but the feel of her lips against his was too overwhelming, his eyes fluttered shut eventually.
With his sight gone from the equation, the other sensations heightened, making him feel the warmth emanating from Leyla above him. At this distance, he could smell the sweet scent he'd come to associate with her...
His fists clenched tighter around the sheets in an effort to reign in his building urges that the veins along his arms were becoming more defined. He eagerly took and savored her fiery kisses, swallowing down the saliva dripping from both their mouths.
'There must be something,' Matthias belatedly thought as Leyla pulled away with a wet pop, a thin line of saliva connecting their lips. She eyed him with half-lidded eyes, before her nimble fingers grabbed onto the collar of his shirt...
And she deftly began unbuttoning it one by one.
Her hips rocked temptingly above his clothed erection, making him groan in response as he threw his head back at the sweet friction. Her dainty hands began roaming his bare chest, chilly fingers brushing over his pebbled nipples, before he felt her shift her hips down to his thighs...
Leyla felt her hands freeze in their ministrations as she eyed the buckles of the Duke's pants. The prospect of having to undress the Duke by her own volition was so much like choosing to jump over a cliff...
But she had to. She wanted to seduce him, and trap him in a lie full of sweetness and lust.