"So embarrassing… Mikel…" Sylvia moaned and whispered his name, turning her face away, unwilling to meet the man's gaze.
"Eh? Darling, it is a little too late for you to act all shy." Mikel chuckled at her shenanigans. He hovered over her and bit the hardened tip of her nipple. "Also… you don't have to. I quite like this feisty side of yours."
Sylvia couldn't take it anymore and pushed him down away from her and turned towards the other side of the bed, covering her face with her hands. "I am not acting, you jerk." Her muffled voice protested.
However, her words didn't register in the devil's brain as he was busily staring at her back.
His hands tossed her long messy silver hair that flowed like silk to the front and his eyes grazed over her flawless jade-like skin.
He extended his hand, letting the tip of his finger circle her back, making her arch from his touch, and then trailed down to cup her soft perky behind.
Mikel's throat turned hoarse and his hardness once again throbbed as he enjoyed the softness in his hand.
Sylvia bit her lips, swallowing her giggles, as his hands and the things that his hands were doing were ticking her.
She wiggled and squirmed unable to take the tickling anymore, her hands still firmly covering her face and as she did, her soft and tender butt touched the man's hardness, his pulsing head finding the space in between her legs.
Mikel groaned and his hands pulled the woman who was mercilessly teasing him, closer towards him. He kneaded her breasts, his breathing getting more and more ragged.
He pried open her hands which were covering her face and grabbed her chin to turn her towards him and kissed her, his hardness now throbbing against her even more fiercely.
Sylvia closed her eyes and succumbed to the man's kiss, completely losing herself once again.
It was as if she could never have enough of this delicious devil who owned her.
Her hands once again wrapped around him, pulling him even more closer, when Mikel suddenly stopped and pulled himself away.
"Ah! You greedy little kitten. Stop making me crazy." He chuckled, hovering on top of her.
Sylvia blinked, wondering why he was blaming her when he was the one who had attacked her first this time.
She watched him as he leaned closer and shamelessly licked the small bead of saliva that was trickling down her lips.
The devil was so damned seductive when he was behaving like an improper thug.
She parted her lips, panting and yearning for the man's touch when Mikel shook his head helplessly and stood up, getting out of the bed as if he was scared for his life.
This girl! He sighed, his body extremely unpleased with his behavior.
Even though he had a lot of self-control and restraint, just how much could he resist when she looked at him with those tempting eyes…
If things continued this way, then they would probably never leave this room for the next few days. She was an unforgiving quicksand, against whom he would probably lose over and over again.
Mikel gazed at the mesmerizing naked nymph in front of him, his eyes unwilling to tear away from her alluring body.
"My dear… you are going to get me in trouble with the King." He groaned and ran his hand through his hair, his words immediately murdering the intoxicating air in the room.
Sylvia's face immediately paled and she sat up, covering her body with the blanket which was shabbily pushed to one corner of the bed.
As much as she hadn't forgotten the warmth in his face when Mikel whispered sweet nothings to her, she also hadn't forgotten the cold despair and loneliness that lingered around him when he had told her about other things. Other gravely important things that shocked her to her very core.
The high that she was on fully faded and she looked at him with worry written over her face.
Mikel sighed gazing at her heavy expression which left a bitter taste in his mouth. He only wanted to see her happy and not like this.
"You... greedy little kitten." He chuckled, changing the subject. "You cheated me this time. You better not forget what you owe me." Mikel hummed as he kicked aside his old clothes that were messily thrown on the floor and took out a new set from his ring.
"Huh? What...?" Sylvia asked, watching the man deftly buttoning a crisp egg white color shirt, that covered his broad chest and his drooling inducing abdominal muscles.
After buttoning his shirt, Mikel loosened the towel around his waist, letting the woman see all of him, but it only ended up in failure as Sylvia quickly yelped and turned her head down.
"10 times, my darling. You owe my General 10 sessions. Am I being clear enough or should I spell it out?" Mikel pulled his shorts up and then a pair of black formal pants.
"You... you what?" Sylvia sputtered, her face all red and her eyes wide, unable to believe what she was hearing.
The damned shameless devil! And what the hell was with that round number? Surely... the number can't be that high... right?
"Heh. Not bad. You seemed to have guessed correctly." Mikel grinned, drinking in the view in front of him, which was even more tantalizing with the blanket hiding some of her and revealing some of her.
"10 times, sweet girl, remember. I will collect this later when we get back. You better remember this debt and start exercising your mouth."
"You..." Sylvia choked, her breath hitched in her throat.
"Get ready fast and come down." He leaned and kissed her forehead
Leaving the woman completely dumbfounded on the bed, Mikel then shoved the lunch plate on her hands and walked out of the room, his laughter loudly ringing behind him.
Sylvia looked at the lunch plate, a blank look on her face. She wanted to throw it at him, but the devil had already slipped out.
A small sigh escaped from her lips at the man's unbelievable shamelessness, but then her eyes fell on the bed which was in complete disarray, and her lips curved upwards into a shy dreamy smile.
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