Completely rendered speechless, Sylvia buried her head in the damned devil's chest and cursed herself for trying to help this big bad bully.
She wanted to protest against this unfairness, but the devil had already started to mess around with her, without even giving her some breathing space to vent out her frustration.
She bit her lips and looked at him, her blue eyes complaining about how she was wronged. However, the man continued busily unzipping her dress and tugging at the ribbons.
Revealing her milky white breasts, he then buried his head into them just like she had done just seconds before.
How shameless! Sylvia's face turned ripe and she was about to push him away when the man's words held her still. "Ughh... my sweet kitten... how am I going to stay without you for the next few days."
"I won't be with you?" Sylvia asked, her voice hesitant as if she didn't want to know the answer to the question. She forgot that she was angry with him just a moment ago.
"It's all my fault." Mikel looked up with a sad puppy dog face and he made a funny face, which made him look even more adorable.
Sylvia was amused at such a cute expression, as she had only seen the man's devilish and cunning side and his handsome charming side.
She had never seen him so light and playful and couldn't help but admire the childish sparkle in his coal black eyes, when the pair of naughty lips parted again, breaking her trance.
"I should have really fooled around with more women." The devil between her breasts sighed as if he was genuinely sad, making her expression change.
"You!" Sylvia frowned, her brows knitting together. She pushed him away forcefully, tearing the man away from her breasts.
"No, darling. I mean... If I had fooled around with a lot of women, then I could just let you stay in my room in the castle and no one would suspect a thing." He innocently replied.
Sylvia scoffed, obviously not satisfied with his answer, which made him only grin wider.
He straightened up and leaned forward to cover the frown on her mouth with his lips. "I can't wait to return back. I will miss you."
The devil's sweet words melted her and Sylvia gave up, kissing him back, their tongues rubbing with each other passionately.
Since they had literally just done some questionable immoral things back in his room, she didn't think that he would attack her again in the carriage.
Even though they were sitting inside and no one could see or hear them, she still felt a bit exposed, but the man's hands were making her unable to focus on anything else other than him.
Her heart raced as she felt his lips move to her neck and he whispered dangerous words into her ear. "Mmm... my sweet kitten. My tongue wants to taste you again."
He continued as she closed her eyes and let her head fall back, hearing his voice in her ear made her feel…
Her mind was a whirlpool of emotions that she had trouble sorting out. She loved it. She hated it. She craved for it. She wanted it.
Seeing her face drip with desire once again, Mikel chuckled. "Baby, why do I feel like you are going to suck me dry... can I even keep up with you..."
His words, however, did not reflect his actions as the man ravaged the woman on his lap, more than eagerly, pulling her dress down even further.
She might be insatiable but she was also extremely alluring and addictive. His hands rubbed and plundered every inch of her skin making her moan loudly and repeatedly.
And when he satisfied her breasts, his hand slipped down to the wetness in between her legs, rubbing her softly and gently down there, making her moan even louder and louder.
Sylvia shivered and buried her head on the nape of his neck, digging into his flesh with her teeth.
Without realizing it, her hips moved to the rhythm of his fingers and she moaned and panted as he stroked her.
His gentle and soft strokes slowly turned faster and faster, as he loved her the way she needed him to, meticulously devouring her sweat reactions.
In less than a minute, he skillfully pushed her to the extreme and fireworks exploded in her brain, making her languid in his arms.
Mikel grinned in amusement and once again started stroking her and petting her when Sylvia bit her lips and pushed his hand away.
"Mikel..." She whispered for him to stop as she was sure that her heart couldn't handle much more today.
She smiled shyly and peeked at the man from the corner of her eyes, only to see him shamelessly licking his fingers that were wet and glistening, with the obsidian orbs gazing back at her with a smirk. "Not hungry anymore?"
Sylvia quickly looked away, her heart pounding crazily. Damn it! If she was not a slave before, she was definitely one now.
This big bad bully had her completely wrapped around his finger, both literally and figuratively.
Sylvia blushed seeing how he was taking his time, still shamelessly licking his fingers, one by one as if he was savoring a delicacy.
She pushed him away and got up, only to see herself completely naked, all of her clothing shed and fallen haphazardly on the carriage floor in a big mess, while he, on the other hand, was fully clothed with only a couple of his shirt buttons undone.
"When did you...!?" Sylvia was shocked and she hurriedly covered herself, one hand on her lower abdomen and the other on her chest, though nothing was successfully hidden in the end.
"Why even bother? I have seen everything plenty of times." Mikel chuckled, mocking her chaste actions, his eyes memorizing her body from top to bottom.
Sylvia scoffed angrily and ignored him and got dressed again as fast as she could, while the devil in front of her, enjoyed the good show with a grin.
Read 𝓁at𝙚st chapters at (f)re𝒆we(b)novel.com Only