Villain Ch 197. The Author’s Seduction

Allen kept his hand pressed firmly against her neck for several long moments until he felt her body begin to calm down from her heightened state of arousal.

After seeing how deep the mark had made itself onto her skin, Allen gently removed his hand from around her neck. He caressed the spot where it had rested only moments ago; its warmth lingered on his palm even after it had been released. With great care, he brought it toward Jane’s face, brushing it against her cheek affectionately. The red color faded away almost instantly, leaving behind faint red hues that were barely noticeable amidst her natural skin tone.

His voice dripped with seduction as he remarked, “That necklace looks absolutely stunning on your neck.” A small, enticing smile curved his lips, sending a wave of desire coursing through her veins. At that moment, she yearned to bridge the distance between them, to press herself against him and plead for his touch.

His fingers, now devoid of the restraining grip, caressed her cheek with a gentle touch. The sensation sent a thrill cascading through her, igniting a longing deep within her soul. It was as if his every touch awakened a primal desire, urging her to succumb to the overwhelming magnetism that enveloped them.

“I have never experienced anything like that,” she whispered shyly, embarrassed by what just transpired. Her cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration. “Your touch… I don’t think anyone has ever touched me with so much passion.”

She looked up at him with an expression of longing and vulnerability, a plea to take her here.

A gentle smile played across his lips as he stared down at her intently. His gaze seemed to pierce straight through to the depths of her soul, making her feel naked and vulnerable in a way she hadn’t before.

A playful spark danced in his eyes as he leaned in closer, his voice a velvety whisper. “Do you have another thing to say, hm?” he inquired, his gaze fixed intently on her. Though it was merely a guess on his part, her expression spoke volumes. Her eyes, locked onto his, betrayed a clarity that words could not convey.

“No,” she stammered nervously, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Really?” he replied, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. His voice dripped with playful teasing as he continued, “Because I could have sworn I saw a plea in your eyes, begging me to take you.”

His words struck her like a lightning bolt, sending a surge of electricity straight to her heart. Her eyes widened in surprise, her pupils dilating with a mixture of anticipation and fear. It was as if his mere presence had the power to awaken a dormant desire within her, setting her entire being ablaze. .

“Take me…” The words tumbled out of her mouth, slipping past her lips before she could even comprehend their meaning. Her gaze remained fixed upon him, her eyes filled with a potent combination of longing and uncertainty.

A satisfied smile graced his lips, a glint of triumph dancing in his eyes. “Well, well,” he responded, his voice laced with a mixture of amusement and desire. “If that’s what you truly desire, who am I to deny you?” With those words, he lowered his lips to hers once more, reigniting the fiery passion that had consumed them.

As their kiss deepened, time seemed to stand still. It was a whirlwind of sensations, a symphony of desire that enveloped them both. His touch was both gentle and commanding, his hands navigating the contours of her body with practiced ease. The weight of his hand pressed against her, a tangible reminder of the intimate connection they were forging.

‘I want him…’ Those words filled her mind. She wanted nothing more than to surrender herself completely into his embrace, allowing him complete control over her fate.

Their tongues met in an intense duel as she allowed him access to her mouth. A primal need swept through her like wildfire as she found herself leaning further forward. As she parted her lips to allow Allen full access, she felt something press firmly against her lower lip.

His hand started to peel off her top and lower her bra, exposing her nice mounds to him without taking her clothes off completely. He used two fingers on each hand to gently rub circles around her nipples while he continued to suckle at her tongue. Her body responded to his tender caress immediately, sending shivers down her spine. Her skin flushed red under his gaze, almost glowing from within, bringing out hints of pink tingeing her cheeks.

He released her lips only long enough for her to take a breath before attacking again, sucking hard upon her tongue as though it was a piece of candy.

With a swift motion, his hands took both of her hands and put them above her head, holding them with one hand. His other hand slid across her thigh, lightly tracing its way up towards her stomach until finally reaching the apex between her legs. It then trailed slowly along the outside edge, creating tingling waves that traveled throughout her entire being.

“Hnn…” she sighed. Her body tensed as she prepared for what was about to happen next.

His finger teasingly traced the crease where her thighs met together, stopping just short of touching her sensitive flesh.

“Do you want me to touch you more?” he teased, breaking their kiss. “Or perhaps this is enough.” A playful grin curled his lips as he watched how her pupils dilated in response. She couldn’t hide anything from him; his sharp eyes had seen through everything in an instant.

“I want more…” she whispered, giving him permission by simply opening her mouth once again.

“Then beg me for it,” he commanded playfully.

With great anticipation, she said the words that were haunting her mind ever since they began kissing each other’s faces. “Please… I need your touch so much…”

“More…” he demanded.

A wave of arousal rolled over her at his command. The pleasure-inducing intensity sent chills racing down her spine, igniting another fiery desire within her body.

“Touch me…” she whispered. “Take me, please…”

He grinned devilishly with delight as he noticed her trembling beneath him. Her breathing was ragged as she waited impatiently for what was about to come next.