Chapter 10

A harmony took its form, as her lips slithered against his, breaking the connection for a second and then forming it back with the lustrous pace. Her tongue likewise accompanied, licking his lips with sensuality, her breaths making their way into his mouth.

She tasted like strawberries, maybe the taste of her lip balm, and jerked him warmer by his head as she urged her body against his.

His lip responded by kissing her back with the same intensity, his hands folding around her neck. The irritation he had been feeling, the anger with it, had died down and coveting took its place as his body thawed.

Their eyes were barred, just like his head from all the nasty thoughts, his breaths hitching inside her mouth.

Swiftly, she drove her tongue inside his mouth, making him salivate even more while she twirled her tongue around with his.

The leisurely kiss that had been developing slowly suddenly took a bolder form when she heard him whimper as she bit his lips.

It made her pause for a second and admire the red hue on his face, his eyes in slumber and his cheeks rosy. Once again she urged her lips back on his and, without withdrawing them and stumbling in the way, gradually yanked him into her bedroom.

He did not realize what was happening. To him, his body was just being swayed around as per her wish, the trust he developed in her taking a bright hue.

Letting the door hang half unbolted, she hastily pushed him against the wall beside the door as she continued smooching his lips to swell and thaw.

The sweet sensation that he was feeling from his lips to his body abruptly modified into a powerful one, as she started biting his lips once again.

Her bites slowly slithered from his lips to his neck, leaving marks and then down his nipples as she lifted his hoodie up to his neck and prompted him to hold it in place.

She softly licked his nipple while she grazed the other one with her fingers, prompting his stomach to tighten up and mouth to draw gasps.

He felt the warm saliva slowly soak his nipple and the surrounding skin. Then she started sucking his nipple, making him whimper and bite his lips. Her lips continued to do the same to the other nipple, leaving the first one to meet the cold air.

It drove him hazy and heavy as he watched her eyes enjoying the red hue and the standing ovation that his nipples had taken a form of. Her eyes were loving his body just as much as her lips were and to appreciate his body even more, she started biting his nipples with just the right pressure.

He whimpered even louder to her teeth, his grasp on his hoodie tightening as he felt his legs grow weak.

As the sensation of her gentle teeth biting his perked-up nipples coursed through his body, his head grew numb to the memory of ever doubting her advances toward him. It was like he had never doubted her. It was like she was creating a whole new painting of him.

Swiftly she halted and inhaled sharply, as she landed her gaze upon his thawing face, her nerves swelling up at the view. His whimpers, actions, and submission were prompting her true color out of the darkness. The color no one had yet discovered.

"Wait, here." She whispered to his squinted eyes and dashed outside the door.

She had left to get the hair clip, a beautiful piece of jewelry she wanted to see him in. She had bought them for him, that's what she thought. But in truth, she had bought them for herself.

She wished to feel that high rush by watching him get shy, wearing a thing he had always been ashamed of. She wanted to see his reaction and how would he make eye contact with her.

As she entered back into her bedroom, her eyes were left astounded as she saw him sitting on the bed. He hadn't removed any clothing from his body, but just the way he was sitting was an unexpected and alluring sight.

It was as if he had accepted her offer. An offer to be displayed on her brightest shelf, to become hers and hers only.

His eyes were waiting for her, his fingers intertwined together. His feet were rattling as his quivering breath was visible and audible from afar.

Keeping passionate eye contact with him, she strode so lazily towards him, captivated by his beauty. He was the piece she wanted to have, and now she had him right where she wanted.

Halting before his bashful yet willing figure, she uttered no word, held his chin, and tilted his head against her eyesight. His eyes couldn't maintain eye contact any longer. She was way closer to him to have the strength to do so.

Her fingers slipped into his hair, prompting him to stiffen up and clutch his hands on his thighs. Regarding his reaction that she wished to see, she gingerly slipped the hair clips on both sides of his hair, combing his hair into a perfect style.

He hadn't seen or realized why she suddenly left until he slipped his hand on his hair and figured out the hair clip in his hair. The realization drew him breathless, his head not any longer creating false truth.

"Beautiful," she whispered as her eyes spoke the same thing, astounding him. He felt as if he was sitting in a whole different portrait of himself. His thought of being the ugly one was banished at that moment.

He hadn't even looked at himself, yet he saw what he looked like in her eyes. He looked beautiful and, as his eyes believed that, his heart quickly joined as well.

Her compliment was ringing in his ears like a bold truth. A truth he didn't know existed.

Noticing the slumber look on his face, she whispered. "Don't run your head too much. Be here with me." She thought he was again making the misunderstood statements about her actions in his head and she did not wish him to do so.

Thus, she hastily removed her sweatshirt before his eyes, not allowing him a moment to utter what his mind spoke.

Going ahead, she slipped off her trousers as well along with her underwear, and stood at the display in front of his astounded eyes.

She hadn't noticed his eyes as she was getting rid of her clothes and wasn't expecting such an expression on his face as well. But it was a nice surprise for her.

It wasn't like had never seen her naked, but what affected him was the alteration of his thoughts. He was a new man at that moment. Thus, everything she did felt utterly new to him.

His body was shuddering, the length inside his pants quivering as the underwear keeping his dignity together now became a huge problem.

Smiling at his bashful appearance as her eyes wished to see more, her hands reached to the band of his hoodie along with the shirt he was wearing inside, and finally removed them from his body, leaving his hair into a mess.

His face was already flushing with redness and she did not think he could get any coral, but she was wrong. The face he now had was red as a ripe cherry. It astounded even more and made her feel more proud of herself.

It made her think that she had chosen the right piece for herself. A true beauty in her hands.

Although she felt herself getting weaker by him, she remained poised and moved ahead, removing his pants with gentleness to leave him shrinking his shy body.

The riling emotions in her had fully developed her into her true colors. Her eyes had darkened, her actions decisive as she felt his beauty take over her brain.

He hadn't noticed that look as he was too busy getting himself to act like proper well-being until she drew his chin up and landed her gaze upon him.

That is when he noticed the altered color of her eyes. They wore a silent darkness in them, a darkness he had never seen before. She had always been playful with him, always pinching his heart with her light nature.

This was a sight not even closer to the darkness he once saw in her eyes when she was talking about her collection. He thought that look was peculiar, but he realized he was utterly wrong.

Because he did not know that she had found the most beautiful piece to add to her collection.

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