100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Thirty-Six…

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Abigail blinked several times, still trying to absorb what was happening between Nathan and her. She didn't know if she was dreaming or just imagining things.

'Is this the effect of beer? But I'm not drunk! I am definitely sober!' Abigail screamed in her mind.

She could see Nathan's face up close and his lips were pressed against her lips, kissing her passionately.

Nathan had been trying to suppress this desire to kiss her. But he lost control. He was jealous of Aiden. Abigail almost kissed him. If not for Aiden's quick reaction a while ago, he should have punched him already. Nathan wanted her!

His eyes dimmed as soon as he saw the two of them about to kiss. His first instinct was to separate the two. But his feet were frozen in his spot.

Then his heart felt at ease when Aiden covered Abigail's mouth before she could kiss him. Even Nathan himself was surprised that he got furious at his best friend. And he had to admit that he hated to see Abigail kissing Aiden… or any other guys.

And when Abigail confronted him, he finally let loose. His body just moved according to his instinct… and desire.

Nathan's right hand moved up, lifting her chin as he deepened the kiss. He bit her lower lip, causing Abigail to gasp. As she parted her lips, Nathan thrust his tongue inside her mouth.

Nathan pressed her further into the wall, trapping her with his body. He was holding her in place, not allowing her to evade his kiss.

His tongue continued to explore inside her mouth, seeking her tongue out. Abigail closed her eyes and moaned softly under the savage conquest of his expert tongue.

Soon, Abigail began to respond. She anchored her arms around his neck and pulled Nathan closer to her. Her tongue wrestled against his inside her mouth, tasting each other's sweetness.

Nathan could taste the beer in her mouth. But he didn't mind the slight bitterness as Abigail's lips were sweeter than anything else.

The sound of their wet kisses resounded in his room. Nathan sucked her tongue and licked the surface of her lips. The kiss was becoming more sensual.

Nathan nibbled on her lower lip and upper lip alternately, biting and sucking them. Abigail could only moan in pleasure. Nathan was a great kisser. His lips were making wonders on her. He was reigniting the passion inside her.

Before she knew it she just found herself wanting for more. She was so aroused and wet down there. She felt so hot and all she could think of was savoring this moment with Nathan.

'Damn! Nathan is driving me insane!' Abigail clung to him tightly.

They just broke the kiss to gasp some air.

Panting!

Breathing heavily!

Heart racing!

Temperature rising!

Nathan's forehead rested on hers as they tried to catch their breath. Nathan and Abigail met each other's gaze, not saying a word. Both of them could see the lust in each other's eyes. They yearned for this to happen.

And just like that, they were back to kissing again. At this moment, Nathan's lips slowed down. He kissed her tenderly, tasting every corner of her lips. His lips were brushing hers delicately like butterfly wings, just long enough that he could inhale her breath, and feel the warmth of her lips.

Then he ran his tongue on the surface of her lips before thrusting again inside her mouth. Abigail welcomed his tongue with hers, licking and sucking him at the same time.

Nathan let go of her chin as his hand trailed down her shoulder to her left breast. Nathan's playful palm fondled her breast, squeezing it through her shirt as he bit her lips so hard.

From being gentle, his kiss became rough and more intense as if he was punishing her. Abigail was drowning in this overwhelming pleasure. She didn't care if her lips would bleed from Nathan's bite.

Nathan's kiss got her completely lost, her knees going weak, her entire body going limp, and every frustration and annoyance she had for Nathan before their lips locked was gone.

She was completely smitten by him. Her attention was focused on her and the rest of the world blurred around her. It felt so good to be kissed by Nathan… in his sober state. He was the one who initiated this kiss. He was not dreaming! He was not drunk! He was imagining Monica!

As everything was going intense between them, they suddenly heard a knock outside the door.

Knock! Knock!

It was followed by Ethan's voice. "Dad! It's me, Ethan. May I come?"

"Aww!" Nathan grunted since Abigail bit his lip so hard causing him to draw back. She quickly pushed him away from her body while pressing her forefinger against her lips.

She shook her head and crossed her arms, signaling Nathan. Nathan understood her. He tried his best to hold his laughter. This was the first time he saw her panicking.

She didn't want Ethan to find out that she was there, kissing his father.

"Dad? Are you there?" Ethan continued knocking. He was going to ask his Dad about Abigail.

Nathan cleared his throat before answering his son. "Yes. I'm here, son."

Abigail pouted her lips and glared at Nathan. She told him to stay quiet and pretend to be asleep. But Nathan still responded to Ethan.

Abigail hit Nathan's chest before covering her face. She was too embarrassed to face Ethan.

"Dad, open the door," Ethan spoke up again.

Smiling cheekily at Abigail, Nathan grabbed her hand, guiding her to his bathroom. "Just hide there for the meantime if you don't want Ethan to see you."

Abigail was about to complain but Nathan silenced her by giving her a peck on her lips.

Smack Kiss! (Mwua)

It was effective to make Abigail quiet and obedient.

"Wait, son. I'm coming!" Nathan traced his steps back to his front door.

"Dad, have you seen Miss Abi? She's not in her room yet? Where did she go?" Ethan asked Nathan worriedly. He knew that Abigail would follow Nathan during his dinner date but she was not yet here though Nathan already arrived.

Nathan reflexively glanced at the closed door of his bathroom. Abigail was hiding there.

"I haven't seen her. She hangs out with her friends. Just message her if you want to know her location. Or you can just wait for her in her room." Nathan suggested. He was in a hurry to send off his son.

Ethan eyed his father suspiciously. "Dad! Did you kiss someone? Or did someone bite your lips? They are swollen!" Nothing escaped from Ethan's observant eyes.

He crossed his arms over his chest and shot his father a cold sharp glare. He thought his father kissed someone else– his date, not Abigail.

"N-No. Cough!" Nathan cleared his throat again. "I didn't kiss someone," Nathan lied without batting an eyelid.

"Then why are they swollen?" Ethan asked him again, interrogating his father.

Nathan bit his lower lip. Fortunately, Abigail didn't apply lipstick on her lips today,  otherwise, they would get busted by Ethan.

"I don't know. I just ate some sweets a while ago. Maybe that's the reason why my lips got swollen," Nathan said meaningfully.

Ethan wasn't convinced but Nathan already grabbed his shoulders pushing him toward the door. "Ethan, your Dad is exhausted. I have to rest now. Go there and wait for your Miss Abi."

Ethan pouted his lips and reluctantly left his father's room. But before Nathan closed his door, Ethan spoke once more.

"Dad! Don't you dare kiss another woman! Understand?"

Nathan just watched his son in amusement. "What do you think of your Dad? I won't kiss just any woman."

"Good!" Ethan smiled before turning around.

Bam!

Nathan heaved a sigh of relief as Ethan went back to Abigail's room. After a while, a mischievous smirk flashed on his face.

He locked his door and headed to his bathroom. Abigail was standing on the corner while leaning on the wall. Then he caught her tracing her lips using her fingers with an absentminded look on her charming face. She still couldn't believe that Nathan kissed her willingly.

Abigail's cheeks were blushing as she was flustered. When she gazed up, Nathan was already staring at her. With two large strides, Nathan closed their gaps.

He suddenly grabbed her wrist and asked her, "Are you dumb? Why do you have to break the glass, harming yourself?" Nathan recalled that Abigail was hurt and her hand got wounded.

"I'm not dumb. I'm just jealous," Abigail replied meekly.