100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Seventy-One…

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Nathan's actions continued to be an intoxicating blend of desire and hunger as he trailed a path of kisses and lingering caresses along Jane's neck and the delicate spot just above her exposed breast. With each deliberate movement of his tongue and each tantalizing exploration of her skin, their connection deepened, setting their senses ablaze with lust.

Jane couldn't help but be surprised by the intensity of their passion. In the midst of their fervent exchange, she became aware that Nathan had skillfully unbuttoned her shirt, allowing it to fall open and exposing more of her porcelain skin to his ardent exploration. 

Every flick of his tongue against her skin sent a shiver of anticipation coursing through her. She could only anchor her arms around his neck as she clung to him tightly. Nathan's free hand was supporting her back, his fingers gently rubbing her spine in a teasing manner.

"Nate," she moaned his name, the word heavy with desire and longing. Jane's inner turmoil raged, a conflict between the desire to stop him and the yearning that coursed through her. Her intentions were clear, but the words she intended to speak remained trapped in her throat, imprisoned by the intoxicating sensations that enveloped her.

Meanwhile, Nathan's burning desire surged to new heights, ignited further by the seductive sound of her voice uttering his name in a sensual tone. The intensity of the moment pushed him to seek even greater physical contact with her, and his fingers moved expertly to unclasp her bra. With his eagerness, he released her plump breasts from their confines, setting them free to the cool air of the room.

Jane's gasp of surprise was followed by a quivering exhale as her eyes fell upon Nathan's sensual ministrations. The world seemed to fade away as his mouth descended upon one of her tender nipples, and an involuntary moan escaped her lips. "Aah~" she moaned, the sound an exquisite blend of surprise and pleasure.

The sensations coursing through her body were electric, igniting a fire of desire that consumed them both. Each flick of Nathan's tongue and every tantalizing caress of his lips sent ripples of pleasure racing through her. 

Jane closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. 'Shit! I can't stop him. My body doesn't want to stop him.' She felt the need to be touched and kissed by Nathan. Her body craved for him, leaving Jane in a state of sensual surrender.

Nathan's passion only intensified as he continued to lavish attention upon her sensitive nipple. His skilled ministrations consisted of a tantalizing combination of biting, licking, and gentle tugs of his teeth and tongue. Jane's response was immediate—a soft, melodious moan that escaped her lips, her body yielding to the sensations that enveloped her.

In a swift move, Nathan shifted their positions, seamlessly maneuvering Jane until she found herself beneath him. Their bodies pressed together, she was now trapped between his powerful frame and the plush cushion of the sofa. The air around them seemed to crackle with desire, their connection deepening with each passing second as they surrendered to the intoxicating rhythm of their passion.

This time, Jane's hand reached out to his clothes with a sense of urgency. She eagerly tugged Nathan's shirt, undressing him. Nathan helped her out by unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it to the floor. Jane was more satisfied to feel his bare body. She could feel his warmth as she pressed her palms against his sturdy chest.

In that intimate moment, they were entangled in a dance of desire and intimacy, their bodies and souls drawn closer together with each passing second. As their bodies pressed closer together, their connection deepened, and the electric charge that pulsed between them intensified.

Nathan was back to kissing her. He crushed his mouth against her soft lips, kissing her with savage intensity. It did not take long before he forced his tongue between her teeth, searching for her tongue. He moved his tongue over hers with rough thrusts, drowning Jane in pleasure.

When they felt the need for oxygen, Nathan reluctantly released her lips, allowing both of them to catch their breath. As he pulled away, he held her gaze with a mixture of desire and uncertainty, his eyes locked onto hers in a silent plea.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, his voice filled with a hint of desperation as if he were silently hoping she wouldn't say yes. 

The air around them crackled with a tangible tension, as Nathan awaited her response with heavy breath, his heart racing in his chest. As a gentleman, he was willing to respect her wishes, even if it meant pulling away from what they both desired.

Her gaze locked onto Nathan's, an intense reflection of the desire and longing that had consumed them both. In that moment of silence, where unspoken emotions hung in the air, she finally delivered her response.

A subtle, yet deliberate shake of her head conveyed a message more powerful than words ever could. The cascade of her hair framed the resolute expression on her face, and her eyes, filled with an undeniable intensity, communicated a clear message — a fervent desire for him to continue. It was a silent affirmation, a declaration that the magnetic pull between them was too strong to resist.

Nathan, catching the meaning of her response, experienced an overwhelming surge of relief that washed over him like a cleansing tide. The weight of uncertainty that had gripped his heart was lifted, replaced by a fiery resurgence of desire, burning hotter and brighter than ever before.

A triumphant smirk played upon his lips, mingling with a genuine, heartfelt joy. His head lowered slowly, descending toward her face with a deliberate and tantalizing slowness. Their lips met once more, but this time, it was a kiss filled with a different kind of intensity. It was a kiss marked by exquisite tenderness as if they were savoring each moment. 

A deep sigh escaped Jane's lips as Her thoughts raced in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Nathan had an uncanny ability to shatter her resolve. 

'How can I stay away from him after this?' Jane pondered, her internal monologue filled with uncertainty. She knew she had tried to resist the allure of Nathan, but every encounter with him only intensified her yearning.

"He makes me want him for more," she admitted to herself, her thoughts unearthing her innermost desires. The mere thought of Nathan ignited a blazing hunger within her, an insatiable craving for his presence, his touch, and his passion.