Chapter 189 - Meow

Leena was giggling and rolling on the bed like a Chimpanzee when Harley started talking about Adney's fear of ghosts. "Scared of ghosts, Adney comes and sleeps in your room every day and you are allowing it?"

"I don't have a choice. Mom and dad will kick him out telling him that if a grown-up boy sleeps in their parent's bedroom, it is an insult to them. Sometimes, uncle Callison will sleep in his room and the rest of the days, he would settle in my room when night arrives. In case, he hears any ghost stories from his friends." Harley whispered. "That brat doesnt even close the bathroom door at that time and keeps talking with me until he comes out."

"I can't take this." Leena rolled on the bed kicking her legs listening to Adney's funny stories. She is also scared of ghosts but she is not a scared cat like him. Just like her craziness, his scariness is on another level.

"Do you still have his stories to_"

Just then they heard a knock on the door. "I will open it." Leena got down from the bed and to make her way. When she unlocked the door, she saw Francis standing at the entrance, his eyes slightly red and swollen.

"Are you not well?" She could sense he is sad over something. Did something happen suddenly? He was fine when he came here.

"I just had a little too much." He half-smiled, indeed, he couldn't cloak his emotions in check in front of Leena. Still, he maintained a smile as he spoke. "I am going home."

"Careful Francy." She nodded her head and hugged him.

"I will." He patted her head and released himself from the hug. "Sleep in Harley's room." He declared.

"Okay." Like an obedient kid, Leena listened but she knew she would end up in his room once he leaves. She went along with Francis to send him off despite he was nagging him to stay in the room. Until the car disappeared out of her sight, she waved goodbye to Francis. Leena wished there would be someone to take care of him but he is as stubborn as a mule when it comes to relationsh.i.p.s. For her sake, he didn't get married. He cleverly convinced that stepmother would separate their bonds which he didn't want to happen. Tired of arguing with him, Leena stopped asking him.

While walking into the house, she messaged Harley that she is going to stay in Devin's room. If she goes into her room, Leena knew Harley would not leave her alone. She didn't wait for her reply and walked towards the other room and knocked on the door.

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Warning: Matute content ahead. But I know, my readers will not skip it.

Devin opened the door and smiled at her. "Finally, you have come to my room?"

"Correction, babylicious. It's our room." She winked and entered the room.

"Thanks for reminding, darling. Go and take a shower. I have arranged everything in the closet."

Nodding her head, she scanned the room went into the closet, and picked a ruffles nightdress. Just like her home, he has filled everything here. He even arranged all nether apparel. How did he know her sizes? She was getting shy thinking of it. But then again, they have to share everything in the future right? Fine then. With that thought, she went into the bathroom to take a shower.

While Devin was talking in the call, he heard the footsteps after a long period and turned around to see Leena was back from the bathroom all fresh. He dropped the call and strolled towards her. "I told you not to wash your hair in the nights. Do you ever listen to my words?" He began scolding her grabbing a dryer.

"I will listen to your words from tomorrow." With a pout, she stayed quiet while Devin dried her hair.

"And you tell the same thing tomorrow." He grumbled and once he was done with the drying, he turned her around. "Did you like dresses?"

"They are very cute." She nodded her head, unconsciously, her eyes darted to his lips. She felt like the morning dose was not enough. She was craving for it but also doesn't want to sound obvious. An idea hit her brain.

"Babylicious, can I tell you a health fact which I read?"

"Is it about bananas again?" He asked putting down the hairdryer.

"No." She added. "It's about a kiss."

"Interesting. Continue." He said, crossing his arms.

"One deep kiss can burn 26 calories in our body. So, it's equal to the ten benches your workout in the gym and it's even going to tone your facial muscles. It's good for heart and_"

"Why can't you ask it directly instead of beating around the bush?" He interrupted in the middle. On normal days, she speaks all beep words. Now, she is feeling shy,?

"Forget it. I am sleepy." Leena pretended to yawn and she was about to leave, Devin pulled back into her embrace.

"My little kit is angry?" He smiled. Right now, he was finding her cute like a cat, without whiskers.

"MEOW." Just like an angry cat, she growled.

"Naughty girl." Devin pushed her body upwards and lifted her at once. "26 calories is very less, sweetheart." He whispered placing her and strolled towards the bed carrying her in his arms.

Without giving her a chance to think, his lips hovered over hers. Showered freshly, the aroma of her body was making him go insane.

His hands explored her body, drifting from the arms to her small waist. Abruptly, he lifted her nightdress, his fingertips c.a.r.e.s.sed the legs and moved upwards along her inner t.h.i.g.h and teased the s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e spot leaving a m.o.a.n from her throat. Everything went blank, except for the tiny m.o.a.ns were the only thing he was hearing now. His lips and her neck stirred in devotion, while his hands scoured her body. He pulled back a little to breathe as he muttered. "We are going to burn more than 26 today." With that, his lips traveled to her nape s.u.c.k.i.n.g and l.i.c.k.i.n.g, goosebumps emerged from her skin, a low growl escaped from his throat when she gripped and pulled his hair tightly.

She was breaking his senses and he pulled the dress beneath and peeked at her eyes to see if she was willing. The passion in her eyes was the signal that she is enjoying and he lowered her dress. Detaching the thin fabric that was separating him from him, the valley of mountain pairs entered into his view. A gush of cold air traversed across her body when his fingertips trailed over her b.r.e.a.s.ts and she shuddered with th things he was doing to her.

He trailed a finger over her b.r.e.a.s.ts and lightly squeezed them. Leena let out a loud gasp lost in p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. Before she knew it, he s.u.c.k.e.d her ample bosoms that were sitting heavenly under his palms. Those were the unseen inviting globes that he had ever seen and his watery tongue wanted to explore and taste them.

He thumbed over them and they puckered beautifully for him. He kissed around the globe of her mountains in circles until he arrived at her hardening perky bud.

"Damn_it...Devin... You are making me go_" Her breath caught in again when his tongue licked and swirled over the bud, grazed his teeth over it, and pulled the berry tip into his mouth, and s.u.c.k.e.d it while his other hand was c.a.r.e.s.sing the other mountain. He pulled back a little and lifted his eyes to look at her before she could process anything more, he clasped the other jealous peek that was begging for his attention and does the same succor vigorously until he was satisfied.

He pulled back before he goes further and regrets it. He doesn't want to rush and slowly take time and make her get adjusted to their intimate moments.

He lifted her dress and pressed a kiss on her forehead. "Sleep, darling." He put her under the blanket, about to get up to sleep on the couch, she pulled him back.

"Don't go." She pulled the blanket for him and snuggled on his c.h.e.s.t. While he was patting her back, she slowly drifted to sleep.

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The light of dawn seeped into the room through the see-through curtains while the melodic bird songs stirred from her sleep. Leena opened her eyes and looked around to see a hand circled her waist tightly. When last night's moments flooded into her brain, she blushed hard. When she thinks of doing that to another woman, her face clouded dark. Although she knew, he loves only her, but she would get envious even if a woman stares at him much less slept with him. She made a note to ask how many women he bedded in the past.

She squirmed a little, but his hand tightened even more. Is he sleeping or pretending to do so? She poked his hand to check if was awake but there was no response on his body. Watching him asleep, Leena wanted to tell a poem about him.