245 Luring Siren

Suddenly, the tables had turned. The victim had turned into a predator in a blink of a second.

Strange as it may have been, Sam didn't feel any danger emanating from him. Or maybe, it was his expert seduction skills which were starting to show their effect on her and lulling her sense of self-preservation!

By the time the kiss ended, she felt as drunk as he was. Trying to raise herself on her arms, she was pulled down suddenly and flipped on her back. Jet black eyes met charcoal ones. She felt as if he is looking inside her soul at that moment.

"Me and my fanciful imagination. He isn't even capable of telling apart red colour from blue right now and you think he is seeing the real you," her inner voice snorted.

Wei lowered his head in an excruciatingly slow manner, so much so that Sam's body was strung tight by the time his lips touched her forehead.

Raining light pecks all over her face and neck, it felt as if he was acquainting himself with her smell and taste. He didn't linger over any of the places until he reached the madly beating pulse at the base of her throat. His tongue darted out and licked it. Wetting it enough, he sunk his teeth into it, getting a moan from her mouth as a reward.

His roaming hand found her slightly rounded bottom and he squeezed it hard while his lips played at her collarbone. Sam had been wearing a pair of jeans and a tank top which displayed her belly ring to utmost advantage. That's what Wei's roving hand found next and his lips followed the path. Pushing his tongue into her belly button, Wei's fingers moved up to find the tight nub which was protruding on the tank top's surface. He pinched the nipple hard and moved his mouth up to take it in. Though he was laving the nipple and that too, separated by layers of clothing, Sam could feel the delicious wetness spreading in her thong.

"Too many clothes, take it off," his whiskey laden voice shocked her.

The pleading, hurt man from earlier had been replaced by this dominating seducer.

"Should I stop him? After all, it's not me that he wants…" she thought for a second before the wild side of her raised its voice, "he is not the one you want either. Doesn't it make you both perfect for each other, tonight?"

Shrugging mentally, she not only took off her top but also her inhibitions.

"Now my turn!," saying so, she slipped out from under him and pushed him down on the mattress.

As he looked at her with challenge in his eyes, she straddled him and placed a wild kiss on his lips. She lifted her head up and started pushing his shirt's buttons out of their keyholes, one at a time, maintaining the eye contact all through out. Lean well-formed muscled peeked out from the half opened shirt. Pulling impatiently at the still partly tucked shirt, her teeth started exploring the texture of Wei's chest accompanied by her tongue.

She resembled a luring siren with her lithe form clad in nothing except a black lacy bra and short hair framing her face. Her sharp nips were causing havoc on his already overwhelmed senses. He pulled her sexy mouth away from his now tender nipples and brought it back to his own lips.

Roaming his hand all over her silken back, he unhooked the scrap of lace and threw it away.

Sam wasn't heavily endowed in the chest and she had always rued the lack of volume there. But the way this stranger's hands cupped her breasts, it was nothing short of being reverential. Testing their weight in his hands, he squeezed them gently before appreciating the tightened nubs and flicking them mercilessly with his thumb pads. Sam's whimpers were swallowed by his mouth.

"You like that, is it?" his rasped voice tickled her ear.

He put his hands on her jeans clad butt and pushed her ahead, bringing her breast within the reaching distance of his devilish lips.

He took one of the areolas completely in his mouth, causing the pull somewhere down in her body. Getting restless under his merciless ministrations, she shoved him back forcefully.

Unbuckling his jeans, she opened the fly buttons and roved her hands over the protruding bulge.

Finally getting a groan from his mouth, she allowed herself a small smile of triumph. She got off the bed and tugged at her own pants. Stepping out of them, she deliberately let the miniscule thong stay on. She could see his Adam's apple bob in the throat at her actions.

Good! So what if he was the master of seduction. She was no simpering miss either!!!