The Devil's Sweetheart

Chapter 250 - Longer And Harder

Both stayed in each other arms, and the world went astray until a growl escaped from the stomach. Leena was sure it was not hers this time. When she lifted her head and took a peek at Devin, she was stunned to see his bashed face. It would be her turn to get embarrassed each time, but today, it was his turn. The culprit got red-handed? Leena mused. ''Do you want to eat?'' She asked with a mischievous glint. 

''I_I no.'' He awkwardly replied.

''Your stomach growled like a dying Walrus.'' She mocked suppressing a giggle.

''It's not my stomach. My phone must have vibrated.'' Devin replied, turning around and looked at the lake instead. Damn it! Nothing is more embarrassing than getting caught by Leena. He wouldn't be surprised if she would shout it to everyone just like she did with his stupid nickname Chikoo.

''You don't keep your phone in vibration.'' Leena interrogated turning him around.

''I have put it on vibration today.'' He stubbornly replied. ''Do you have to interrogate me every time? You have become an FBI_.''

''Fine. I didnot hear any sound. Happy?'' Leena yelled and walked towards the table under the canopy. At the sight of the delicious dishes, her mouth watered, and she forgot about Devin. Before Leena could take her seat, Devin pushed her away and perched on it. He then pulled her onto his lap. ''Are you angry?'' He asked, hugging her stomach.

Leena ignored him and grabbed a fork to try the starters, but it was snatched away by the devil in the next second. ''My darling has started a cold war already?''

''What if I say yes?'' She asked lazily. Getting spoiled by Devin when she is angry is the best feeling, and she plays it often.

''We should settle these kinds of arguments in the bedroom, sweetheart.'' He whispered, feeding the mushroom stroganoff. ''Where do you want to start? H-lips or V-lips?''

''Go away, idiot.'' Her face immediately blushed like a moonlight igniting his passionate feelings. Swallowing hard, he concentrated on feeding her with the food for now. Grabbing another fork, Leena picked crispy tofu and stuffed it into his mouth. ''Don't tempt me when I am eating food.''

''You can eat my_''

''You haven't eaten much in the afternoon. Eat more.'' She stuffed another piece into his mouth. She can't stand his poetic flirting.

''Only if you feed me.'' He said, his heart warmed at sweet gestures.

''My spoiled husband.'' She giggled, pinching his cheeks, and throughout the Dinner, Leena spoiled catering to her man. After dinner, they got into the car, and when Devin was driving in another direction, Leena gazed at him in confusion.

''I am taking you to a special place.'' He said, entwining her hand with his. His other hand controlled the steering, a silly smile on his face looking at his wedding band. It will remind the rest of the world that he is reserved for Leena alone. When the car reached to stop, Devin got down and opened the door for her.

''You don't need to open it every time. I have hands.'' She smilingly held his hand, stepping out of the car.

''It's not because you are helpless or unable to.'' Devin slowly pressed a tender kiss on her forehead. ''I want to show to the world that you are worthy of respect.''

Leena's eyes twinkled, and her hands went to hug his arm possessively. True to his words, when she looked back to the past, not once has he disrespected her, even when he was angry. For Leena, Devin is the rarest gem found in the deep earth's crust. ''You are such a gentleman, Devin.'' 

''Your gentleman also knows when to pull your hair and hold you down.'' He whispered against her ear, a smile of satisfaction lit up, watching her flushed face.

''Stop teasing me.'' His raspy voice and his words excited her more, and her dirty mind started picturing uncensored images. Stop it, Leena. To get the thought out of her mind, she concentrated on something productive. ''Devin.'' She called him seriously.

''Hmm?''

 ''I have framed a poem on you just now. I want you to hear it.''

''No.'' He instantly declined when he recalled a toddler poem of some red and violet roses.

''Please...Please...Pretty please....''

Seeing her pout, Devin exhaled a deep sigh and weekly nodded his head. She sure knows my weakness.

Like a child, Leena clapped her hands, wrapping her arms around his neck. ''A Roaring lion in Vehemence, and an eager tiger in calmness, A wild fox in romance, yet he is my gentleman.''

When she didnot get any response, she pouted, hitting his chest. ''Speak something. Isn't it good?''

''You don't know how much your words are inciting me.'' He muttered, staring into her eyes in a trance. No gun, no sword made powerful to him than her words now. He expected it to be another toddler poem but never knew Leena hold such a stalwart image of him in her mind. Of course, he is proud of getting praises from his Sweetheart, which rarely happens. He has to relish such moments. ''If you keep teasing me, I cannot hold_.''

Leena yanked him by his shirt and stared at his eyes as if they were a reflection of her spirits. She tiptoed and nipped his lower lip, a half-groan escaped from his throat. ''The longer you make me wait, the harder I am gonna make you work for it.'' Leena released herself and walked away from him with a mischievous glint. She only hoped he would take a hint.

Realization hit him. So, she wants him as much as he wants her? Along with her words, his insatiable hunger consumed him thoroughly.. There was only one thought running through his mind, to feel him inside her, deep inside her, and hear her moan his name when he made love to her, and he was determined to make it happen today.