Touch of Flame

Chapter 255 A Taste Of Heaven

"Dangerous for who?" Nazneen wondered.

"For both of us," he whispered as if there was real danger, then his gaze dipped to her lips.

Nazneen's heart, which had been racing, suddenly halted. The air became heavy as she saw an equal hunger in his eyes and something else she couldn't comprehend. "You shouldn't have taunted me."

He brought her wrists together, to hold them in one hand, and his other hand came to cup her breast as he looked up and into her eyes again. Nazneen's gaze faltered, her eyelids almost fluttering close at the feel of his hand on her. Oh, that felt so good. More...

He loomed over her, taking her lips again as he kneaded her breast gently at first, then with increasing intensity. Nazneen moaned into his mouth, her hands almost jerking out of his hold, but knowing that if she let them go, she would probably hurt him, she kept them still.

Ares continued his assault on her senses, sliding his hand down her side, teasing her waist before returning to her breast. He pinched and pulled at the stiffened bud, coaxing a small cry from her lips.

"You have been taunting me all this time with this body of yours," he grumbled, driving a leg between her thighs and nudging them apart, leaving her even more helpless against the constant throbbing between her legs.

Her toes curled as his lips ventured down, reaching the barrier of clothes between his mouth and her chest, kissing and caressing her clothed form while undoing the straps slowly and deliberately.

"Allow me to return the favor," he said, as he bared her chest and his hot breath caressed her newly exposed skin. Nazneen shuddered at the sensation, her entire body tingling with anticipation.

Ares leaned in, kissing the curve of her breasts and playfully circling the tip. Nazneen's breathing grew heavier, her back arching in a silent plea for him to take her into his mouth.

Finally, Ares took the aching tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and gently tugging at it with his teeth. Nazneen let out a deep moan, her fingers threading through his hair, urging him to continue. He obliged, lavishing attention on her sensitive bud, alternating between gentle caresses and firmer, more insistent tugs that made her crazed with lust.

Ares then shifted his focus to the other breast, giving it the same devoted attention. He teased the hardened tip with his tongue, flicking it and tracing patterns that left Nazneen breathless and desperate for more. Her hips instinctively lifted off the bed as the throbbing between her thoughts became unbearable.

"Ares!" She pleaded.

Knowing what she wanted, he slid his leg between her thighs, applying just enough pressure to provide her with a hint of relief.

Nazneen moaned softly, her hips subtly rocking against his leg, seeking more contact, more friction. The sensation was maddeningly pleasurable, yet not enough to satisfy her. She bit her lip, trying to stifle the growing need within her.

Ares suddenly let out a low grunt, and Nazneen realized that she was inadvertently providing him with the same stimulation, as her leg pressed against him in return.

With a grin, she shifted her leg, rubbing it more purposefully against him, delighting in the way his breath hitched and his eyes darkened with desire.

He responded to her teasing by sucking her hardened buds until they were sore. Her body was trembling at this point, and he grazed his fingers down her quivering abdomen.

"You feel incredible, sweet Neena," he husked as he placed kisses on her skin. "So perfect." His hands trailed down the shape of her hips while he kissed along the waistband of her skirt. "So patient today," he continued, now sliding his other leg between hers.

"I.. ah.. can't anymore," she breathed with utter frustration.

"Hold on a little longer for me. I need to taste you."

His head slinked lower, while his hands slipped under her skirt, which barely covered her, and then he parted her thighs. Nazneen's breath hitched, and when his lips touched the tender skin on the inside of her thigh, the muscles of her legs tensed. The heat from his mouth crept up to her core, causing her walls to clench. Her fingers curled, grabbing the sheets and bracing herself for what was to come.

Ares caressed her thighs while working his way inward with soft, wet kisses. As his lips neared her core, Nazneen's breathing grew more ragged, her anticipation palpable.

Finally, he reached the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs, and his warm breath ghosted over her before his tongue made contact. The sensation was electric, and Nazneen's body jerked in response.

His lips brushed against the sensitive folds of her womanhood, teasing her with the lightest of strokes, opening her up, allowing his tongue to delve deeper. Nazneen cried out, her back arching off the bed as her hips buckled again.

Ares's fingers dug into her thighs and held her steady, his tongue skillfully caressing her, each stroke eliciting soft moans and gasps from her lips. Her fingers tangled in the sheets, her grip tightening as the world around her narrowed until all that existed was the exquisite pressure building within her, threatening to consume her entirely.

Knowing she was close to the edge, Ares's tongue became more insistent and demanding, alternating between slow, languid strokes and quick, urgent flicks, driving her ever closer to the edge.

Her body tightened and trembled, every muscle coiled in anticipation of the release that she knew was imminent, and as Ares brought her to the very brink, he suddenly paused, giving her one last, achingly sweet moment of anticipation before plunging her into ecstasy.

Nazneen's release was all-consuming, her body convulsing and shaking as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. Ares kept his mouth on her, drawing out her orgasm, until she was left breathless and spent, her body aching in the most delicious way.