Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress Chapter 140 - Let Me Taste You First ***

[READER ADVISORY: MATURE CONTENT. THE CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER IS NOT SUITABLE FOR AGES UNDER 18. There won't be any major plots mentioned so you can skip if you are uncomfortable with mature scenes. Read at your discretion.]

Damien met her stare and saw how serious she was. The two three-word sentences that he had wanted to hear from her for the longest time just suddenly smacked him right in the face that night, he was suddenly afraid that he was the one dreaming and not Katherine.

He swallowed, lost in his thoughts for a few seconds, but to Katherine, it felt like a long time and it was starting to scare her.

Her voice was slightly breathy, brus.h.i.+ng his heart in ways that she could never imagine.

And just when she started thinking about how her confession was a mistake, Damien's lips found hers again, sinking into a deep, hot, and limitless kiss.

He slid his hands on her thighs and under her dress. He gave her rear a squeeze, earning another moan from her. He raised his hands to cup her face again, swiveling his head as they continued to kiss. 

Slowly, his fingers found the end of the bow that was on her neck and he tugged it, loosening the knot and opening her neckline. He removed her dress over her head, breaking their kiss only for a split second before they found each other again.

Damien's warm hands skimmed her sides, her back, and her arms, loving the way her smooth skin felt under his touch. He was so gentle, touching her like she was a precious gem that he was afraid to scratch.

While he was busy fondling her body, Katherine found the courage to unb.u.t.ton his s.h.i.+rt and tug it off him, making them both almost naked as they continued to deepen their kiss. She gripped his wide and firm shoulders when he playfully bit on her lip. 

She was wearing a pair of black lacey undergarments, looking s.e.xy yet all Damien wanted at that moment was to undress her completely. Reaching her back, he found the hook of her bra and with one hand, he unclasped it, tossing it to the side while his other hand immediately covered her right breast.  

Moving his mouth to her jaw, he trailed kisses to the side of her neck… to her shoulders…down to her chest. She felt a tug on her head before his fingers found the hair tie and removed it, her locks falling down to her shoulders like a waterfall. 

Her nipples that were standing erect beckoned him to play with them, in which he willingly obliged, squeezing and rolling them between his fingers. Katherine threw her head back when his mouth found one nub and swirled his tongue on it. Her fingers thread through his hair and she arched toward him, wanting to feel more of his every touch.

He did not leave her other breast uncared for as he moved towards it and sucked it just like how he did on the other one. His tongue was doing wonders for her, making her gasp for air and moan when she felt his teeth graze on her tip. 

"Damien…" she breathed heavily.

He drew his lips to hers again and he slowly lowered his back on the mattress. Katherine pulled back from their entanglement, staring into his eyes as she stroked his cheek.

"You are so beautiful, Katherine," he said, adoring the way her long hair brushed on him.

He raised his hand and tucked the silky loose strands behind her ear. There were so many things that he wanted to tell her but she left him speechless and all he could do was lift his head and press their lips together.

Damien flipped them over so that he was now on top of her. He traced her body with his hands like a sculptor pa.s.sionately molding her every curve with his expert hands.

"So gorgeous."

He grabbed her waist and moved her up the bed before he pulled back to unbuckle his belt and remove his pants, leaving him with only his black Armani boxer briefs. 

Katherine's breath hitched as she roamed her eyes over his firm chest and wonderfully sculpted abs down to his V-lines, stopping just at the mound of his underwear.

He raised a corner of his mouth up and teased, "You like what you see, Kitten?"

She didn't say anything but the sight of her biting her lip and her flushed cheeks say everything. 

He crawled back on top of her and closed their gap. Her hands immediately hooked around his neck when he gave her a peck on the nose. His hand held the back of her knee and placed it behind his hips. "What did you mean when you said that you want me?"

Katherine swallowed. Did she have to spell it out for him? She was feeling bold at that time but now that he was asking her, she didn't know how to tell him without sounding so desperate.

"I heard you, Katherine. But I need to know for sure that we are on the same page." His voice dipped so low that it soothed the lump in her throat. "I need to know that you want me like how much I want you."

Breathing deeply, she forced her confidence out of her and told him, "I want you, Damien… I want you to have me."

"Are you sure?" 

"Yes… All of me," she rea.s.sured him.

She had been holding back and she understood that he had to make sure this time. And as bravely as she could, she slowly pulled him closer to her. 

Damien groaned and dove to her neck. He ran his tongue down to the base of her throat. She felt him lower himself on her, his erection pressing onto the apex between her legs, making her let out a breath. She could feel his hot skin touching her — it was burning her yet she wanted nothing more but to hold him.

"Do you feel that, baby? You're making me so hard," he spoke just above her mouth before he plunged his tongue inside and ground his hips on her.

"Mmmm…"

Katherine's moan was like music to his ears, encouraging him to give another grind.

He was indeed hard and she could feel him grow and go even harder. Just then, his hand skimmed down her abdomen and found her waistband. He tentatively slipped a finger under it and broke their kiss to look at her, meeting her longing eyes. He waited to see if she was going to push him away but she closed her eyes as though she was giving him permission.

He kissed her again while his hand moved further down until his fingers found her moist folds. He clenched his jaw and slid his finger down the slit and heard her whimper.

"d.a.m.n it, Katherine. You're dripping wet." She couldn't help but buck against his hand. 

Damien glided his middle finger up and found her swollen, sensitive sweet spot. She gasped and moaned when he put the right amount of pressure and circled the pad of his finger on it.

"Mmm… you like me touching you like this?" He was playing with her happy b.u.t.ton, sending her spiraling down into sheer bliss.

"Please…" she begged but she didn't know what she was begging for.

He could feel that she was about to climax. He teased his finger on her opening but he didn't give her the need that she was begging for. 

"Fûck." Damien wanted to have his way with her so badly, but he couldn't wait to take her. "You are so wet… so ready."

Katherine subconsciously raised her hips when he removed his fingers, instantly frustrated that she was missing him right away.

She opened her eyes when she felt him get off the bed. She watched as he went to retrieve something from his luggage and just before he went back to bed, he swiftly removed his briefs off him. 

Damien was now kneeling in between her legs — his manhood fully and beautifully erect in the air, the head glistening with his own clear slick.

He saw her look at him in his majestic form — proud that she was antic.i.p.ating what he was going to do to her. Their gazes met and Katherine could feel his stare was burning fiercely and boring into her.

She swallowed when she saw him stroke himself just before he tore open a foil packet and rolled the condom on his throbbing length.

Reaching for her waistband, Damien yanked her underwear off her and spread her legs apart.

For a second, she unknowingly closed her thighs but he grabbed hold of the back of her legs and raised it up, planting her feet flat on the bed. 

He had wanted to give her head earlier but his shaft was already aching for him to do something - he wanted to be inside her and he could barely hold on, yet he couldn't resist himself, so he lowered his head down to her apex — "Let me taste you first."

And before Katherine could respond, Damien ran his tongue on her slit, hitting her pulsating pearl. He heard her cry in satisfaction, making him groan in response. "So sweet…"

He repeated the same movement a few times, making her buck and jerk and she felt her whole body tighten before she protested. "Ahhh Damien!" She panted. She was aching and she needed more - she needed him now.

Sensing her urgent need, he straightened up, a c.o.c.ky smile playing on his face when he saw her parted lips and closed eyes. "So impatient." 

He settled in between her thighs and held his length. "Open your eyes and look at me, Katherine."

She fluttered her eyes open and saw the contained l.u.s.t in his dark ones — she swore she could feel herself get even wetter.

Damien brushed the tip on her opening, teasing her and warning her for what he was about to do "This might hurt…"

Katherine's chest heaved up and down as she nodded and with enough courage, she told him, "I trust you."