His Innocent Sera novel Chapter 26

The thing burnt her palm even through the fabric, sending a jolt of shock through her. She recoiled, startled and confused. Her wide eyes snapped to his for an answer only to find her tormentor struggling with himself, his jaw clenched, eyes closed, his breathing uneven as if fighting against something invincible. She was unnerved.

"Wha..what happened?" she asked, clueless to the chaos she was stirring within him. His bloodshot eyes snapped open, locking onto her, scaring her to her bits.

"Why did you stop?" he growled, there was something dangerous swirling in his eyes.

"It's hot," she explained. Her innocent gaze was only making it hotter. His features softened slightly in what looked like amusement.

"Is it?" he feigned innocence, capturing her hand in his and guiding it back to the source of the heat. He made her touch it. She felt him shivering over her.

"Sir?" she called hesitantly, figuring out they were doing something they shouldn't be doing. He hummed, not letting her pull away.

"What is it?" she asked, her throat drying. It was so hot and hard, she felt she was grasping a volcanic rock. A wicked smile fell over his lips as he placed a gentle kiss on the corner of her mouth

"Your key to heaven," he murmured cryptically before inching away to meet her eyes and added, "play it right and I'll show you what true worship feels like." His promise was filled with dark intents.

"This is wrong," she said, attempting to pull away. He prevented, holding on tighter. He needed to feel her feel him up.

"I decide what's right and wrong for you. You belong to me and you obey only me," he declared, dismissing her concern. She didn't look convinced so he added, "Everything you have is mine and whatever I choose to give you is yours.." pausing, he pressed harder against her palm and continued in a sensual whisper, "This....... is yours."

"But I.." he sealed her lips with his, silencing her protests. He wasn't in the mood to hear any complaints right now. He wanted to descend into the depth of desire with her and cross every forbidden boundary. He was going to show her the extent of his madness.

She had gotten used to his touch yet his intensity still reduced her to a shaking, breathless mess. Every press of his lips against hers felt like the bite of a blade forged in dragon's breath- blistering, lethal. He broke their kiss to let his lips wander over her face, pressing soft, fervent kisses. As he traced a heated path down her throat, she couldn't help but wonder how many women he must have been with to acquire such relentless intensity.

"Unzip me and take it in your hand," he murmured against her damp skin, his tone dark with anticipation. The only time she could play him, however, she liked. She could take her sweet time acquainting herself with it, but he needed her to touch him, right fucking now, without any barrier of clothes. Just skin against skin.

Summoning all her strength, she pushed him off her, breaking their kiss. Fat tears rolling down her cheeks as she sat up and scooted backward.

"No, I can't do this, please," she curled into herself, not wanting further contact. The desire morphed into frustration as he stared her down.

She looked up at him with her tearful eyes.

"Please," she implored with hopeful eyes.

He ground his teeth in irritation. It felt as if she had poured ice water on his burning desires.

She yelped, startled as he grabbed the back of his head and pinned her with a menacing glare.