Angel of Darkness (STOPPED TEMPORARILY)

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Angelina

Later that day, as Kai and I lay in bed, the soft sheets caressed our bodies. The room was enveloped in a warm, intimate glow, and our breaths mingled in the air. I could feel Kai's gaze on me, his desire palpable, as he leaned in closer.

"Angelina," Kai whispered, his voice laced with longing. "I want a kiss."

I couldn't help but tease him, my lips curling into a mischievous smile. "What kind of kiss do you want, Kai?" I asked, playing coy. "There are so many to choose from."

His eyes sparkled with anticipation, and he replied without hesitation, "A French kiss. I want to taste every inch of your sweetness."

I shook my head, feigning innocence. "Oh, Kai, I can't do that. It's just too much for me."

A low groan escaped his lips, frustration etched on his face. "Angelina, you can do it. I know you can. Don't hold back."

My smirk grew wider, a wicked glint in my eyes. I crawled on top of him, straddling his waist, feeling the heat of his body beneath me. I leaned down, my lips just inches away from his, my voice a sultry whisper.

"Are you sure, Kai?" I taunted, my lips brushing against his. "Because once I start, there's no turning back."

His hands moved to grip my ass, his touch rough and possessive, fueling my desire even further. I couldn't resist his challenge. With a playful smile, I closed the distance between us, capturing his lips in a passionate French kiss.

Our tongues danced, exploring each other's mouths with a hunger that couldn't be quenched. The taste of him was intoxicating, a heady mixture of desire and longing. I pressed myself against him, feeling his arousal grow beneath me, matching the intensity of my own.

As our kiss deepened, Kai's hands squeezed my ass, his touch rough and demanding. I couldn't help but smile against his lips, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through me. We were lost in our own world, a realm where pleasure reigned supreme.

The room was filled with our combined moans and gasps as we surrendered ourselves to the intoxicating rhythm of our connection. Our bodies moved in perfect synchrony, a symphony of desire and raw passion.

But as the kiss continued, I could sense Kai's control slipping away. His hands, still firmly gripping my ass, became more forceful, his touch bordering on the edge of roughness. I knew he craved more, craved a release that matched the intensity of our kiss.

With a playful smirk, I pulled away, leaving him breathless and wanting. My voice was laced with a hint of mischief as I looked into his eyes, my gaze filled with desire.

"Not so fast, Kai," I purred, my tone dripping with seduction. "We have all night to explore our desires. Let's take this slow."

His frustration was evident, his eyes clouded with a mix of need and restraint. But he understood, his gaze filled with a renewed determination. We were in this together, exploring the boundaries of our desires.

As we lay there, bodies entwined, the anticipation of what was to come hung in the air. We knew that the night was still young, and the pleasure we had experienced so far was only the beginning.

And as we kissed once again, our desires colliding in a passionate embrace, I knew that this journey of exploration and surrender was one that would continue to ignite the fire within us, pushing us to new heights of pleasure and fulfillment.