5. A Colliding Hot Breath

Not sure whether it was a mockery or a warning, bloodthirstiness or desire— all sorts of things poured in through his lips. Hot, lingering breaths invaded the soft flesh of her lips. His hot tongue pressed and rubbed against her lips, not giving her a chance to breathe.

Narsha got flustered and ended up opening her mouth. It was then that Dexter twisted her head. He interlocked their lips diagonally and licked the inside of her mouth with more pressure. He didn't let even a single drop of juice escape her mouth as he slurped everything.

Dexter's tongue play made her dizzy to the point where she felt like fainting in that very second. But, a thread of conscience kept tugging at her chest, warning her not to get lost in the wild warmth this dangerous man was giving her, though that might not be easy to do…

… Especially for Narsha, who hadn't felt this kind of warmth in a long time.

It was just a kiss. Narsha had many kisses with Ethan, perhaps just as roughly. Even though Ethan was a jerk now, there were times when he treated her gently. 

Still, she wasn't inexperienced when it came to intimacy. So why did this kiss feel tingling like it was the first time?

Could it be because she was kissing a man other than Ethan, who was utterly unfamiliar to her?

Hmm, that wasn't the case either. She had kissed other men while in a relationship with Ethan, out of spite against him. Even then, she hadn't felt the tingling sensation in her stomach like right now. Even Ethan couldn't arouse her with just a kiss.

So, there was only one conclusion. This happened solely because of Dexter’s undeniably charm, which she had only heard about through gossip.

Dexter's hands, which had let go of hers, now hugged her slender jaw and supported the back of her neck.

Even though it happened slowly, as if to give her a chance to escape, Narsha couldn't move an inch. The heat radiating from Dexter's body, more intense than a summer day, seemed to burn her mind and body, despite her determination not to melt.

It felt like the areas his lips and fingertips touched were melting rapidly.

Truly, she was a sinful mother. What was she doing in the car, leaving her two daughters behind with a stranger?

Dexter laughed softly. His laughter mingled with lust as he glanced at Narsha's expression.

“Damn,” He felt his lower body swell, then removed the shawl wrapped around his waist.

Narsha blinked rapidly as her face turned red, her decision a few minutes ago flashing through her mind. Was she really going to do it now? Here? Would his thing fit inside her? That’s too big, though? Would it feel good?

‘Darn, I’m going crazy!’

He ripped her jeans like nothing and then threw it onto the driver's seat.

A chill ran down Narsha's stomach as Dexter sucked between her thighs, creating a lewd sound that echoed in her ears. She grabbed his hair as if her hands had a mind of their own. Not to pull him away, but to beg him to stay there.

And when she arched her hip, he knew he had won. A wicked smile was plastered on his face. It would have been more absurd to lose against a woman who was trying to escape his grip, so he growled and thrust himself into her. The sound of their wet skin colliding echoed, and a sensual, sour scent spread throughout the car.

He did it as if it would last forever, and Narsha accepted him fully.

When their bodies were drenched entirely as if they had been caught in the rain, Dexter slowed his movements and finally pulled his rod out of her. He was still open for more thrusting, but for some reason, he felt bad as he looked at Narsha's exhausted face beneath him. 

It was so unlike him.

Her milk-white body was now dyed red as if boiled, with many marks from his rough touch.

Narsha's head, which had felt slightly heavy before, now felt lighter. She has no energy left to do anything when Dexter positions her to lie on top of him. He let her head rest on his muscular chest, listening to the sound of his heart beating calmly.

She pouted, feeling unfair that only her heart was about to explode.

Even though Dexter was being sweet to her now, even allowing her to lie on top of him, Narsha knew that he would leave her after this. For some stupid reason, maybe the smallest part of her heart wanted to enjoy this wild embrace a little longer before she left that place.

Truly, a sinful mother.

“Now get up, will you?” Dexter's voice was still the same, intimidating, echoing in her ears.

“Mhm, I'll get up.” Narsha replied hoarsely.

She fell silent when she realized her voice turned out like that, even though she was trying not to make any sound for fear that her daughters would hear her. And yet, the beast in front of her was so damn fine.

‘As expected of a player.’ Narsha stared at him, judging so hard. 

“What's with that look, Kitty? Do you want to stay with me?”

Before Narsha could retort, Dexter smirked and replied, “I can't. There's someone who wants to feel my wrath. Besides, I don't sleep with the same woman twice.”

Ah, one rumor confirmed.

Narsha went speechless, then replied. “Whatever. Now it's proven that I can make you hot, even make you come inside me repeatedly. You'll keep your promise, right?”

“Aren't you truly naive, believing I'd keep my word?”

Narsha shrugged. “Well, what else can you get from me by not keeping your word? It's not like you want me or want to take advantage of me, because you know I have nothing.”

“I could kill you.”

“You don't look like someone who would kill for nothing. Isn't that just a waste of your energy?”

Dexter pulled up the corners of his lips, slightly impressed. “Aren't you afraid?”

She was afraid at first, but...

“Well, this is more fun than I imagined. You're very good at it, so...” She clapped her hands shyly, then folded her arms before her chest when she realized how embarrassing her action was.

Her red ears betrayed her true feelings despite her trying to act cool. Neither she nor Dexter noticed at the time that Dexter had chuckled softly at her antics.

“Here, drink this in one gulp after me.” Dexter gulped down a liquid in the small bottle he took from the compartment, then handed it to Narsha. “This is the last thing you need to do for me to keep my promise.”

Narsha narrowed her eyes as she held the small bottle. Half of the liquid remained in it after Dexter took a sip. After smelling the scent, she gulped it down in one go.

She mumbled.“ You didn't have to give this to me, though. I can't get pregnant.”

“What did you say?”

“Nothing.” Narsha shook her head and then looked at him. “Now, we're done, right?”

Narsha pulled the handle, opening the door. But Dexter stopped her with his hand pressing against hers. As his body leaned closer to hers and the side of his face almost grazed her nose, he closed the slightly open door with a soft click.

“Hey, Kitty, there's one more thing…” His gaze filled Narsha's vision.