All Chapters of TEMPT ME, MASTER : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The sun stayed hot, but they didn't care. The villa felt like its own world where time didn't exist. There was only the sound of their breathing and the feeling of skin on skin. Dante looked at Selina, and she could see that he wasn't done. He wanted her again, and she wanted him just as much."The bed is getting too soaked," Dante said with a low laugh. His voice was deep and steady. He stood up and reached for her hand. "Come with me. I want to try something else."He led her over to the large wooden table near the window. It was a heavy piece of furniture made of dark wood. Outside, the trees were green and the sky was blue, but Selina only had eyes for the man standing in front of her."Sit on the edge," he told her.Selina did what he said. The wood felt cool against her skin, a big change from the hot sheets of the bed. Dante stood between her legs and pushed them wide apart. He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue sliding into her mouth. It was a deep, hungry kiss that tasted l

The moon was high now, and the villa was glowing under the bright stars. The air was still very warm, and the smell of the ocean was everywhere. Selina felt like she was in a dream, but the heat of Dante’s body against her back was very real. They had been in bed, on the table, and on the bench, but Dante still looked at her like he had just seen her for the first time."I want to take you outside," Dante whispered. His voice was deep and it made Selina’s skin prickle. "I want to feel the wind on us while I’m inside you. I want the whole world to know you belong to me."He didn't wait for her to say yes. He picked her up in his big arms. She felt so small and safe against his hard chest. He walked out onto the private balcony. It was high up, looking over the dark water and the trees. There was a soft lounge chair there, and the stone floor was still warm from the sun.He set her down on the railing of the balcony. It was safe, but the height made her heart race. She looked down at th

Dominic didn't let me stay on the dining table for long. He pulled out of me with a wet sound that made my body shiver. I felt empty the moment he was gone. He looked at the mess we had made—the spilled water, the torn papers, and my ripped shirt. He didn't look worried. He looked like he wanted more."We can't stay here, Bella," he whispered. His voice was still thick with lust. "The maid might come in to check the kitchen. We need somewhere more private. Somewhere where I can really show you what happens to girls who distract their teachers."He grabbed my hand and led me out of the dining room. I was still half-naked, my shirt hanging open, but I didn't care. We walked down the long, dark hallway of my father’s house. Our feet made no sound on the thick rugs. He led me to a large set of double doors at the end of the hall. This was my father’s private library. It was the one room in the house where I was never allowed to play as a kid.He pushed the doors open and pulled me inside.

The wine cellar was silent, the only sound being the slow drip-drip-drip of the red wine falling from the stone table onto the floor. I felt heavy and warm, even though the room was cold. Dominic pulled out of me with a wet, sticky sound that made my heart jump one last time. He looked at me, his eyes dark and full of a hunger that never seemed to go away. He reached for the silk robe and wrapped it around me again, but he didn't tie the belt. He liked seeing my body peek through the fabric."The air is too heavy down here, Bella," he whispered. He ran a hand over his face, wiping away the sweat. "We need to breathe. But we aren't going back to our rooms yet. The storm is just getting started, and I want to feel it with you."He led me back up the stone stairs, through the quiet kitchen, and toward the large glass doors that led to the back porch. The porch was huge and covered by a wooden roof, so we would stay dry, but the rain was coming down in sheets just a few feet away. The win

The sun began to bleed through the edges of my heavy bedroom curtains, turning the room a soft, hazy gold. It was the morning of my actual final exam, but the only test I cared about was the one happening right now. Dominic had carried me from the study up to my bedroom in the quiet, early hours. We were both exhausted, but the fire between us wouldn't go out. It was like a fever that kept burning higher and higher.My bedroom felt different with him in it. It was a room for a "good girl"—full of stuffed animals, school books, and soft pillows. Having Dominic here, naked and powerful, felt like a beautiful sin. He laid me down on my bed, the white sheets feeling cool against my overheated skin."The car will be here in two hours to take you to the university, Bella," Dominic whispered. He was leaning over me, his arms like pillars of iron on either side of my head. "But before you go, I need to make sure you remember everything I taught you last night. I need to give you one last grad