His grip against the book tightened and he stared at the clear view of her pussy. She has been so lust in the feeling that this action was releashing into her that she had her legs completely spread out to his gaze, rubbing and moaning to the touch from herself that left her pussy soaking wet, and her toes curling hard from the warning arrival of her orgasm.
“Arghhh…” She moaned and her backed arched as pleasure slited through her.
Devine cock jerked as much as a muscle pinched in his chest.
He strangled the book silently, knowing that if he allowed his hand off this book today then he would bury himself into her pussy and fuck her so hard till she begged to be his.
“Oh my goodness yes.”her voice jerked him from his thoughts and he watched her skin ghosted while she shuddered at the gentle feel of pleasure.
“Touch me.” She cried helplessly but Devine didn’t say a word or move a hand.
“Oh my goodness Devine, touch me… Please… Please touch me. Arghhhh!!! Yes… This is so good. So good.” she cried, her hand on her clit became faster and faster as pleasure spluttered through her.
“I am going to cum. Oh my goodness Devine… arghhhh!!! I am going to cum.”Nuella screamed hotly, pressing her thighs together as she came hard on the couch, her body jerking against his, but he just held her closer to his body. His face didn’t bulge but his cock was buldging down there with ruthless desire to feel her up- to fuck her hard and fast till she is unable to walk-till she begged to be his. But, this book in his hand had him on choke hold. It revealed to him more about himself. He would only break her world and leave her in pieces.
He was a monster, a damage monster and he knew himself than any other. If he ever buried his cock into her pussy then she would be everything he own and no body in the world would come closer to her and live to tell the tales, but…. There is just a lot of problem and her father would be the number one. He would feel betrayed, he would definitely feel betrayed. Devine would do anything In the world but it is certainly not jeopardizing the only relationship that made sense to him.
“We have to GO.” Devine said, shutting the book together and dropping it off on the table stand that was beside the chair..
Nuella head snapped to get a glimpse of his face but his reaction was deadly as hell, unfazed, devoid of every freaking emotions. He was staring at her yet it felt like he wasn’t, the only thing that melted her heart was his hand on her body. At the moment she feared that his face was even more rocky than his huge cock.
“Are you okay?” She inquired a hitch in her voice as she did so.
“Yes. I am..”
“So… Why…”She paused for a seconds and her eyes accessed his.
“So why the sudden change.”
“Nothing.”
Nuella brows knitted and she stared botheredly at him.
“Why are you acting up?”
The room to went silent for a minute then he exhaled.
“I am not acting up Nuella. I am hard and I need to go home.” No matter how gentle his words were they pinched every part of her heart. She didn’t know how to feel but hearing him call her Nuella instead of the usual ‘momma’ had her chest clamping.
Nuella squinted her eyes for some seconds, scoffing back unbelievably. He is hard. He called her Nuella. He needed to go home to get a release. That sounded unlike him.
“You never go home to get a release, you ask me to go down on my knees and you know I do it.” An atom of shame crushed her but she buried it, reminding herself that it was Devine.
“Not today.”
His reply were just two different words, yet it crushed her heart into millions of pieces than the millions of words that James said to her a month back.
Her eyes searched his discreetly as she tried to fathom whatever was happening, but she didn’t not find one.
With quivering voice she inquired not ready to give up yet.
“Why?
Devine’s jaws tightened and he watched the tears that blurred her eyes.
His hand itched to cup her cheeks into his palm and prevent the tears from rolling out of her eyes, but…… doing that would break all the self-restrinant he was creating.
If anyone else was responsible for this years in her eyes then the person would have been long dead, but … He was the monster at the moment. The monster he knew he would be in the future. So it was better he place a stop to this at this moment.
“We can’t keep doing this.” He broke the silence and Nuella’s heart shattered into tiny million pieces. She stared at him with blury eyes, unable to say a word.
“You are Enzo’s daughter, Nuella. You are my friends daughter and he would be freaking disappointed if he finds out about us… So.”
“So that was the reason you didn’t touch me?”
She inquired and silence stepped in, not longer than some seconds.
“No. I didn’t touch you because I do not want to just spread your legs wide and eat you, I do not want you to just go down on your knees and take my cock…..” He drew the last words out, then with narrowed eyes, he completed.
“I want to bury my cock into your beautiful pussy and fuck you so hard, till your legs are wobbling and your breath are too heavy for you to puff out. But …. But damn every freaking existence because I would burn them and whatever they own if there dare to stare at you with longing eyes.
Nuella’s inner churn and her broken her only took all of this words to be mended. She was stupid and she knew but she was okay with him saying those words…
“That is exactly what I want.” She replied in the softest of words but they did not break his walls this time, instead, they hardened it.
“You deserve better. I do not love, I fuck, so hard. I do every other dangerous things but I do not love, I am not capable of loving and if I hurt you an inch, I would never be able to forgive myself.
Nuelle’s grip against the rob tightened hard, if it had life then it would be dead by the moment. All it took were his last reply and all her masked up emotion came puring in over her, she didn’t fight it. She just allowed it wash over her in a sudden wave.
The pain from her first ex, the pain James and the pain from Devine, she allowed everything to crush her like a car to a crippled man. The tears that she held inside from a moment back came pouring down her cheeks. It was not supposed to hurt, because this fucked up thing was not defined, but it broke her so much.
It was the truth. She was her father’s friend and whatever was happening between them would never last, but her heart was burning so much.
“I care about you.” His words broke through the air like another tears that broke through her eyes.
Devine reached out for her cheeks and her helpless self could not help but relish in the warmth of his palm.
“I car about you. So well… but this… this happening between us is bad and… I can bare every resentment from your father but I can’t bare to see him mad at you because of…” his eyes scanned the space between them then he completed.
“I can’t bare to see him mad at you because of us.”
For a moment, Nuella had hoped that he was going to change his mind, but he didn’t. Even though she knew that what he was saying was right, even though she knew that they were not going to ever be a thing, she really wished that he had fought for her. At least.
She pulled her face from his palm and admist her struggling heart she masked her pain up with a smile.
“Thank you for the treat.” She appreciated and picked the gentle piece of herself up.
Devine’s brows knitted and worries etched through him
“Momma.”He called out but she flashed him a very stern smile.
“I am your friends daughter, Mr Devine. We can’t have anything together and I appreciate that.” This statement that came out of her mouth didn’t seat well with her and it left her heart breaking into millions of pieces. He was right and the statement was right as well, yet they felt so wrong. This aching feeling could not be love, it was mere lust, yet it hurt.
It hurt her as much as it hurt Devine. This feeling of being around her was becoming so addictive that a day without a glimpse of her beautiful face always left him restless. It was lust, he knew it was lust. That he would not love her like she desired and he would never let another man to love her. So it was best. It was best if he stayed away from her, because she deserved better, she deserved the light and he was the typical opposite of what she desired, something pure and ethereal.
“Let it be.” those were her last words before she left, away from the apartment and away from him.