276 Are You Seducing Me?

She couldn't stifle the gasp that rose in her throat at the sight of herself. She patted her heated cheeks and took a calming breath. Standing here looking at herself the realization hit her like a bulldozer. 

It was her FIRST DATE! Something she had never thought she would have that too with the man she would go in any corner of the world.

Her Master once told her she was a woman who would know nothing but carnal woman use, she will never grow to be anything the woman had the privilege to be, not a wife, not a...mother. Hearing the woman just put salt in her old gash and she was feeling especially. rebellious today, she wanted to defy every prediction made of her, every expectation pressured her with.

Li Yuan…To her he was a whole new entity. She hadn't had anybody ever see her with respect, cherish her as if he was nurturing the rarest of blooms, whose hold made her feel like she was made of glass. Instinctively a smile bloomed on her face at the thought that turned to a sinister smirk.

She was tempted to take a selfie of her and send her Master who liked to play Daddy dearest in her life. It would surely blow his composure and make him go bonkers!

It was an azure full sleeves dress that was melting away in dark charcoal black at the end of the hem. The dress was floor-length but its neckline was deep showing a generous amount of cleavage. 

The shoulders and waist were embedded with fading clusters of tanzanite and topaz. It was backless but her hairs that were thrown back would do a good job covering her back.

The Azure organza that clung to her body like a glove till her waist then splayed in fluffy ruffles was anything but sheer smoothened waves like in itself hinting her a furtive clue. 

It was one of the most exquisite and exotic of her dresses in the wardrobe. And instead of heels, they had dark plumps contrasted with it. She could only imagine what he was planning for his shot-gun date.

She looked at the mirror and saw a woman adorned for her man. Her hair fluffily fuzzy like in frenzied curls for someone's arrival, her lips were stretched in a smile of anticipation that could get any heart beating but was only for someone awaited. For all fundamental reason, her body was humming a melody she hadn't heard before.

She just couldn't wait for him to be here already. She looked beautiful, more beautiful than she had ever been and she wanted him to see it, be mesmerized in her beauty, and stare at her in a trance.

She hadn't felt this daring in a while, her body was thirsting for attention. She was all a Siren in the perfect sense of the word. She craved sinful gazes on her knowing she was but their aspiration, something far beyond the reach of men.

She wanted him to see what no man had ever seen in her. Her heart was beating in anticipation and anxiousness. She felt like a virgin maiden longing for her sought suitor.

In the floor to length mirror, she saw herself blushing and her contagious reticent spread through her blood causing her to twirl and giggle but then like hiding her precious modesty from the rest of the megalomaniac world, she schooled her contentment and wore her mask of indifference.

She got out of the slide to deal with the nosy Housekeeper but her breath hitched at what was before her. 

The inquisitive server was nowhere to be sniffed and in her stead, the subject of her imagination had materialized and was facing his back to her. 

As if hearing her loud bustling mind he turned to steal her breath away. He was all masculine in all his glory. She was attracted to him in unexplainable ways but looking at him clad in a formal suit with his buttons undone in a roguish way did things to her.

His untamed fringes and tilted sexy smirk were enough to summon all her femininity to submit to the alpha male in front of her. The way he commanded, dominating beneath him turned her on, never had she ever wanted to be this much dominated by a male.

She wanted to tumble away to him fast on her feet, to run in his arms where she could feel up all that desirable chest that was peeking out from drift in his shirt, rip him out of that fabric that was licking him when her heart had called dibs on him long ago.

Her eyes possessively traced all of his muscular lean body. He had changed and cleaned up; her heart skipped a beat when she saw the hunger and desire in his eyes sizing her up too, his distracted gaze lingering on her cleavage.

In her trance, she was rooted to the floor with her thought straying to the land of her primitive nature call. 

With an unbreakable shackle pulling him, he stalked to her like a predator on the peak of his ferocity. He took hold of her arm and snaked his another arm around her waist, holding her in a vice-like grip, standing tall and devilishly handsome above her.

Without her heels, she was almost one and a half foot shorter than him, at once she regretted not wearing heels. Now it was hard for her to take a quick grasp of him.

His temperature was cold his skin tingling on hers, sending shivers down her body, before melting into hers. 

"Incantatrice." He dipped his head and whispered in her ear in a rough hoarse voice with passion, his foreign accent burning her in a new wave of excitement washing over her from nirvana.

(Enchantress)

She bit her and leaped hard at him cradling at his firm chest, not at all faltering by the force of her hard fervor instead he gave her the leverage. She liked knowing she was dominated by this strong, rugged, resilient man. With a passion to ignite his like fuel she seductively gazed at him. With brazen courage, she brought her hand on his neck tracing down the ridges and muscles with the possessiveness of an owner.

His hold tightened on her and he pushed her back on the wall behind them. By his arm on her waist as axis, she arched her body with brashness further into his, expressing their compatibility as they fit like a land ripped by a quake of the Earth.

All too innocently, contrasting to her actions she gazed at his eyes that applauded her action with the ardent primitive hunger in them. She traced his cheek beckoning all his senses to her play.

He tugged her harder to him, as his hold obsessively tightened around her, "Mia Sirena." He groaned with his want for her straining his voice, "Mi stai seducendo?"

(My Siren) (Are you seducing me?)

Lei Xinyi giggled a melody numbing his body with all the control she wielded over him. She slid her hand behind his neck and tugged his head down till it was aligned with hers, "Ho bisogno di sedurti, tesoro?" she whispered back suggestively in an accent that was too similar to his.

(Do I need to seduce you, honey?)

He didn't know she could ever get more alluringly sexy than she already was unless she spoke in the language he spoke half his life. He could swear not even the natives could renounce her.

Here in his arm, defenseless, giving him control over her, she was the most feline creature. The hunger to taste her then devour her whole was like unleashing beast in him. He wanted nothing but rip the fabrics of restraints between them and give in to his and her needs.

He dipped his head further in her neck eliciting a harmonious laugh from her as she slapped his chest. She was easily ticklish. He grinned on her neck smelling her all too intoxicating scent. Sandalwood and Jasmine.

He started raining kisses on her bare neck and trailed them to her jaw, "Such a tease!" She hummed in encouragement compelling him to move up faster but his little Raven wasn't getting anything tonight, not yet at least. 

In the throes of pleasure, she threw her head back giving him more of her skin to make his temple, even moaned her appreciation at his devotion and closed her eyes. She sighed, anticipating his lips to be on her when his wet kisses traced from her neck to her jaw, enticing something deeply relentless in her.

Just when he reached the corner of her mouth and she parted his lips awaiting his lips on her. He changed his route and leaped forward to her cheek instead. Irate at not getting her way, she groaned in frustration, drawing a chuckle from him.