100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Seventy-One…

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In that intimate moment, Nathan and Jane discovered a new depth of passion. Each kiss was a declaration of their longing, a promise of the uncharted territories of pleasure they were about to explore together.

For Jane, Nathan's presence was a potent elixir, intoxicating her senses and stoking the fires of desire. She couldn't help but acknowledge the magnetic force that drew her closer to him with each passing moment. Her inner battle waged on as she wrestled with her own yearnings, and it became clear that her resolve was slipping, like sand through her fingers.

'I can no longer deceive myself. I want Nathan. I love him.' Jane admitted silently, her voice a whisper of vulnerability in the quiet recesses of her mind. 

The declaration hung heavily in the air, an acknowledgment of the emotions that had become impossible to ignore. Love had woven its threads through her heart, binding her to Nathan in a way she had never experienced before.

  'And I would like to have a fresh start with him. Can I really do that?' Jane asked herself inwardly. 

The path ahead was uncertain, and the thought of rekindling their relationship carried both hope and fear in her heart. She knew that pursuing this new beginning with Nathan would not be without its challenges. One of the formidable hurdles she would face in pursuing this new chapter would undoubtedly be the shadows of her own ugly past.

However, Jane wanted to give it a try since she could finally find a flicker of hope. She couldn't deny the sparks of chemistry that had ignited between them, hints that perhaps Nathan's feelings for her were more than just a one-sided fantasy. 'What if Nathan already has feelings for me?'

In this newfound determination, she hoped that Nathan would see not only her flaws but also the depth of her love and the sincerity of her desire for a fresh start with him.

Jane's internal thoughts were disrupted when Nathan took an aggressive action. His lips grazed hers with a teasing nip, followed by a gentle but possessive bite that sent a surge of electric sensation coursing through her. 

It was a deliberate move, one that was both playful and commanding, aimed at drawing her attention away from her wandering thoughts and back into the present moment. To punish her further, Nathan squeezed her breast hard and tugged her nipple roughly using his fingers, making her moan in between their kisses.

The unexpected sensation of his mouth on hers sent a jolt of desire coursing through her veins, effectively wiping away the distractions that had plagued her moments earlier. Nathan wanted her to focus solely on him, on the intense chemistry that bound them, and on the undeniable desire that pulsed between them like a current of electricity.

As they continued, their mouths moved together in a sensual ballet. After a few minutes, his mouth left hers and traveled down her throat, leaving some love bites. Nathan couldn't help but mark her with those love bites, a declaration that she was his. His possessiveness kicked in.

When he was satisfied, Nathan moved his mouth toward her breasts, planting soft kisses all over their surrounding flesh. His tongue caressed her sensitive nipples which had swollen to their fullest. Jane could only moan from too much pleasure.

The two got immersed in this burning passion as their unspoken desires had taken control of them both, forgetting about the real reason why they came there in the first place. Everything else faded into insignificance.

Jane didn't know where she should focus her mind. Nathan's expert lips and tongue were exploring the rosy peaks of her breasts while his hands were busy taking off her pants. Jane lifted her butt, allowing Nathan to slide her pants down.

Soon, Nathan's head moved south, his tongue making a path down her ribs to her stomach. As he swirled his tongue on her navel, he palmed her two breasts, kneading and squeezing them in a gentle massage.

"Ooh~" Jane's lips formed an "O" as she moaned in pleasure. Nathan's touch and kiss were setting her body on fire.

Jane remained engulfed in the tidal wave of sensations that Nathan had ignited with his passionate kiss and touch. Her senses were ablaze, and every nerve in her body tingled with desire. Yet, her enchanting reverie was interrupted by a bold and electrifying move from Nathan.

As the world around her blurred into a haze of lust and pleasure, she felt the press of his hand gently parting her legs, widening the space between them. The sensation was both unexpected and thrilling, sending a shiver of anticipation coursing through her. She gazed down, her eyes meeting his, and watched as he positioned himself between her legs, his head continuing its descent southward.

Jane's cheek reddened from embarrassment as she felt very exposed to Nathan. The handsome devil was staring at her sex with his lustful eyes. He even ran his tongue over his lips as if he couldn't wait to devour her. She felt her pussy moistened further because of his sensual action. 

The room seemed to pulse with an electric charge as the temperature rose to a certain degree. Both of them felt so hot and throbbing. 

"Nate? What are you planning to do?" Jane asked him nervously. Her breath quickened and her heart raced as she anticipated what he would do next. 

Nathan's gaze intensified as he licked his lips, and a meaningful, knowing smirk played upon his face. "I'm going to take responsibility," he declared, his voice tinged with determination and reassurance.

"and try to compensate you for all the bad things I've done to you." There was an earnestness in his tone, a genuine desire to make things right. The weight of his past actions hung heavy in the air, and he was aware of the hurt he had caused her. It was a commitment, a promise to make amends for the pain he had inflicted.

Jane was at a loss for words for a moment.  As she was still in a trance, Nathan grabbed that chance to go down on her. She felt a wild surge of pleasure as his tongue touched her wet folds, licking and stimulating her core.

In that intimate moment, all she could think of was the heat of his breath, the sensuous movement of his tongue, the playful stimulation of his mouth against her skin, and the promise of exquisite pleasure that lay ahead.