The Devil and I

30

Hello my cute little cupcakes!🧁

Target pura krdiya karo yar pls, motivation hi nhi h likhne ka.

Anyways, this update is 17+ .
Please do not read if you are uncomfortable and remember nobody forced you to read this.

Warning: I had no idea how to write smut💀 and this is my first time trying it so please do not judge. I request ya'all please.

(Also the translations of all other language sentences are given in comment section.)

Don't write your age or anything like that in comment section or you will be BLOCKED.

Target- 700 comments. (Target completion p hi chapter upload hoga)

Happy reading💀

Noor's POV

"I would rather be wrapped in your scars than roam in someone's nothingness."

I felt myself getting lost in the depths of his gaze. With each word he uttered, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach multiplying, their wings beating in a frantic rhythm.

Every little gesture, every subtle touch, sent a surge of warmth through me, making me acutely aware of his presence and the effect he had on me. In that moment, it was as if the world faded away, leaving only the two of us and the intoxicating feeling of butterflies fluttering wildly within me.

Alcohol had already worn off. I was never high to begin with, A few beers just added the intensity.

If his words weren't enough, his actions were thorough to make me realise how gone and invested we both are right now.

He was sitting comfortably between my legs and the moment his lips came in contact with my scar on right thigh I hissed in pain.
The pain which had the best after pleasure.

If this is what he does to me every night then I dont mind coming back home...

His spanks, his voice, his gaze everything enough to make me super fucking wet which I could feel myself.

His one hand resting on my waist and another on my ass cheek. One finger slip and he can see the ocean being created between my legs due to his mere words and actions.

He kissed my another scar on the left thigh and spanked me once more making me scream,
"To Whom does this pretty little cunt belongs to?"

I so wanted to defy him, to tell him he doesn't own any part of me or anything huh, but he will know it as soon as he sees it, I FUCKING REACT TO HIS MERE TOUCH.
So I said,

"You" in raspy breathe.

"Good girl." He whispered literally making out with her inner thighs. Leaving hickeys of his own.

"Because now, it's only mine to touch"

"Mine to taste." He kissed over my dampen panties.

Oh god. My hand fisted on his hair and another clutched his left bicep as hard as possible.

"Mine to lick" he looked back in my eyes which looked back at me with pure adoration and the same desire.

"And mine to fuck." Saying that he tore down my panties making me scream.

"Ahhhhhh" and I never dared to open my eyes again.

I cannot face the embarrassment of being dripping wet at his sight and mercy. Oh my god, this is embarrassing.

I could feel his hot piercing gaze on me. It was awkward, him dressed fully in his grey joggers and white tee which was now totally dampen and giving a clear view of his pecs and abs while me, just wearing a very non covering lacy bra.