MASTER DEVIL, DO NOT TEMPT ME!

You woke up the little devil, so feed it.

Instinctively, she pushes him off her, getting away from the bed, but before she could made to run away, he pulled her and she landed on his laps.

"Where do you think you're running off to?" His voice asked, dangerously.

"Let me f*****g go!" She demanded, struggling to break free but his lips curled up in a mischievous smirk.

"No...no not so soon..." He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. "Not after waking up this little demon"

Confusion laid on her face, not exactly getting the message of his words.

What demon?

What is he talking about and just who on earth, is he?

In a split of a second, her confusion was however replaced by extreme shock as he suddenly grab her hand placing it on his erection.

"You need to feed this at least...Little one" He stated domineeringly, his grip holding her firm leaving no chance for a break free.

She remained seated on his lap, his tight hold around her hand, still on his bulge.

Her heart wouldn't stopped racing though she couldn't explain why. Perhaps it was the intensity of his piercing gaze or the way his eyes seemed to seeped through her soul, melting it.

He looked so hot, so intimidating, yet she couldn't help but feel tempted.

But she decided to play it cool, pretending as if he has no iota effect on her right at that moment.

However, her body betrayed her, unable to resist his tempting and intense gaze on her. Her palms perspirated and her pulse fastened.

She starts leaning in, close enough to kiss him, his face relaxed, filled with expectancy however instead, she deliberately bumped her forehead against his when he least expected.

"Ah!" He winced, releasing her hand reflectively. She immediately seized the opportunity, pushing him away and standing up from his laps.

As she took some steps back, she heard her phone chimes on the bedside table.

She immediately rushed over to it, picking it up.

"Got some overload work over here. Don't wait up" It was a message from Caleb, her so called husband, she had prepared so much for.

Her heart drops instantly on reading that message. Once again, he had popped her balloon real hard, so hard that it hurts.

Still feeling her heart stings from the sudden disappointment, she turned over only to face the strange man, recognizing him so well to be her husband's uncle. The rude devil, she met in Spain, on their honeymoon.

How and Why on the f*ck, is he in their house, so late at night!

As she stared at him in confusion, his expression turns amused, staring right back at her.

"Get out!" Her mind says but her mouth just had to betray her, saying an entire different thing, instead m

"I just need to feed that, right?" Her eyes went down to the bulge in his pants, her voice barely a whisper.

Maybe it's because of the feeling of hurt and disappointment she had just got from her husband, or her tendency to make a reckless decision whenever she's at her worst or just maybe it was the spur of the moment thing, what matter is, she's about taking a really drastic decision, she might really later regret, later on.

Coco raised a brow, finding how the situation turned out completely entertaining and interesting.

He had just returned from Spain, earlier ago angry and discomposed. He has been feeling frustrated ever since he heard from Caleb he's getting married to some lady.

Caleb is someone he cherished so much, so far, it's been only him close to him, close to his heart, the only person he had relied on emotionally.

But suddenly, he said he was getting married, when he knew just how much he (Coco) hated women and everything they're made for.

He has been racking his brain on how to separate and destroy his so called marriage, he had wanted to do all he could by all means to seduce Caleb and get him change his mind but now, seems that plan of his will have to take a rain check.

He just got a new interesting idea on how to ruin this bloody marriage completely, and cleanly.

In the most satisfying way ever.

Ruthie walks closer to him who was standing a few metres from her, with a dark smirk on. His expression remains stoic, no one could tell what was going on in his mind.

She close the gap between them, tracing her finger up his bare chest, then she stood on her toes and whisper to his face

"Then let me..."

He said nothing, and Ruthie proceeded to drawing patterns on his abs down to his pants. She drops to a squat and slip down his pants, her fingers wrapped around his hardness, and she started stroking with her heart pounding in her chest. She could see his eyes burned with desire, his gaze holding hers captive as she goes on in her ministry.

His hardness, becoming stronger at every stroke of hers.

He groaned slightly as he continues in her endeavor, throwing his head backwards, his breathing rapidly becoming irregular.

However, just at the moment he pre_ejaculated, he suddenly pulled her up roughly, spinning her around. Her hands instinctively grasped the bed, her body bent over with her backside exposed, shooting out to him.

His fingers traced her curves, sending shivers down her spine.

Before she could react, he shreds her garter panties, the piercing sound echoing through the room. His hardness punctured her, and she cried out in pain at the sudden invasion which left her breathless.

He began pounding into her relentlessly, each thrust filling her with immense pleasure mixed with pain. She clutched the bed firmly, in order to maintain balance. His grip on her hair intensified, with his fingers entwining and pulling.

Her screams filled the room, together with the bed which wouldn't stop creaking. The sensation was engulfing.

As he goes on, her body began to adjust and respond, arching back to meet his relentless thrusts. The room spins, her system surrendering.

It was painful but at the same time feels so satisfying.

And then he stops suddenly, pulling out. She collapsed on the bed, panting to catch her breath, but little did she knows, they were just starting.

"Turn over," He ordered huskily.