BURN THE TRUTH

Episode Thirty

Velda stared at him. She could see his eyes burn with much desire, a thirst for her, the pulse pounding in his throat. "Kiss me then" she whispered, and Devyn instantly pressed his lips against hers, their heart slamming together like a waking machine.

Velda was drowning in it, in the sensation of him kissing her outside in the cold. Devyn kissed her like he'd go crazy if he didn't and had nearly waited too long. She sucked on his tongue, having learned how much he liked it, and how much she liked it, how much it made her want to suck him elsewhere with the same eagerness.

Her body shuddered with what might have been a whimper, the kiss was gentle—soft. She slipped her arms around his shoulders, opening her mouth to him, his tongue slipped in, caressing her own. He hardened against her, and she let out a groan in his mouth. The sound snapped whatever lash he'd had on himself and Devyn pulled her into the house.

Her coat was tossed to a cushion before Devyn deepened the kiss, and she leaned into him, pressing her form against him. He tore his lips from her mouth and scooped her up in a smooth movement before laying her flat on the leather cushion and then he mashed against hers again.

He tore his lips from her mouth to her neck, where he dragged his teeth and tongue down her skin

His hand slid under her sweater and began tracing over her stomach, up, up to her breasts and then he cupped one of them which was already heavy and arching in a way that had nothing to do with the desire that was building between her legs. She arched into his touch and lifted her arms as he peeled away her sweater in one easy motion.

Devyn pulled back to survey her half-naked upper body, her bra seeming to make her breasts more captivating. And all she could think about was his mouth as it lowered to her breast while his hand pulled off the black laced bra from one of her breasts. Exposing the n****e to him and his skilful lips captured it, slightly sucked it into his mouth before releasing it. His tongue flickered against the pink n****e.

"Yes!"She moaned plunging her fingers into his hair. Pulling him hard against her to again feel his erection. She shifted, wanting to have him pressed against her and making a mental note never to wear hard denim pants when seeing him. His teeth grazed her n****e causing her to moan out, beyond the—

A beep suddenly came off before Adira's voice followed, announcing Milo's presence. Devyn groaned around her n****e before peeling his lips off. He raised a bit "Adira. Deny access" His voice was deep and calm but yet it reflected the fact that he was slightly vexed by the intrusion. He rose on his feet allowing Velda seat up.

She snatched her sweater from the cushion, got on her feet and swiftly pulled the sweater over her head with an amused expression. Her face flushed and she chuckled when Devyn's eyes met hers. Except Devyn abruptly surged back to her, closing the little space between them as he again crashed his lips against hers in a more fierce manner.

Velda did so much as flinch before she staggered backwards as the kiss came like an earthquake, hitting her heart and then massively accelerating the beats. Her eyes closed against the surge of arousal she felt at the rough crash of their lips. His power frame radiated much more heat and hunger. With a sharp intake, he gripped her hips, tugging her against him as he slanted his mouth over hers, deepening the kiss until her knees threatened to buckle. His tongue brushed hers—hot, deft strokes that told her precisely that he wasn't going to stop. Ember sparked in her blood, and she hissed as the kiss turned into a storm.

She uncontrollably bites his tongue and the soft bite of pain made him hungrier, greedier. "Watch what you're doing to me" Hot, he was so hot and hard.

Somewhere in the back of her head, she worried about the person at the entrance. "Bruce..." She moaned into his mouth. "Bruce" Velda whispered patting his neck to call him. "You need to..." Her gaze darted frantically to the door.

Devyn broke the kiss, breathing ragged, he was satisfied to find Velda's own chest rising and falling in an uneven rhythm. This thing between them was utterly consuming.

Velda ran her fingers through her hair to set them well, her eyes lifted at Devyn and her cheek turned even redder and then she stared at him like what was he still waiting for? Or he was trying to gather himself. The door, Velda motioned her head in that direction.

Devyn's eyes travelled to the closed entrance and he sighed before kicking off to fetch Velda's coat. "Adira, grant access" He let out, a bit of a groan before the door stretched open, granting Milo access to the house.

"Are you actually trying to systematically disrupt every part of my life?" Devyn shoved the question at him. "Like enjoying a quiet night in without having to get interrupted"

"You never complained before" Milo nonchalantly returned and turned in the direction of Velda. "Hello, detective" He waved.

"Oh. The mechanic guy"

"See it hurt my feelings getting called a mechanic guy. I should at least be addressed with something more" He dramatically turned to Devyn "Conceivably that resolution should be carried out"

Devyn let out a low taking a few steps toward Velda. “Detective, this is Milo, my dear friend and the best drifter you'll ever meet"

“Quite good with handling machines” Milo added with a wink.

“Oh. Not so bad” She remarked as Devyn helped her into her coat.

“Not so bad? You're just profiling fabulous people, aren't you? Though I don't mind” Milo uttered with a smirk settling down.

“I bet you don't,” She said before her eyes perked up at Devyn “Asteria?”

Some moments passed before Devyn accompanied Astria down the stairs, the belt of her backpack was wrapped by Devyn’s massive fingers. Velda exchanged a few words with Milo before Devyn took them both to the car. “I will be right on time tomorrow, little one” Devyn whispered to Asteri as she helped buckle her seat belt. “Okay?”

“And then I can come to continue the game”

The corner of his mouth turned up “That’s right” He assured her, robbing her tender cheek. “Alright” He let out in a quick tone, “good night”

“Good night, Devyn” She returned with a smile before he shut the door, and then moved to meet Velda by the driver’s door.

“Hey” It came off low and breathy.

“Hey”

His eyes watched her tenderly before he reached to stroke her cheek with exquisite tenderness. She turned, leaning her cheek into his palm. And in no time Devyn leaned in and kissed her. The kiss was soft, quiet and brief. Barely grazing his lips against hers. “Take care of the both of you”

“I'll sure do so” Velda guaranteed quietly, her gaze not leaving his.

“I know you will” He gave a half-smile before he pulled open the car door.