True Alpha's Ch Chapter 90: I want him

Chapter 90: I want him

WARNING: THE Chapter CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

I had my eyes closed, but my senses were all heightened. I could feel every move of Hugo’s tongue circling around my mouth, exploring it. Our saliva mixed, but it didn’t feel gross or anything. Although we kissed before, this ti was different.

This ti... his hand was roaming my unclad body to his heart’s content. His hands paused to guide my arms around his neck so I could embrace him.

Skin to skin. Lips to lips. Heat to heat.

"Hugh," I called under my breath, gasping for air as his lips parted from . But he didn’t stop as he trailed kisses on my neck, going south to my collarbone, then upper breast. Gently and ticulously, making sure my mind would focus on where he was kissing.

I bit my lower lip as I gazed down. His lips were almost on my breast. I was scared, so I instinctively clutched his shoulder. Hugo paused and slowly looked up, revealing his lazy expression with eyes full of... desire.

"I’m scared," I confessed, thinking that he would probably get annoyed by these words by now. But he didn’t. Instead, Hugo reached for my hand and kissed the back of it gently, eyes still on .

"Would touching yourself help?" he inquired, which I sohow found a little confusing. Was he asking or demanding? His tone sounded like the forr, but his eyes told

he wanted to see

touch myself in front of him.

"Hmm..." He humd, eyes lowering. His action caused

to look down as well, almost choking, when I noticed that there wasn’t a single fabric that was protecting . I knew I was naked, but seeing my body felt strange.

"Here." I snapped my eyes when he planted my hand on my right breast. "Let’s... touch it together."

I gulped when his fingers slipped past the gaps between my fingers — his palm against the back of my hand. He then motioned it, making both our hands cup my breast. My breath instantly hitched as my touch felt different. I never felt anything in particular when bathing or scrubbing myself, but now it felt sensual.

"It’s hot," I whispered, forgetting the sha of lying naked while he was on top of .

His eyes narrowed as he smirked, fondling my breast while keeping my hands underneath his. "It’s hot, I know." He then gazed at my other breast.

I bit my lower lip as he raised his eyes to , lowering his head towards my left bust. "Can I?" he asked, lips hovering over my erected pink nipples.

"Do you have to ask that when you’re already touching ?" I asked with a pout, getting more embarrassed every ti I have to answer or give him permission.

"Rinrin, you liked it, don’t you?" I raised my brows as he cocked his head lazily, tapping his fingertips against the top of my other breast. "Every ti I asked you, your body shivers, and your body heat increase. Even your heart races, with the sheer thought of where I’ll go, and what I will do."

I was speechless as my tongue rolled back. Although I was a bit embarrassed, there was also this small part of

that... felt aroused each ti he would ask

to kiss

or if he could touch . I tried to hide it as the awkwardness felt more dominant. But now that he ntioned it, I felt truly naked, exposing the real .

"You anticipate it," he dawdled, brushing the apex of his nose on the area above my nipple. "If I say I will lick your breast... right, your toes curls too."

As if he hadn’t had enough exposing , Hugo raised his sharp gaze. They were already narrowed, giving him this bewitching look.

"Rinrin, should I lick your nipple?" he asked bluntly, making

take a deep breath as I felt teary.

I looked away in guilt. "Yes..." ca out a muffled reply.

"Look at

when you answer."

I clenched my teeth and mustered the courage to face him. "Yes," I replied firmly, almost raising my voice as I simply forced myself to answer.

"I want you to lick . I want you to kiss every inch of my body and have your arms wrapped around . I want you to..." my breath hitched as I realized I ran my mouth without thinking again.

"You want what?" he inquired like a devil, tempting

to confess my deep and darkest desires.

My mouth opened and closed, losing my voice montarily. I ground my teeth while taking a deep breath, staring into his eyes without faltering. This ti, I took off all pretenses and let my emotions, my wants, be spoken and heard.

"I... want you," I confessed and strangely enough, my entire body relaxed as I stroked his soft hair. "I want Hugo to be my first. If it’s not you, then I don’t want anyone else. My first must be Hugo and I want to be Hugo’s first."

Hugo moved up a bit, leaning closer in my ear. "Your first... consider

your last as well, for I don’t plan on sharing you with anybody else." His voice laced with a low growl, grinding his teeth before biting my lower lip.

This ti, it wasn’t gentle, nor was it a curious kiss. It was sothing... I would call... a bit possessive. A kiss that was ant to be rembered, a kiss of warning, a promise, a declaration, a claim to monopoly; that these lips were the only lips I needed in this life.

I got his ssage as I closed my eyes, wrapping my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. I, too, didn’t plan to taste another man’s lips aside from his. Nor did it ever cross

that I would want to feel another man embrace . Also, if I could be selfish for once, then I didn’t want to share him with anyone, too.

My body and soul only sought one man. Just one man. And his na was Hugo.

"Hugh," I called into his mouth, biting his lips accidentally until the taste of iron mixed in the sweet taste of his lips. But that didn’t stop him or . Hugo continued to kiss my body from the neck down to my breast.

I shivered when his tongue touched the tip of my nipples, making my lower region cry a river. When he cupped both of them and sucked them, I ran my fingers through his soft, dark ash hair. My mouth fell open, my eyes rolling back while unconsciously digging my nails into his shoulder.

’I want him,’ my mind whispered. I didn’t know what kind of want did I an, but I wanted him... that was for sure.