100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Fourteen…

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Abigail was still dazed by this scene. She was only planning to stay in contact with Nathan's lips for one minute without doing anything.

But now, she was being kissed by the devil for real! She was like a moth who threw herself to a flame… unknowingly bewitched just to die.

She should stop Nathan and push him away but all her senses were already clouded by his dominating kiss. He was literally ravaging her lips as if he was punishing her. But it was a sweet torture.

Abigail was drowning in this flaming desire. Who would have thought that a kiss would give her a wonderful feeling she had never experienced before?

A while ago, she was lamenting that she had to give up her first kiss for a sleeping person. But now, she didn't know what to feel anymore. She was completely bewitched by Nathan's kiss and she didn't want to stop.

Nathan's toying lips captured her tongue and he sucked her sweetness, giving Abigail a tickling sensation on her insides. Nathan was the one taking the lead. Abigail could only follow pursuit. She was going with the flow.

Subconsciously, she was already enjoying the moment. And she had already forgotten about the countdown. One minute kiss! Just forget it!

Soon, Abigail was slowly getting the hang of it. She began to move, responding to his aggressive kiss. Just like what she did during their first kiss, Abigail managed to match up with the intensity of Nathan's passionate kiss.

She mimicked his action. Her mouth captured his tongue and she started sucking him. When she released him, their tongues started to lick each other, entwining and wrestling each other inside their mouths alternately.

'She is learning fast,' Nathan thought to himself, his lips twitching with a satisfied smirk.

Nathan's thrusting tongue pushed her toward new sensations as it moved into her mouth with urgent passion. Abigail moaned sensuously which encouraged Nathan further.

Abigail didn't know how long she could last as the pleasure was overwhelming. Nathan didn't stop exploring her mouth. His tongue swept inside to caress the walls of her mouth, tracing her teeth and licking her tongue.

When he was satisfied, he brought his attention back to her swollen lips. He nibbled on her lower and upper lips alternately.

'Damn! I couldn't breathe… I feel like I'm losing some oxygen…' Abigail thought to herself.

She had just proven to herself that Nathan Sparks was a great kisser. Damn! He was making her breathless but at the same time, craving for more.

She felt an intense goosebump all over her body. She was so hot and her lower body was throbbing. Damn! She got totally aroused by that kiss. She could feel the moistening of her underwear.

'Shit! I'm wet,' Abigail's cheeks reddened at that thought.

She wanted Nathan to touch and kiss her body once more just like how he did it for the first time. She began fantasizing about those intimate moments between them.

She remembered how Nathan pinned her hands above her head while he trapped her with his large body. He trailed kisses from her cheeks going down her neck and collarbones.

She was aching to feel his hand on top of her breast once more, fondling and kneading her full breast using his palm.

Abigail's fingers reflexively clenched the railing of his sickbed as she felt the rush of heated pleasure from her abdomen down to her sex.

The way Nathan sucked her tongue reminded her of the moment he sucked her nipple so hard as if he was milking her.

And as Nathan's finger began caressing her cheek, Abigail's mind wandered off somewhere again. Her imagination was getting more intense. She remembered the wonderful sensation brought by his fingers as he started to brush and touch her forbidden spot.

Nathan was an expert at using his fingers in giving her pleasure. He touched her down there… playing with her folds and clit as he rubbed her wet core, his fingers brushing her lady part up and down.

"Ummh~" Abigail suddenly moaned in between their kisses. Her mind was filled with fantasy about Nathan and her.

'Ahh, what the hell am I thinking? For goodness's sake!' Abigail scolded herself. They were currently in the hospital and the person in front of her was a patient.

Abigail snapped her eyes open and gently pushed Nathan away as she drew her head back. Abigail was panting, gasping for air. That long hungry passionate kiss left her breathless.

She put her hand against her chest, trying to calm her heart. Her heartbeat was still so loud and her heart continued beating like a drum roll.

'Damn! What had just happened?'

Abigail anxiously turned in Nathan's direction, wondering what would be his reactions.

Abigail: "..."

But the moment she set her eyes on Nathan's face, she was surprised to see him with his closed eyes.

'What the heck? Did he just fall asleep after kissing me hard?' Abigail looked at Nathan with disbelief.

Abigail tapped his shoulder but Nathan didn't respond. She just stared at him strangely. She couldn't believe this. Was he sound asleep or was he just pretending?

"Nathan?" Abigail called his name. But Nathan didn't respond.

She patted his shoulder again but she didn't get any reaction from him.

Abigail tugged her hair in annoyance. 'What the hell is going on here?'

Still confused about what had just transpired there, Abigail decided to gather her thoughts and calm herself down so she left the ward.

Little did she know, two men had just played a prank on her early this morning. One pretended to be asleep after kissing Abigail passionately.

And the other one reappeared as soon as Abigail left Nathan's ward.

Bam-Bam was grinning from ear to ear as he watched the closed door where Abigail walked out.

'Hmm. From the way she kissed him, I think there is no need for the soul-binding spell. I bet Phantomflake will not kill Nathan in the meantime. If she hated him that much, how could she enjoy that kiss? Hahaha!'

Bam-Bam just uttered some chants to remove the soul-binding spell. The crafty naughty soul keeper lied to Abigail about the one-minute kiss. He just used it as an alibi to test Abigail's self-control.

'Haha! She is attracted to the devil.'