Sold to a Prince!-Chapter 137 - Overnight Cinderella Part2

"I am not a child, your highness." Sylvia grabbed the spoon from Mikel's hands but licked the honey nevertheless.

The small drop of honey melted into her tongue and tasted so good that Sylvia felt small bumps arise all over her body.

"So amazing!" She clicked her tongue, but then quickly changed her expression to keep up with her act.

"Cough… Cough… Ahem. I mean it's alright." Sylvia swallowed back the smile that was threatening to come out.

However, how could this small detail miss the devil's eyes?

"Here… Try it with the pastry, my dear." Mikel passed her a small plate, a subtle smirk lingering on his lips.

"Hmph. Alright." Sylvia scoffed. She was not done teasing the man and she was quite determined to see her act through.

So as the devil handed her all the dishes, explaining to her their special ingredients in detail, in sweet loving words, Sylvia happily continued gobbling down everything without leaving a single dish behind.

Of course, from the beginning till the end, her attitude remained the same, with absolutely no improvement.

He must be sweating right about now! Sylvia grinned inwardly, very satisfied with her performance.

However, as she looked up to meet the coal-black eyes gazing at her as if she was the only one who existed in the entire world, she found herself wavering.

Why was the devil in a good mood? She pondered, but now that she had eaten a lot and her tummy was more than satisfied, she was no longer inclined to continue harassing the man and decided to let him off the hook.

"All done?" Mikel asked, arrogantly cocking his head to the side, resting the side of his face on his knuckles, his elbow on the armrest of the chair.

"Ummm…" Sylvia hesitated, eying the roasted meat still left on the trolley, but she couldn't possibly eat them after refusing them very bluntly so she could only nod her head. Google search f𝘳𝚎𝗲𝘸e𝐛𝑛𝐨𝘃𝘦𝚕. co𝚖

The two of them then stood up, Sylvia even smiling a little to indicate that she had forgiven Mikel for making her a mistress.

However, the next second, she felt her body go up in the air, the devil lifting her and tossing her on his shoulder like a sack of vegetables.

"Mikel! What are you doing??? People might see!!!" Sylvia panicked and started kicking her legs, to which Mikel simply smiled. "Anything wrong with me carrying my mistress?"

"Ahhh! Put me down. Put me down. Put me down!" She tried reasoning with him again, and when it didn't work, she punched him in the back with her small fists.

Mikel shook his head and chuckled. "Stop tickling me. Otherwise, I might really put you down."

She was punching him! Not tickling him! Damn it!

He carried her stubbornly, all the way back to the guest room they were staying in, making a few maids blush on his way there.

He then threw her on the bed which had only been just redone, with the sheets neatly spread out and the blankets folded.

Hovering on top of her, Mikel gazed at the woman beneath him, the grin on his face, wide and wicked. "Teasing me, huh? My kitten is pretty courageous these days?"

His fingers ran across Sylvia's cheeks making her entire face heat up.

She couldn't move or retaliate as the devil held both her hands down, so she could only turn her face to the side to hide her embarrassment.

"No, I was not." She muttered and then she added. "I am not a kitten."

"Is that so? Shall I prove you wrong by making you purr?" Mikel chuckled. He grabbed the sulking woman's chin, turning her face to look directly at him.

He licked his lips seductively, making Sylvia swallow hard. She couldn't deny the damning attraction and the irresistible pull she harbored for the man.

Watching him lean forward towards her, her lips parted on their own and her heart pounded against her chest as if it wanted to break out of her ribcage and go to him.

She closed her eyes in anticipation and her tongue peeked out to taste the devil as she had done so many times now, but…

Sylvia snapped her eyes open, only to see Mikel softly chuckling. This guy!! He was teasing her again!

"I am sorry. I couldn't help myself." Mikel grinned and lowered his face again, this time close enough for his warm breath to caress her.

But at the last minute, he left her hanging once again, pulling his head back as she craned her neck towards him like a junkie who is lusting after her fix.

He grinned and let his finger move down her body, his single finger tracing a line in between her cleavage, down to her trembling waist, covered in the exquisite expensive dress, which was one of a kind.

However, he didn't care about that and ripped it like he was ripping off just another piece of cloth.

He caressed her soft skin and her warm flesh and circled his fingertip on her hardened nipple, not removing his gaze from her deep blue eyes.

Every single action of his, every flick of his finger, set her ablaze and Sylvia twitched under the man's sweet torture.

Her lips wanted to savor his badly and as she tried to kiss him, the jerk still taunted her by moving away just as she neared him.

Unable to handle it any longer, Sylvia growled in displeasure. She had meant to tease him but now she was the one who was being played with.

"Easy there, darling." Mikel grinned. "I guess you aren't my kitten after all. I should call you a tigress instead."

He loosened the last bit of clothing from her body and captured her lips that were yearning for his affection.

Sylvia's protests were muffled as they drowned in his fiery passionate kiss and her body wrapped around him, her hands freeing themselves from his grasp.

She pulled him and prisoned him closer to her, his body pressed against hers. They dug deeper and deeper into each other and only parted when the two of them were breathless.

Sylvia smiled in content as she went in for another kiss when the man covered her lips with his hand.

"Honey… Your punishment is not done yet…" He grinned, his pitch-black eyes smirking at her.

"You also owe me some debts. I hope you didn't forget?" He raised his brows a few times, lifting his body up, to unbutton and loosen his shirt.

Huh? Sylvia blinked in confusion when she suddenly realized what he was talking about. She couldn't meet his gaze any longer and turned around burying her head in the pillow.

Her plump and smooth butt glistened under the rays of the sunlight that escaped through the curtains, making them look even more tantalizing, seducing the man to lean down on bite her.

"Baby, time to do your mistress duty…" Mikel's alluring voice drawled on as he laid next to her and ran his hand over her sinfully seductive curves.

This guy! Sylvia wanted to retort back but she shook her head, still unwilling to meet his gaze, provoking the devil to tease her more and more.

He leaned into her and nibbled her ears, licking her ear lobes ever so often, making her tingle in pleasure.

Nngh. Sylvia moaned, turning towards him helplessly and kissing him once again. The devil kissed her back as his hand sneakily led her hand to his hardness.

"Baby, show some mercy to your slave…" He whispered in her ears, making her moan and blush.

"Umm… What should I do?" Sylvia asked, licking her lips, her voice small and hesitant, and her eyes dazedly looking back at him.

Mikel groaned in pain and pleasure as her sweetness further drove him crazy. "Move your hand up and down." He whispered, his words barely audible, his voice raspy.

"Umm… Mikel… close your eyes first." She shyly replied, to which the man immediately obliged, as he was at a stage where he was ready to agree to just about anything.

As he laid on his back, closing his eyes, Sylvia propped herself up and laid on his chest, her eyes peeking at the man's lower half, little by little as if she was looking at a scary ghost for the first time.

Blood rushed up to her cheeks and her forehead as she saw the man's hard and thick flesh twitch in anticipation.

Sylvia gulped and neared it hesitantly, her entire body burning up. "It's not going to eat you up." He growled in pain.

Mikel could feel her moving on top of him, her presence near his throbbing manhood and he was about to completely lose it.

He clenched his fists tightly, crumpling the sheet on the bed as he patiently waited for her to touch him.

And when she finally did, his entire body submitted to her, craving for her more and more.

Sylvia gently stroked him as he had taught her and seeing the waves of pleasure crossing his face and how he had his eyes obediently closed, she felt warm inside.