Entwined With the Villainous Guardian
Chapter 200: Awkward Thoughts

Chapter 200: Awkward Thoughts

Leander’s hands slid to the side and Viviana let it be.

"Leander," she hissed. "Why are you so..."

She nibbled on his lower lip. "...delicious..."

He smirked. "Delicious?"

His deep voice resonated in her lower abdomen. She couldn’t stop herself. She gently nibbled his lips and then it became a full-blown make-out session.

After almost getting smothered by his hold, she stopped. "You cannot hold me..." she said licking her lips that were swollen with the kiss. She pointed her finger at him. "You are forbidden to touch me. Only I touch. You watch." She then bopped his nose.

Leander raised his lips to a lopsided smile. "I’ll see..." he said smacking her behind.

"Ooh!" Viviana jumped. "It’s foul!" she shouted at him in an attempt to drown his laughter.

"Fine!" he threw his hands up. "Do what you will...I’ll see..."

"What will you see?" Viviana asked. He looked like he was hiding his thoughts. She wondered what he was thinking.

"Mmm," he shrugged. "Just how far you’ll go..."

"How far, huh..." Viviana puffed up her chest. She took it as a challenge.

How far will she go with him?

Kissing, touching... she’s done that. What else can she do that can surprise him?

And then an idea popped into her head. She had wondered about it. Not always. But at times. It would look weird and when the first time she saw it, she almost threw up in her mouth.

She’s heard men liked it. Men crave it, she was told.

But, men seemed to be enjoyed that. At least the men in the adult video, she watched. There were a lot of men in one particular video she watched. And one woman. It was pretty... It was not her cup of tea, to put it mildly.

It scared her, unlike the hot scenes from movies that would make her go all... weird.

Well, she should not be thinking about that video. Although Leander was endowed down there like the men in that video.

And it did seem hard. She felt bad for the woman in the video.

But...

The expression Leander made was like a drug she tasted. She wanted to see more of it. And, he does something similar to her. She should return the favor, right?

And they are man and wife... It’s not wrong to try.

She’s been learning new things each day lately. It won’t be wrong to learn something more. She knew he had a pretty big dongle. But she never looked closely at it. She didn’t know how she would like it up close.

She looked at his face. Her heart started to pound. She cannot just go and undress him down there, right? It would be so...

How does he get over the shyness when he touches her wherever he wants to touch her? Is it because he is experienced?

But then, she can gain experience only by trying new things. If she is hesitating, she will never learn. It’s only rational.

But...She couldn’t shake off the reservedness she was feeling.

Ah... his eyes...

He was looking at her and she could see that he was trusting her so much. If anything, he looked happy.

And she didn’t know what was with her when she sees him happy. She just wants to make him happier.

She kissed him again. Because she didn’t want to just get on her knees and get "there" out of nowhere. She wanted to lead there. She was not even a little bit talented. How is she going to transition there?

Well, she kissed him. It should start somewhere, right?

As her hands grazed over the smooth skin on his chest with its firm ups and lows, she remembered him saying that they are one flesh. She suddenly realized the deep meaning behind that.

He is a part of her too. At least in these moments. And just like she didn’t have to feel shy to touch herself, she doesn’t have to be reserved to touch him too.

He is hers!

It was like a lightbulb moment for her.

The warmth she was feeling in her lower abdomen, the unquenchable thirst she has these days spread all over her body. When she thought of how happy he was eating that awful cake she made for him, it made her heart burn with desire.

And... she is in love with him. She is his wife. She has all access to his body.

Maybe that’s what makes him unreserved when he takes liberties with her. He treats her as his wife, a part of himself.

Undressing herself, she teased his earlobes next. Taking his little grunts and moans as cues, she moved all over him. His tattooed chest... turned out, his nipples were sensitive just like hers.

He tried to hold her but held back. He clutched the sheets tighter. And as she hovered over his manhood, she felt it twitching and getting harder.

He looked largely uncomfortable after a while of her teasing. And that gave her the cue to move south. Spreading his legs apart, she knelt in between his legs. Supporting her elbows on the bed, she took a good look at the object of her attention.

Straight... It was straight. And... it was kind of cute...

But as she stared at it some more time and with all the other tidbits attached to it... Well not many tidbits, but the sack of leather attached or should she call it a pair of sacks... whatever! The scrotum...It didn’t look that attractive(?).

To think of it... The male organ is not very pretty, is it?

Hmm...

It turns uglier the more she stares at it.

That’s a weird thing it does.

She cleared her throat and shook her head. She should have stopped looking when she thought that it looked cute. Now, she’s too far gone.

She looked up as she felt Leander’s stare on her. By now, he would have guessed what she was planning to do.

"Are you scared?" she asked running her finger through the thick shaft. The nerves were protruding and she could feel it. She wrapped her hand around it and she couldn’t encircle it. She has small hands.

And his thing is thick.

Come to think of it... Not the first penis she’s touching, is it? But this is the first time she’s looking at it closely with no stress.

She bared her teeth in front of him. "I’ll stop if you don’t want it," she said. She didn’t know if he’d allow her teeth anywhere near his precious manhood after what she did to his brother.

Leander stared at her. He probably was thinking about that, there wasn’t any change in his expression. "How good are you?" he asked.

"Not sure," her eyes ended back at his erect member. "Would be trying it the first time..." she told the truth.

"First time?" Leander raised his brows.

Then how did she end up getting Evander’s...?

"Yes," Viviana nodded. She didn’t understand why he was shocked by it. And then it hit her.

"Want to know how I did it to him?" she raised her brows.

And then she watched Leander’s expression change in real-time. It changed a lot and she got afraid of his glare at the end.

Maybe, she shouldn’t have brought up that topic.

"I danced," she said hoping that would reduce his anger.

And it did.

"Dance?" he asked.

"I’m a lot flexible...if you want to..."

Leander folded his hands over his chest and looked at her. "I know..." he said.

He’s watched her dancing in the bathroom at times. She’d be playing a song on the device and would dance. She had a certain style to her.

But erotic dance?

"I can dance for you if you want..." she said.

Maybe that’s what she should have gifted him—a performance for him alone.

Leander didn’t answer her. For a long time, he didn’t answer her anything. Biting his lips he was in deep thought. But he was staring at her.

Viviana bowed her head and her eyes ended up on his erection. It still was up and hard. His anger didn’t seem to have affected his "mood".

It’s funny how men are so...easy to read.

At least women can pretend that they are not in the mood anymore if the man says something stupid. Just like she did... stupid!

A long time passed. But maybe she was the one who felt it was a long time because of the awkward silence between them.

He was just staring at her without blinking his eyes.

Well, she did not like the stalemate between them. She leaned closer to his crotch. She is not someone who leaves things half-done.

And she didn’t want to leave this half-done.

"I want to see your best performance," he said.

His voice was deep and it startled her as she almost grabbed his manhood. "I’ll dance for you after maybe practicing more," she said looking at him.

"Not dancing," he said. He looked like he didn’t care for her dance. "This..." he pointed at his crotch.

Again, the shamelessness. He wasn’t even feeling a little bit shy that she was staring at his privates.

"Okay," she said. "I’ll try..."