Flash Marriage: In His Eyes-Chapter 319: Lustful Ideas: Seductive Girlfriend

–Alyssa–

I know they’re only teasing me.

But it’s still annoying how close Dad and Lore are getting.

I glanced at my ring—the one I take very good care of.

"Hurry up, dear," Mom said, rubbing my back.

I still haven’t tried the toys I bought last night. I charged them... and then completely forgot about them because I had to review for the upcoming exams.

"You have a pimple," Lore said, pointing at the adorable dog-shaped pimple patch on my forehead.

Hormones.

Yeah, my boobs are stiff and sore too. I’m pretty sure my period is coming soon. Which explains why I’ve been... restless.

And yes, lately my thoughts about my fiancé have been a little questionable.

We’re still in college, and even though neither of us are minors, my parents absolutely refuse to let us get married yet.

"I’m still mad at you," I muttered.

"It’s fine," Lore grinned. "As long as it’s not the silent treatment."

I headed back upstairs, brushed my teeth, put on some lipstick, and reached for my bag.

Lore extended his hand to take it.

I rolled my eyes.

He pulled it from my hand anyway and kissed the back of my head.

"I love you," he said with that stupidly charming grin before rushing downstairs.

My face immediately heated up.

I touched my cheeks.

Please, please don’t let me look like I’m blushing.

I walked downstairs again, forcing my face into a serious expression.

Dad was outside checking Lore’s Mustang, repeating his usual speech about driving safely.

I hugged Mom.

Then Dad pulled me into a hug and kissed my head.

I’m still mad at him for siding with Lore.

Annoying.

When we reached school, Lore walked me to my classroom and kissed my head again before leaving.

I rolled my eyes and casually sat down, pretending not to watch him walk away.

The exam itself was terrible.

I’m not exactly the smartest person in class, but Lore helped me study.

So I knew about eighty percent of the answers.

After the exam, Lore met me for lunch like usual. He always knows my schedule.

Gina tagged along.

But honestly, all I wanted to do was go home and sleep.

After a few more classes, it was finally six in the evening.

Lore picked me up, and we made sure Gina got into her own car before leaving.

"Starbucks?" he asked as I got in.

He closed my door and walked around to the driver’s side.

We drove back toward the subdivision and passed the Starbucks drive-thru.

He ordered my favorite drink—hibiscus iced shaken.

Then we headed home.

When we arrived at the apartment, Chef Wally was there unexpectedly.

He had delivered freshly cooked meals for everyone.

The table was even set with candlelight.

"Viola!" Chef Wally announced proudly. "A dinner date for two!"

He and Lore exchanged some secret handshake, both grinning like conspirators.

I couldn’t exactly refuse.

The place looked romantic—scented candles, soft jazz playing in the background.

Lore gestured toward the sink.

I washed my hands thoroughly and he followed after me. He even helped dry my hands with a towel.

"Oh, so romantic," Chef Wally said. "But I’m out of here."

I grinned as Lore led me back to my chair.

Dinner was nice.

We talked about normal things—school, random thoughts, little stories.

Afterward, we cleared the table together and washed the dishes.

Eventually we both headed upstairs to our rooms.

I thought that was the end of the night.

I took my time in the bathtub. Took my time with my routine.

But when I stepped out of the bathroom—

Lore was sitting on my bed.

Holding one of the toys I bought.

Examining it curiously.

"Do you even know how to use this?" he asked.

"I did my research, genius," I said, rolling my eyes as I approached him in my bathrobe.

"That one’s a suction toy," I explained, leaning down slightly. "For the flower nub."

Then I tilted his chin up playfully.

"Or are you planning to help me with it?"

He groaned softly and rubbed his face.

"I really, really want to," he admitted, sounding frustrated. "I love you, okay? But I can’t touch you like that."

"Then..." I grinned. "Watch me."

He stood up quickly.

Kissed my hand.

"Good night."

And left the room immediately.

I stared down at the toys sitting on my bed.

Well.

Now I really have to use them.

Because my fiancé just gave me way too many ideas.

–Lore– 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

I stalk my girlfriend.

She knows it very well.

The small robot beside her bed is basically our secret camera. I made sure no one could ever access it except me. Not even the system administrators in this building could override my encryption.

On the screen, she waved at the robot and even patted its head.

"Lore," she giggled softly. "Watch me, okay?" she whispered.

I leaned back in my chair, already irritated.

And, unfortunately, very aware of the effect she was having on me.

I glanced down briefly and groaned under my breath.

My fiancée was teasing me again.

Through the robot’s camera, I watched as she deliberately tested one of the toys she had bought, holding it up like she was showing it off. I quickly programmed the robot to display a horrified expression.

"Alyssa, please," I muttered. "I’m shutting this down."

Except I couldn’t.

Not really.

Not after what we had just discovered.

Two of the apartment staff were traitors. Anyone could walk into her room in the middle of the night with a knife.

So the camera stayed on.

I watched as she placed a fake body under the blanket on the bed, arranged it carefully, then turned off the lights.

After that... she slipped out of the room.

I frowned.

And then my door opened.

She stepped inside, giggling.

"Come on," she said, walking toward me. "Help me."

I immediately shook my head and turned off the robot feed, covering the camera for good measure.

"No."

"I’m horny," she announced bluntly. "My hormones are literally raging."

"Aly," I sighed, rubbing my temple. "You can handle that in bed. I won’t touch you."

"That means you’ll still see me."

"Then do it under the duvet, please."

"Help me," she pouted.

I refused to look at her.

That was a mistake.

When I finally glanced up, she was standing there in a thin negligee that left very little to the imagination.

Of course she brought that here.

"I saw your medical results," she added sweetly. "You’re clean." She giggled. "And I think I saw a condom somewhere nearby."

"Baby," I said firmly, forcing myself to look back at my screen. "I can’t make love to you right now. So please don’t tempt me."

"Oh."

She turned around and simply climbed onto my bed instead.

Good.

I immediately focused back on my work and put my headset on.

A moment later, a notification popped up.

Alyssa was playing a restricted video.

I removed the headset.

Moaning filled the room.

Not hers.

Just the actors from whatever she was watching.

She yawned loudly.

"This is boring," she muttered.

I put the headset back on and continued coding.

Hours passed quickly. When I finished, I shut down the main computers and powered up another system so the others could rest. I dimmed the lights on the machines before standing up and stretching.

I removed my headset—

And froze.

A faint, muffled sound came from the bed.

Along with a soft vibrating noise.

Slowly, I turned toward the blankets where my fiancée was hiding.

So she finally decided to entertain herself.

I stood there for a moment longer than I should have, trying very hard not to think about it.

My body, unfortunately, had other ideas.

I went straight to the bathroom, splashed cold water on my face, and washed my hands.

I needed to clear my head.

"Lore..." she called softly from the bed.

I stepped out immediately.

"What hurts?" I asked, already worried she might have done something wrong.

She pouted at me from under the blankets.

"Well... the vibrating hurts my..." she trailed off awkwardly.

I exhaled slowly.

"Did you use lube?"

She shook her head.

So innocent.

Damn it.

"Fuck that." I pulled the sheets, uncovering her flawless long legs, no panties on.

I pinned her down and stared between her legs. Bare, hairless, flawless. A damn untouched flower. This is a sin. I can’t...

"Lore, help me please." She handed me the clit-sucker vibrator.

She wrapped her legs around me tightly, cornering me. I pressed my hand over the mattress, caging her.

"Come on, Lore. Please?" she pleaded again. She caressed my face. I feel hypnotized by this Goddess. Yes, she’s like a sex goddess. An innocent one.

I lowered my head, sucking her lips.

God, if she only knew how much she’s trying to break me from my own rule.

My kiss lowered to her neck. She smells divine. Probably from one of her creams, but I want to smell her own pheromones.

I left kisses down her chest, scooping those bosoms. Way bigger than the ones I encountered on my one-night stand.

She let out moans, caressing me while I sucked those pink nipples. She gasped and watched me. Damn, she’s sexy. I lifted her silk negligee and licked a trail between her chest down to her navel.

I covered her mouth when she was about to moan loudly. I looked at the tablet by the bedside facing us as I saw the maid checking her room. I always keep my room door locked.

When Ms. Christina headed down the stairs, I continued to lick her down between her legs, sucking her flower nub. She gasped as she covered her mouth, but moans escaped her throat.

I held her legs so she wouldn’t squeeze my face with them.

Damn, she smells and tastes good. I opened her labia and yes, it’s very much virgin. I’m such a fucking lucky bastard. I lapped my tongue at her, trying to push my tongue inside her.

"It tickles." She gasped as I could feel her heartbeat even between her forbidden flowers. "Stop, I feel like peeing!" she hissed in a whispery voice.

I stopped and looked down at her. She stared at me.

"Why did you go down there?"

"Baby, it’s oral sex." I kissed her lips.

She bit her lower lip and stared at my bulge behind the fabric of my pajamas. Her face was bright red as she covered it.

"Do you want to see it?" I grinned. "But I can’t do more than kiss you, suck you, and lick you."

I took the lube beside her. I put an amount on my finger and rubbed it on her nub.

"It’s cold," she whispered.

"This is how you do it." I gently placed her nub on the silicone slip of the clit sucker. Her eyes widened as her back arched. She closed her legs, but I was between them. I held it down. She held my arm, telling me to push it.

"I’m gonna pee! Wait."

But no, it’s not pee. She squirted onto my chest and abdomen as she squirmed, covering her mouth. Her whole body shuddered, and at that moment I also came behind my boxers. Fuck. Just fuck. No one ever comes after seeing their girlfriend squirt and without penetration. But I did. I looked like a teenage boy.

She caught her breath as her whole body shuddered. I finally pulled it away. She giggled.

"I’m sorry. I’ll clean that up."

"It’s an orgasm, my love." I lowered my face and kissed her forehead. "That’s enough for now, alright?"

She stopped me as she sat up and pulled my manhood out from under my pants and boxer shorts. She froze and checked the white thing.

"It’s slippery." She looked so damn innocent. "It’s semen?" She grinned.

"Yes."

"But we haven’t—"

"Don’t question me. You are so fucking sexy and you just light up the fire in me."

"Please don’t masturbate to any porno. Just in front of me, okay?" she giggled as we kissed.

My first damn encounter with Alyssa, and I already feel guilty.