Sweet CEO’s First Love - Chapter 93

Saint was easily strong enough to resist but instead, he let Heart yank him down with the tie, and their lips collided with a happy groan escaping Heart’s mouth.

Saint’s hand ran down Heart’s arm then traversed his sides, before flicking underneath the button-up shirt and pulling it up

Heart giggled, breaking the kiss.

“Wait why are you lifting the shirt up instead of just unbuttoning it?” Heart asked, smiling at Saints enthusiastic exploring.

“I am afraid I have no patience for buttons right now, I would rather rip your shirt apart than deal with them all, so I figured I would just slide the dang thing off.

Heart chuckled.

“I was unbuttoning your shirt before, does that mean I have more patience than you?” Heart teased.

Saint growled, “Yes because at this point I would like to rip both our shirts off.” Saint snarled playfully.

Heart laughed and tapped Saint on the chest lightly.

“Oh, behave it hasn’t been that long.” He commented.

Saint pouted, wrinkling his nose in displeasure.

“It’s been long enough, more than long enough. I don’t think you realize how much willpower it has taken. But I knew you needed time and I respect that.”

Heart smiled up at Saint sweetly, his eyes filling with unshed tears of happiness and he did his best to blink them away. “I really appreciate everything everyone has done and sacrificed for me this past week and a half it has meant so much to me.”

“Thank you for that Saint, really thank you for your kisses, your love, your hugs, and your devoted support. It was everything I needed during all of this.”

“But I am ready, I think the wounds will still be there, just healed, I think I will be okay now.”

Saint watched him carefully. “You are ready?” he repeated slowly.

Heart nodded, even slower.

“Do you want me to take you to the bedroom?” Saint asked.

“It will probably be less compact than this. I mean I know for a fact it will be less compact than this.”

Heart nodded yes and Saint hopped off of him and picked him up bridal style instantly.

‘He is so kind and considerate, I don’t know how I even used to call him Demon Lord all the time, mom would really like him I think.’ Heart’s mind clicked and he froze.

“Wait!” Heart said loudly and Saint froze.

“What? did you change your mind?”

“No, it’s not that… Just not the bedroom.”

“What? Why not?”

“I don’t want Demon Lord to see…. or my mom.” Heart added.

Saint blinked at him, his face filled with curiosity and confusion.

“Uhhhmmm, it’s a weird story, just … not the bedroom.” Heart said.

Saint shrugged.

“Okay, alright, anywhere works really, since it’s with you.”

Heart flushed.

‘What a brat, always with the smooth, one line killers.’

Saint put Heart down on the pile of pillows on the floor, the moment he did Heart’s hands shot up greedily to remove Saint’s shirt, but before he could Saint grabbed his wrists, kissing the inside of his right hand gently all the way up to the elbow before stopping to take time to eat Heart up with his eyes, raking their powerful depths across him. Drowning in Heart’s mesmerizing thrall.

Saint swooped in for one single demanding kiss and Heart closed his eyes and gave in to his needy relent. Saint pulled back a grin spreading across his face before his hands perused down to Heart’s pants, and he grabbed onto Heart through the jeans.

Heart gasped, even though he had thought he was prepared for it, the pressure and intensity with which Saint had grabbed him still surprised him, but in a good way as he felt Heart’s hard length tighten and twitch beneath him.

Saint growled with pleasure.

“Can I get you as naked as I am, I feel like I am at an unfair disadvantage.” Heart stated.

“Maybe I want you to be?” Saint purred, happy to be here with him.

“Are you going to let me or not?” He asked again.

“Fine go ahead,” Saint said.

Heart looked at him as if he were just about done with his antics.

“How can I go ahead when you are literally clutching my balls in your hand?”

“If I move I will die, my pants are tight enough as is.” Heart stated.

Saint smirked, pleased.

“If you want my shirt off you gotta move, that’s just how this is going to go.” Saint stated.

Heart raised an eyebrow but obeyed and rushed forward, his pants and Saint squeezing him at the same time as he sat up in order to reach him.

“Ah,” Heart groaned, in both pain and pleasure as he clutched Saint tightly, his fingers dug into Saint’s arms and Saint shivered with delight.

“Take my shirt off,” Saint ordered in a slow seductive whisper.

Heart shuddered in his hands, His long fingers and big palms held Heart up by providing support to the mid arch of his back.

While his other hand clutched the front of the jeans still refusing to let go.

“Saint you have to let me breathe.” Heart panted.

“I… I..”

Saint removed his hand and the moment he did Heart’s eyebrows creased and he shuddered at the sudden sense of relief that Saint had just allowed him to feel. Saint grinned wickedly.

He wasn’t going to let him get out of this so easily.

His fingers grabbed Heart’s zipper clutching the metal tab that danged down tightly before Heart could move his pelvis away from him.

Heart moaned.

“Saint.”

Saint chuckled.

“What, what do you want me to do for you?” He purred.

But before giving Heart a chance to answer him he unzipped the zipper, reached inside moving the boxers aside with his fingers and shoved his hand inside to grab Heart’s entire length.

He stroked Heart’s length with quick short strokes that built up the pressure before Heart could even get used to the flow. He pumped at him maddeningly until Heart’s face twisted in that moment of excitement that happened right before release and then he removed his hand quickly pulling it away completely. He couldn’t hide a grin as Heart floundered around in surprise at the sudden overwhelming loss, but before Heart could make a sound he dipped down for a hard kiss on Hearts taunt nipple sucking it in and swirling the delightful treat inside his mouth. He nibbled and licked at it while Heart’s throbbing cock pulsed below him.

Heart’s entire body snapped back and arched into his every movement with his mouth.

Saint felt like grinning as the power and the way he was making his man feel oozed across him and made him feel delighted.

Heart writhed.

“Saint.” He gasped almost in tears.

“I’m…”

“Ah,” Heart moaned as he sprayed across Saint’s face and clothes.

Saint smirked looking down at the puddle that was his boyfriend. Heart lay across Saint’s lap looking fully spent as his body shook with ecstasy.

He moaned and shook with it, and before he could relish in his explosive reaction Saint delved down to suck him inside his mouth, his tongue flicked right over the tip and Heart twitched inside him. He bit softly and Heart cried out.

“Saint, stop, my whole world… you are unraveling me. Do you want me to be able to move after this? My senses will be too overwhelmed.”

Saint groaned.

“Yes, You are not allowed to leave here until I make you gasp and moan as loudly as I did when I had to masturbate and call out your name to an empty bed.”

“I waited for you, and I will always wait for you, but that doesn’t mean that it didn’t hurt. It hurt so bad my whole world became unraveled.”

“I need to make you just as unraveled so you don’t leave me behind ever again,” Saint said.

Heart looked up at Saint, he lifted a tired arm and touched his hand to Saint’s cheek, stroking his face gently.

“You don’t have to try hard, I never stopped thinking about you for even a day. I just was too sad to do anything and I didn’t want to burden you with my tears, to burden you with my hopelessness.”

Saint leaned into Heart’s hand and kissed it.

“You are never ever a burden, nor could you ever be.”

“Next time let’s get through our pain together. Okay? You helped me with mine, promise me next time you will let me help you with yours. I would be there for you even if we were nothing more than as a friend or as boss and subordinate. So of course I would treasure and take care of you when you are my boyfriend.” Saint said sweetly.

Heart smirked.

“I’m sorry Saint.” Heart said.

“Feel free to keep punishing me, make my body beg for you. I deserve it.”

Saint grinned. “You know me so well, I can play along with that.”

“Undress me as punishment,” Saint ordered happily.

“How is that punishment?” Heart asked.

“That sounds like a reward to me.” Heart said.

Saint chuckled deviously.