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It wasn’t something I had ever considered, but now that it was in my mind, fueled by the rampant hot desire that raged through my system and mingled with the boldness alcohol gave me, it was rather exciting.
By the time they reached the penthouse, my head was spinning from too many strong kisses that denied me air each time.
With a strong shove cushioned by the arm around my waist, Lucas shoved me up against the wall, not two steps out of the elevator. Standing a full head above me, rather than leaning down to meet each kiss, Lucas was intent on pulling me up to meet each one. His kisses were deep and hungry, sparing little time for thought and delving his tongue into the depths of my mouth with hungry moans.
I couldn’t settle on where to touch. From his broad shoulders up to his soft hair, my hands roamed his body, and my grip tightened each time a particularly delicious kiss sparked a rush of thrilling desire through my body.
“Fuck,” Lucas grunted softly and finally, the frantic kissing paused, but only so he could discard his half-open shirt. Then he was back in my arms, a solid pillar of muscular heat, kissing me until my lungs ached. My hands abandoned his hair for the warm planes of his torso. Cut like soft marble, his body was gentle angles and slopes of muscle that shifted and tensed under my fingertips when his own hands dropped suddenly to my waist and plucked me off the ground.
“Oh fuck,” I exclaimed between the kisses, throwing my arms around his neck for balance.
“I’ve got you,” Lucas assured deeply, the words writing against my lips with how he seemed unwilling to part even for a fraction of a second. Frantic kisses resumed and I arched into Lucas’ body, subtly grinding my hips against his waist in an attempt to find that sweet spot. My core had been fluttering ever since leaving the taxi; I was desperate by now.
“Eager, aren’t we?” Lucas teased.
“Maybe,” I groaned, parting from the kiss and cupping his handsome face. “Can you blame me?”
“Not in the slightest.”
For a moment, I was weightless as I dropped through the air. The moment I landed on the soft couch, Lucas was on top of me, slotting in perfectly between my parted thighs. He kissed me deeply, rolling his hips down firmly against my own. The thick ridge of his swollen cock teased deliciously against my heat, sending my eyes rolling back in my head. One strong hand swept up my bare leg, pushing my dress all the way up to pool at my waist, and when I opened my eyes again, Lucas waited until our gazes met, then he slid one knuckle against my soaked underwear.
“My my, how wet you are. Wouldn’t it be a shame to stop now?”
“Oh please,” I gasped lightly, clutching at his neck. “You’re too handsome to be that cruel!”
Lucas laughed softly. He consumed my lips in a deep kiss, silencing all other pleas. The hand teasing my clothed pussy vanished, sliding up my body to grab a handful of my breast. I moaned. My soft touch turned sharp as I grazed my nails across his shoulder blades and thrust my hips up to meet the rhythmic rocking of his hips. Just when I was sure I would die from his teasing, Lucas broke the kiss and disappeared down between my legs.
“Fuck,” I gasped, blinking through the soft grey light to glittering crystals above. Lucas trailed kisses along the soft skin of my inner thigh, then gently pulled my panties out of the way. I tried to reach for him, eager to hold onto him, but all thoughts of that fled from my mind when his fingers gently parted my outer lips and his tongue swiped firmly through my exposed folds.
“Ahh~!” Throwing my head back, I arched off the couch as pleasure cascaded through me and the burning heat in my lower belly started to flare up. Lucas was relentless with his tongue, lapping and stroking every inch of my pussy. When he paid particular attention to my swollen clit, stars burst in front of my eyes. As he ate, two fingers slid easily inside of me, and soft whimpers escaped past my lips.
It was impossible to recall the last time someone had performed oral on me. Shane was never this eager.
Lucas worked as if he couldn’t get enough, as if the very taste of my juices fueled him into some sort of frenzy. Long, firm strokes around his pumping fingers had me melting and clutching at my own breasts. My hips rocked down against his face, eager to meet his rhythm. Moans fell like song from my lips with every breath and the rampant pace of my heart only added to the growing throb of arousal in my core. I was close; I was so close.
“Lucas,” I gasped, falling into the bad habit of warning my partner. It was the only word that could escape because at the sound of his name being moaned out, Lucas doubled down on the attention to my clit, and I was completely at his mercy.
I came with a scream.
Pleasure shot through me like a lightning bolt and goosebumps flared across my arms and legs with every ripple of pleasure pulled from my core. Lucas’ fingers and tongue were relentless, with two becoming three and rapidly thrusting into me to guide me through my orgasm. My hands tightened firmly over my breasts and that spark of pressure over my nipples only pushed me higher.
When I sagged back onto the couch, Lucas was grinning above me. The dark shadows dancing over his face from the low light of the room accentuated the sharp, muscular angles of his jaw and neck, and I moaned softly.
“Holy shit,” I gasped, cupping his jaw.
“We’re not finished,” Lucas said, and when he kissed me, the sweet stickiness of my juices passed between us. I moaned softly in agreement.
Two minutes later, Lucas had removed the rest of our clothing and pulled me into his lap. Seated against the back cushion, his warm hands gripped my hips and guided me down slowly over his cock, a thickness that made my breath catch in my throat. Clutching his shoulders for balance, I threw my head back with a loud moan as his girth filled me most deliciously, reaching deeper than Shane ever had and stretching me just the right amount.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Lucas murmured, his voice edged with lust. One arm wrapped around my waist, and the other caressed my ribs as he leaned in and trailed kisses from breast to nipple.
My mind was mush, focused on nothing more than Lucas and his cock. All I wanted was more, like he was some kind of drug I would never be able to get enough of. I ran my fingers through his curly hair. Every nerve in my body was alight, and every subtle shift of Lucas’ hips and twitch of his cock fueled the spasm of my stimulated core.
Lucas’ hand slid up and he grasped a handful of my hair, pulled me in close for a kiss and then he began to fuck me. Even seated, the rise of his hips was powerful enough to force me to bounce up off his cock, and the resulting fall back down drove his length even deeper inside me. I tried my best to match his pace by eagerly rising onto my knees and riding him with all the energy I had left but there was a weakness in my limbs from such a powerful orgasm. Lucas thrust up into me and kissed me so deeply that their tongues became one; it was a losing battle.
I was here for the ride, and it was amazing.
Everything about him flooded my senses, from the sweet vanilla of his cologne to the lingering alcohol on his tongue and the electric heat of his skin underneath my fingertips. So quickly I had become addicted and even now, as he fucked into me repeatedly, I never wanted it to end.
