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“You were saying?” He’s rubbing it in slow circling motions now, the pad of his thumb deliberate, and his other hand circles around my neck in a possessive hold.

“Lucas,” I beg, faintly. “Please.”

He’s holding me to him in a way that is nothing short of territorial and right now, he’s in complete control of my body and we both know it. So, when he tightens his hold on my neck, pulling my head back to rest on his shoulder in a manner that provides him access to my lips, and then he descends on me, his lips, his teeth, his tongue robbing me of my breath. It steals my senses away, and the few brain cells I might have had left.

I am completely at his mercy.

And I like it.

So lost am I in the kiss that I don’t register the movement of his hands below, until suddenly a finger is thrusting into me. A keening sound escapes my lips as Lucas starts fucking me with one finger all the while using my mouth as he sees fit, licking into my mouth, memorizing my taste as he breaks me to his leisure.

My hips are moving against his finger in a bid for my pleasure as small whimpers escape me. He chuckles into my mouth and pulls away long enough to ask, “Do you want me. To put another finger inside you, Elise?”

It’s such a polite question and so filthy that my lips part and I’m uttering ‘yes’ before I can process it. My breaths are shallow, my chest heaving.

Lucas watches me, fascinated. He pulls out one finger and thrusts two in making me cry out. His plunges are quick and long, making it difficult for me to breathe.

“Look at you,” he murmurs against my ear now, positioning my face so I can watch his fingers moving in and out of me. “You’re so responsive, Elise. All I’m doing is fucking you with my fingers and your pussy is already so wet. Maybe one day I should fuck you with a toy. Or maybe I’ll make you use it on yourself and I can watch.” When I don’t respond, my eyes cloudy with pleasure, he tightens his grip on my throat, “What do you think?”

“Y-Yes, okay. Yes!” The last part is gasped out as he milks an orgasm out of me.

My body twitches and as he withdraws his fingers, he brings them up to my lips. “Here, have a taste.”

Obediently, I part my lips and suck on his fingers. My shyness has evaporated and I’ve become a creature of sensation, willing to be molded into whatever this man wants me to be.

His jaw tightens and he hisses when my tongue licks his finger.

Suddenly, I’m being dragged to the bed and pushed onto it before he descends on me, his mouth covering mine. His hands, in the meantime are discarding his clothes, tossing them aside on to the floor.

When I feel his naked chest rub against mine, I moan out and he swallows it with his mouth.

He pulls away after a brief few seconds and then he stands up and his hands are on my hips, pulling me to the edge of the bed until my legs are on the ground.

Dazed with so many foreign feelings, I raised my head to ask, “W-what are you…” When I see Lucas go on his knees, my eyes widen. “No, you don’t hav…”

Nobody has ever done this for me and although I’ve read about it, not having experienced it makes me hesitant.

However, Lucas just smirks, “Open your legs.”

I don’t move and he raises a brow. “Spread your legs, Elise.”

This masterful way he has of talking to me has me getting wet and I whimper, obeying almost mindlessly.

His hand caresses my thigh. “Good girl.”

I can’t believe I’m doing this, I think frantically when I feel his mouth

place a kiss on my inner thigh. He’s tugged my underwear off and his mouth is pressing kisses on my thighs, getting closer and closer to my most intimate area.

Then, without warning, one finger reaches inside my pussy and gathers up some of the cream.

I see him bring it to his lips as he tastes it and his eyes darken.

I can see the overpowering lust, the animalistic need in his eyes and it both excites and scares me.

Then he lowers his head but nothing could have prepared me for the way his tongue feels lapping at my entrance and then forcing its way inside.

“Oh, fuck!” The word is torn from me as I feel his mouth eating me up. I can’t think. I can’t see. I can only feel. “Oh, God!” I cry out, desperately, as that skillful appendage drives me to newer heights of pleasure, the likes of which I’ve never seen. And once I’ve started I can’t stop, this helpless chant, blindly ripped from my mouth as Lucas abuses my pussy with his mouth.

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