Chapter Five
CHAPTER FIVE
Lucien
I run my tongue over the entrance of her pussy and all the way up to her clit. Fuck, she tastes like sweet champagne. And a little bit of cherry flavored lube.
She moans and reaches up to grip the pillows. Her silky legs are wrapped around my body, her heels rested on my lower back. This is my favorite place in the entire world. I’ve spent so much time between her thighs and I’d spend the rest of my life here.
She’s already soaked and right on the edge again. I slide two fingers into her hot, tight pussy and her thighs tense. Her body writhes and she whimpers softly, biting her red lower lip. I keep my eyes on her face, watching her lashes flutter and shut. She closes her eyes right as she starts building.
I lower my mouth and lick her clit, keeping my tongue soft. She tries to keep her legs spread the way she promised, but I feel her struggle, I see the tremor down her thighs from the corner of my eye. I pick up the pace inside her, stroking her G-spot just the way she likes. Years of fucking each other has taught me all the little spots and places on her body that drive her wild.
“Fuck, Lucien,” she breathes.
Her hand shoots down and she grips my hair, holding me in place. I was hoping to hold back, to have another drink with her, but I’m going to need to fuck her after she comes.
I’m so hard…fuck, she gets me so hard it hurts.
“I’m…” she whispers, but she can’t finish her sentence.
Her pleasure makes her back arc, but I keep her pinned down against the bed with my hand on her lower belly. She twists and I know she’s coming slow and thoroughly this time. I can feel the lazy pulses of her pussy around my fingers as she moans, her red nails tangled in the pillowcase.
She’s still going when I slip my fingers from her and lift her, bending to lick all the wetness from her pussy. She shudders and from her lips comes the sweetest, little gasp.
“You make me feel so good,” she moans.
My cock throbs and I get on my knees, pulling my zipper down the rest of the way. I push my pants down and take my cock out, spitting into my palm and wrapping my fist around my length. Her eyes fall and she bites her lower lip.
“Do you need fucked, baby?” I ask, jerking myself lazily. Letting her watch.
Her toes curl in her pretty, open heels. Her hips rise, begging me silently. She’s wet, so ready. I sink down over her and reach between us, gripping the base of my cock. Her pupils blow as I drag it over her entrance. Dipping the head in just a little bite to tease her.
Then she cries out as I thrust to the hilt. Filling her so fast I know she feels the pain and pleasure ripple through her body.
“Good girl,” I breathe.