Chapter 6
I peek at the door when I hear it open again. Lucas enters the room, his eyes taking in my fucked-out state. I suddenly feel exposed and vulnerable.
“Lucas,” I breathe, relief flooding through me at the sight of my husband.
“Hey there.” He leans down and brushes his lips against mine. It’s a stark contrast to the rough treatment I just received, and it makes my heart swell.
My voice is barely above a whisper. “Are you going to fuck me too?”
He chuckles, shaking his head. “Not yet, baby. Let’s get some food and water in you first, and get back to the hotel.”
The warmth and care in his words bring tears to my eyes. He helps me dress, his touch loving, and together we leave the villa and climb into the limo waiting outside.
“Here, drink some water.” Lucas hands me a bottle. I’m curled up against him in the limo, still fuzzy from the multiple orgasms. My body is tingling and my mind is hazy as I take small sips of the cool liquid. He watches me with concern and affection in his eyes.
“Have some nuts too.” He offers me a small bag and I nibble on them absentmindedly. He wraps his arm around me, and I rest my head on his shoulder, feeling content and safe in his embrace.
I nuzzle his neck. “Thank you.”
Lucas kisses the top of my head, and I sigh happily. He’s always so attentive after we’ve indulged in our wild fantasies together.
The limo comes to a stop outside our hotel, and Lucas helps me out, steadying me as I find my footing. My legs are still shaky from the night’s activities, and I’m grateful for his support.
When we enter our hotel room, he leads me into the bathroom. He turns on the shower before helping me undress. As each inch of skin is revealed, he kisses my bare flesh and I shiver with delight. I feel treasured and loved.
“Your tits are so beautiful,” he murmurs against my nipple as he sucks on one. I moan while Ms. Kitty throbs with need again. I’ve had a lot of men inside me tonight, but I still need the one man who matters the most.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, baby.”
He takes his clothes off and helps me into the shower. As the hot water cascades over us, Lucas takes his time washing my body, his touch making me needier. I really am lucky to be married to him. He enjoys me fucking other men, and then he thrills me even more afterwards.
His hands roam over my body, cupping my breasts and teasing my nipples into stiff peaks. I desperately need him to fuck me and tell me he loves me. When his hands cup my ass, I rub my soapy breasts against his chest to tempt him, and purr, “Fuck me, please. I need you.”
I can tell my words flip a switch inside him. His hands become harder and more punishing as he kneads my ass.
“You’re such a filthy little slut,” Lucas growls in my ear. “But you’re all mine, aren’t you?”
He reaches between my legs, sliding his fingers along my slick folds, making me moan. I tremble with desire. “Always yours. Please, fuck me. I need you.”
He pushes me against the shower wall and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around him as the head of his cock teases my entrance.
“Tell me how much you want me to fill you up,” he demands as he reaches one hand between us and rubs my swollen clit.
My breath hitches, the sensation almost too much to bear. “God, I want it so bad. Fuck me, please.”
He hums with pleasure as he slowly sinks into me. I gasp, my eyes rolling back in sheer bliss as I feel every inch of his cock. It’s an exquisite torture, the way he takes his time, inch by agonizing inch. But knowing that he’s enjoying every second of my desperation only makes me crave him more.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groans as he bottoms out. I want to joke with him that we are in the shower, after all, but my head spins too much to form the words.
He’s gentle at first, his strokes long and steady, but he gradually picks up the pace. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through me, and I can feel my climax building within moments.
“Harder, Lucas,” I moan, clawing at his shoulders for support.
“Mine,” he breathes into my ear as he fucks me harder. I’m gasping and moaning loudly, but the shower hides a lot of our noise. My leg muscles quiver and I close my eyes and let the pleasure overtake me.
I cry out that I’m coming as my orgasm crashes over me in a tidal wave of ecstasy.
As my body convulses around him, I can feel him stiffen a moment before he comes with a final powerful thrust. He groans as he pushes deep, filling me with warmth.
We cling to each other as the water beats down on us, panting and spent for a few moments.
When he pulls out of me and helps me find my footing, I giggle at how crazy tonight has been. He gives me a deep kiss and murmurs, “My filthy slut,” before we help clean each other up. Afterward, Lucas carefully helps me out of the shower, drying me off with a fluffy towel.
Our arms wrapped around each other, we make our way to the bed, murmuring words of love and adoration.
I snuggle against him, feeling his heartbeat steady as a wave of exhaustion hits me.
Just before I drift off, I realize I haven’t thought about Zane since the moment I saw Alex enter the room earlier.
Guess I didn’t need to fuck Zane that badly after all.