TERESA’S P.O.V.
Lucian’s craving for sex had grown insatiable ever since we started making love again. While I adored the way he claid every single ti, today felt uniquely intense, almost electric.
His hands gripped my hips, fingers stroking my skin with deliberate purpose. Behind , the steady pressure of the bathtub jet added to my already heightened senses, its pulsating blast teasingly hitting the sensitive space between my cheeks whenever Lucian pulled closer.
I panted hard as he suckled on my nipple, his tongue lapping and teasing them with a hunger that left breathless. His hands alternated between massaging my breasts and kneading the soft flesh of my ass. The overwhelming sensations made it impossible to focus, and before I knew it, I was cumming, gasping aloud and grabbing onto Lucian’s shoulders.
I clung to him, nails digging into his shoulders as my body convulsed, my voice breaking into a soft cry. Lucian pulled back slightly, a smirk tugging at his lips as his unseeing eyes gazed down at with mischievous amusent.
"Well, that’s hardly fair, Teresa," he teased, brushing a stray hair from my flushed face. "You ca before I even got to have my fun. But don’t worry, I love watching you lose control like that."
His words, paired with that knowing smirk, sent heat flooding back into my cheeks. Before I could catch my breath, Lucian shifted us. In a swift movent, he turned over, pressing gently against the edge of the tub. My chest t the cool surface as he positioned , leaving my ass fully exposed to him.
"Lucian, we just got back. I’m exhausted," I mumbled weakly, though my protests lacked conviction.
He chuckled, his hands gripping my hips firmly to keep in place. "Oh, co on, Teresa. Where’s the fun if I don’t get to enjoy you properly?"
I shivered as his fingers trailed down, tugging my already slightly-shifted, thin lace panties aside with an almost lazy flick of his wrist. The cool air of the room brushed against my heated skin, making gasp. He let the elastic snap back against , eliciting a surprised yelp before his hands spread my ass apart. I barely had ti to protest when I felt the hot, slick warmth of his tongue lapping against my vagina.
"Lucian!" I moaned, my body trembling as his tongue worked its magic. He moved with precision, flicking, kissing and licking, exploring every sensitive inch. His hands road, one brushing against my inner thigh while the other teased the edges of my wetness.
I pressed my forehead against my arm, biting my lip to stifle the moans spilling from . Lucian knew exactly how to unravel , and I was helpless against the onslaught of pleasure he delivered with every stroke of his tongue.
He paused briefly, the sound of him fumbling with sothing behind catching my attention. My dazed mind tried to process what was happening, but I was too far gone to focus.
"What are you doing?" I managed to ask, my voice barely a whisper.
Lucian chuckled softly. "Just preparing to make this even better for both of us."
Before I could question him further, his fingers slid into , eliciting a sharp gasp. He moved slowly at first, his touch deliberate and teasing.
"Lucian..." I whimpered, my hips instinctively pressing back against him.
"Patience, my love," he murmured, though his voice carried that playful edge that always drove wild.
But patience wasn’t an option. "I need you—now," I begged, my voice trembling with urgency.
Lucian seed to savor my desperation as his fingers kept thrusting in and out of , his movents were fast as he almost brought over the edge once again but then, in a blink of an eye, all the movents stopped, his fingers stilling for a mont that felt like an eternity. Then, without warning, he withdrew his fingers all together, I wanted to turn around in confusion when I felt Lucian grab my hips. I didn’t have much ti to react as he pushed his cock inside of in one swift thrust and the sudden intensity stole my breath.
A cry tore from my lips as he began to move, each thrust deliberate and powerful. His hands gripped my hips tightly, guiding back onto him with a rhythm that left trembling. He leaned forward, his lips grazing the back of my neck, his breath hot against my skin as he whispered my na like a prayer.
The sensations built rapidly, each movent pushing closer to the edge. Lucian’s hand found its way to my clit, his fingers moving in perfect sync with his thrusts.
The blood rushed in my ears, my heart throbbing loudly like a drum against my skull. Or maybe that was Lucian pounding into like he couldn’t get enough. I panted, reaching behind with one hand to grab onto his arm. I felt him smile against the back of my sweaty neck, kissing repeatedly before sucking on my earlobe. I felt the tension coil tighter and tighter until it snapped, sending spiraling into a blinding release.
Lucian followed shortly after, his pace faltering as he buried himself deep inside , a guttural groan escaping his lips. I felt like I orgasd more than once around his dick as the warmth of his seeds filled , making feel extrely full and the sheer intimacy of the mont left breathless.
It felt like an eternity before I ca down from one of the heaviest orgasms I’d ever had.
When it was over, my legs gave out, but Lucian caught effortlessly. He pulled into his lap, cradling against his chest as the warm water swirled around us.
"You were incredible," he murmured, his fingers running gently through my damp hair. "I don’t think I’ve ever seen you co that hard before."
I blushed, burying my face against his chest. "You’re embarrassing," I muttered, though there was no heat behind my words.
Lucian chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. "Rest now, Teresa. Tomorrow’s going to be a busy day."
His words piqued my curiosity. "Why? What’s happening tomorrow?"
"You’re coming with to the company," he replied, a hint of mischief in his tone.
And just like that, exhaustion gave way to intrigue, my mind already racing with questions about what he had planned.
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