Hugo was lost in the mont.
Celine's lips were soft, warm, and dangerously addictive. Every ti they pressed against his, it felt like a reward.
Like a blessing straight from the heavens, as if the universe had finally acknowledged that he, Hugo, was a man of greatness.
His hands gripped her big, round ass, pulling her closer, locking her in place. And she? Oh, she didn't resist.
No hesitation, no second thoughts. She leaned into him, pressing her entire body against his chest, like she was just as desperate for him as he was for her.
Hugo could feel his heartbeat pounding in his ears.
Not out of nervousness—hell no.
This was victory!
A win so massive, so undeniable, that future generations would talk about it in hushed whispers.
Historians would dedicate entire chapters of textbooks to this very mont—The Night Hugo Secured His Legacy.
But right now, he had a mission.
With the smoothness of a man who had watched way too many romance movies but sohow made it work in real life, Hugo bent his knees slightly, gripped Celine's thick, juicy thighs, and—effortlessly—lifted her up into his arms.
Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, but it only lasted a second before she grinned mischievously and wrapped her soft thighs around his waist, locking herself onto him like she had no plans of letting go anyti soon.
Hugo had never felt more powerful in his life.
Forget sports victories. Forget getting perfect scores on surprise tests. Forget winning argunts against Collins.
This was the peak of human achievent.
As he carried her toward the bed, he caught the most wonderful trace of her scent—sothing sweet, yet bold. Like vanilla with a hint of danger.
It was the kind of sll that made you want to lean in closer, that made you feel like you were getting pulled into sothing exciting, sothing unpredictable.
And Hugo?
He loved every second of it.
His grip tightened slightly around her thighs, feeling the smoothness of her skin.
He could feel her fingers lightly tugging at the back of his hair, playing with it absentmindedly as she kissed him again, her lips moving against his in a way that sent a shiver of excitent down his spine.
"You're really enjoying this, huh?" he murmured against her lips, smirking.
Celine pulled back just a little, just enough to look him directly in the eyes, her own sparkling with amusent.
"And you're not?" she shot back, raising an eyebrow.
Hugo chuckled. "I an, I did just get blessed by the goddess of fortune tonight. It'd be rude not to enjoy myself."
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She laughed, shaking her head. "You're ridiculous."
"Ridiculously smooth."
That made her roll her eyes, but the small smile on her lips told him she wasn't mad at all.
Finally reaching the bed, Hugo tilted forward slightly, letting Celine's back et the soft mattress as he gently set her down.
Her arms were still wrapped around his shoulders, keeping him close, as if she didn't want him to go anywhere just yet.
Hugo took a deep breath, soaking in the mont.
The way she was looking at him—like she was daring him to keep going. The way her lips were slightly parted, her breath a little uneven.
The way her fluffy hair spread out across the pillows like sothing straight out of a painting.
Damn.
She was dangerous!
And Hugo?
He was dood!
But if this was the way he was going out, then by all ans, bring it on.
Taking a step back, he casually shrugged off his jacket, tossing it aside like he was a main character in so romance movie.
Then, with a slow smirk, he knelt down, resting one hand on her thigh.
"Now," he said smoothly, his voice dropping just a little lower, "where were we?"
Slowly, his hands reached the edge of her skirt, fumbling slightly with the fastener before managing to undo it.
His hands maintained their light, teasing touch while his eyes held hers deeply. Then his fingers gently slid into her skirt, tracing the edge of her panties.
Hugo played lightly at the edge of the fabric, teasing her even more. While he gently began to nibble at her thick, sexy thighs.
Celine continued to stare at him with a mixture of impatience and amusent, trembling ever so slightly anyti he grazed the insides of her thighs with his teeth.
But Hugo was taking his sweet ti. He wanted to savor this mont. To savor Celine.
Gently, he pulled off her skirt, spreading her thighs to expose the wonderful yellow lingerie she was wearing underneath.
Hugo's breath hitched at the erotic sight.
Indeed, this lady was dangerous! Wearing such a devilishly erotic thing!
He cleared his mind and continued to trail his kisses down her inner thighs, until he placed his first kiss on her panties, directly above her clit.
Hugo inhaled her wonderful scent with a smile, before casually shifting the strap of her panties to the side, exposing her majestic pussy in all its glory.
Hugo smiled. Not only was she soaking wet, she was even cleanly shaved, if not waxed.
He lowered his head further and wet his lips properly before he slid her pink clit into his mouth.
Celine gasped at the contact. Her chest heaved slightly and her light brown skin flushed faintly.
His warm, wet mouth gently sucked on her clit before he began to lave her with his tongue, utilising all his pro techniques.
When it ca to giving head, Hugo could basically already call himself a pro.
He was extrely talented!
Although he could feel instinctively that Celine would be a tough nut to crack, Hugo was determined to finish her tonight!
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