“You are…fuck, brat, I don’t even have the words.” His voice shakes a little. “Get up here and let me taste you.”
His hands pull on my thighs, and my eyes widen as I realize what he means.
“Luc,” I hiss. “We can’t—,”
“We can and we fucking will. I’m not going one more minute without tasting that pretty slit. Nowcome here.”
He easily lifts me up and positions me directly over his face. My eyes roll back as his tongue dives in, probing and licking and fucking devouring me.
“Oh, fuck,” I hiss. My hands jump to the bars on the headboard and I hold on for dear life as Lucien sucks my clit into his mouth. My vision goes white.
He sucks hard before he growls straight into my cunt, sending a vibration directly through my clit. I throw my head back with a scream as my slick gushes out of me, and Luc shifts, delving his tongue into my opening and thrusting it in and out.
My hands shake on the bars as he fucks me with his tongue.
“Luc, please.” My words come out on a sob, and he pulls himself away.
“Fucking delicious,” He grins at me defiantly, his eyes glittering and his chin wet, and just the look on his face makes my pussy clench.
“I’m going to roll us over now,” he says gruffly. “Are you okay with that, baby?”
Wordlessly, I nod, and he pulls me down, cradling me to him as he rolls us over in the bed until I’m underneath him. His bare chest presses into mine, the hairs scraping my sensitive breasts as Luc curves himself over my stomach, and I shift restlessly.
“Luc,” I beg. “I need—I want – “
He strokes my damp hair back behind my ear. “Show me what you want, Ava,” he challenges. “If you want it, take it.”
My eyes close as my hands wander down his body, and he slaps my breast lightly, making me cry out.
“No,” he says darkly. “Keep those beautiful eyes on me, brat. I want you to remember who’s making you come. You hear me?”
He slaps my breast again and I writhe against his touch. I didn’t know sex could feel like this. It’s raw, and messy, and so fucking far from anything I’ve experienced previously.
My eyes meet his, and he stares down at me, a question mark behind his green eyes. Leaning upwards, I catch his lips with mine. It’s clumsy as hell, but his lips curve in a smile as he gently captures my lower lip with his teeth.
My hands move down as we explore each other until they reach the waistband of his boxers. My fingers trail over the bulge, and it jumps underneath my touch. Luc groans.
“That’s all for you, baby,” he says hoarsely. “You do whatever you want to do.”
I stare into his eyes, trying to seize the courage. Luc watches me carefully. Leaning down, he presses gentle kisses against my face and my neck. “We can stop,” he whispers. “Anytime you want.”
My hands move underneath his waistband as I tremble from the feel of his mouth on my neck. Luc groans into my heated skin as I feel him for the first time. He’s hot in my hand, his cock thick and long as he thrusts gently into my palm. My fingers close around him and as I imagine him thrusting his length inside me, I moan into Luc’s mouth.
“I know what I want,” I breathe.
Gently, I pull him down, lifting my thighs and pulling them wide in invitation. His swollen cock brushes my entrance, and we both curse as I rub his cock against me, coating him in my slick.
“Ava,” he says, his voice strained. “We don’t have to—,”
“You told me to take what I want,” I pant. His swollen head nudges my entrance, and my empty channel clenches for him. “I want to feel your knot inside my pussy, Luc.Please.”
“Fuck,” he swears. “I should’ve known your dirty mouth would come out in bed.”
I whine as he brushes against me again. “Now, Luc,” I demand. His hand rises up, squeezing my breast as he pushes inside me with one thick stroke.
My back arches, a cry ripping from my mouth as Luc surges inside of me, his cock filling me inch by inch until he feels like he’s nudging my womb.
He stops, dropping his forehead down to mine gently. “Tell me you’re okay, brat,” he grits out, his teeth clenched. “Because the feel of you is about to send me fucking crazy.”
