Her fingers find my shirt buttons, popping them open. "I learned from the best," she purrs, scraping her nails down my chest. "You've been quite the... thorough teacher."
"Oh baby, class is definitely in session." I claim her mouth like I'm the fucking pope of pussy, all tongue and teeth, and 'I'll eat you alive.' She opens for me, pliant and perfect. I plunder every inch of that sweet mouth. "And tonight's lesson? 'Advanced Anatomy: The Hands-On Edition.'"
I kiss her again and focus on these delicious tits. I palm the soft weight, rolling pebbled nipples between my fingers until she's writhing in my lap.
"Lucian, please..." Her head falls back on a moan as I pinch and tug, her hips finding a desperate rhythm against my straining cock.
"Please, what, Cupcake?" I dip my head, drawing one aching nipple into my mouth like the world's most delicious lollipop. She cries out, her fingers clawing at my shoulders as I lavish her sensitive bud with my tongue. "Gotta be specific, Angel Face. Use your words, or I'll be forced to punish you. And by punished, I mean to tease you until you're begging for mercy in every language known to man and a few I just invented."
"You," she gasps, arching into my touch like a woman possessed. "I need you, Lucian. Inside me, filling me. Please, I—"
Her broken begging shatters my last thread of control. I shred the lace like wet tissue, leaving her naked and glorious. She's bare, slick, and ready for me. Knowing she's been wet this whole time, that flimsy lace is the only thing between us, and it nearly ends me.
"Time to make you see stars, Cupcake," I vow, two fingers delving into her soaked heat. She clamps down, pulling me deeper. "You gonna sing for me?"
She rides my hand with wild abandon—head tossed back in rapture as I stroke her velvet walls. I crook my fingers just right, nail that magic button, and she shatters with a silent scream. Her cunt spasms around me, gushing her release all over my hand.
I bring my fingers to my lips, savoring her taste like the finest champagne. "Goddamn," I groan, chasing every drop of heaven. "You taste like everything good in this world, baby girl. Could feast on you for days."
She watches me through heavy-lidded eyes, chest heaving. "More," she breathes, voice wrecked with need.
What can I say? I'm addicted to making my angel fall from grace. And holy hell, does she fall beautifully.
Her fingers scrabble at my zipper, desperation making her clumsy as I claim her mouth, hot and hard. Finally, she frees my straining cock, the cool air a shock against fevered skin.
I shimmy my pants down just far enough to free the beast, and she rises above me like the Queen of All Things Naughty. I stare, slack-jawed and drooling, as she lines up my throbbing cock with her dripping entrance. The first teasing brush of her silky kitty against my swollen head makes me see stars, stripes, and a whole fucking fireworks display.
"Je-zus, Phina," I groan, my hands gripping her hips. "Sink down on my dick, baby girl. Ride me hard, like you're gunning for the gold in the Erotic Olympics."
She gives me a smile that's pure filthy promises before lowering herself onto my aching shaft with agonizing slowness. Her sweet pussy grips me tight.
"Holyshit, you feel incredible," I pant, my eyes practically crossing from the sheer bliss of being buried balls-deep in her. "Gonna ruin me, Cupcake. Gonna make me forgetmy own name and just become a babbling puddle of Seraphina-worshipping goo."
She lets out a throaty laugh before starting to move, undulating her hips in a rhythm that should be illegal in all fifty states and at least a dozen intergalactic realms. Each roll of her body drives me deeper, and I'm pretty sure I'm seconds away from ascending to a higher plane of existence.
"That's it, Angel Face," I encourage, my fingers digging into the plush flesh of her ass. "Bounce on my cock like it's your divine purpose. Wanna feel you soaking my balls as you ride me into sweet oblivion."
Her eyes lock with mine, molten gold swirling with love, lust, and pure fucking need. It's a look that could bring mightiest warriors to their knees, and damn if I'm not ready to pledge my eternal allegiance to the Church of Seraphina's Naughty Hips.
"You feel so good," she breathes, bouncing on my cock. "Stretching me, filling me... gods, Lucian."
I give a sharp thrust upward, reveling in the way her breath hitches. "Damn right I do, Cupcake. Now take what you need from me. Ride my cock like it's the last dick on earth, and you're on a mission to save the human race."
Jesus, in a jetpack, does she deliver. She rises and falls on my shaft like it's her sole reason for existing, each downward slide taking me deeper into her heavenly pie.
I could die a happy man, buried balls-deep in my sexy seraph, but I've got plans for this pussy. Time to rock her world harder than a magnitude 10 earthquake and make her forget everything but my name and the word—
The front door crashes open like a SWAT raid. "Everyone on deck! We've got a situation that—oh my fucking God!"Emily's voice cuts through our passion fog like a bucket of ice water.
I let my head thunk back against the couch, staring at the ceiling like it holds the universe's secrets. Fucking fuck. Nothing kills the mood quite like a surprise visit from the Rainbow Brigade.
Seraphina tries to bolt off my lap, but I lock my arms around her waist. Like hell am I letting this perfect ass out of my grip.
Emily slaps a hand over her eyes while Sable squeaks and ducks behind her. "There are like fifty rooms in this mansion! But no—you had to defile my favorite spot. I WATCH TV THERE!"
I fumble one-handed with my zipper, the other arm still banded around Seraphina. "Aren't you two supposed to be out getting shitfaced?" I snap, finally managing to wrangle my dick back into my pants. "You know, painting the town red? Raising hell? Generally being anywhere but here?"
I blur over to her robe and quickly place it around Seraphina, yanking her back into my lap.
