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“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he says with a clenched jaw, like he’s holding himself back from drilling me harder. “You’re an angel.”

I inhale sharply as the lava in my core overflows. My pussy clenches and convulses around Lucan’s fingers buried inside of me, his unyielding presence forcing the climax to intensify. Wave after wave of pure ecstasy crash through me, each bigger than the last.

With his eyes glued to me in the reflection, Lucan continues stroking in and out as my orgasm fades. The hot glow still radiates from my core, wanting more of him. If he keeps going, I know I would come again soon.

“You did well, beautiful girl,” he says. “So fucking well. Now I’m going to give your ravenous cunt what it really needs. Would you like that?”

CHAPTER 25

Sadie

My lust is too powerful for me to feel shame as I nod.

“Speak to me, Sadie,” says Lucan. “Would you like me to fuck your perfect little stretched pussy, all ready for me?”

Though I’ll never be ready for him, I do want him. Regret can wait until tomorrow.

“Yes.” My voice is husky. “I’d like that.”

He draws his slick fingers from my pussy and turns me around to face him. Admiring my wetness drenching his fingers and hand, he smiles. He runs his tongue over his palm, tasting me.

“I want this every day for the rest of my life,” he says.

Lucan presses the pad of his thumb to my lips, leaving behind a wet print. He touches the spot with his tongue, and then kisses me deeply. I taste the musky tang of my cum.

“I’m taking you to my bedroom,” he says.

He picks me up like a groom with his bride, carrying me down another dark hallway. This place is a maze I’ve become lost in.

The master bedroom resembles the rest of his apartment, black and understated. I hardly register my surroundings though, because he’s placing me down, sliding his hands under what remains of my dress. He sweeps his palms over my nipples, making them harden.

With a jerk, Lucan tears the last threads of my underwear. The lacy scrap lands with my dress on the floor, and I’m naked except for my heels.

“Leave them on,” he says. “It’ll make it harder for you to get away once you realize what you’ve gotten yourself into.”

Oh god, is he serious?

My inexperience might make me blind to what’s really about to happen. The only sex I’ve had was very sedate. Polite even.

Nothing about Lucan is polite or sedate. Literally not a single thing.

This is all my fault. Despite every reason to give him a wide berth, I’m here in his bedroom, wearing only high heels and messy hair.

My voice wavers. “Do you have a condom?”

“Are you on the pill?”

“Yes.” I pause. “Have you been⁠—”

“Tested? I have. Have you?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Then I’m going to overflow your little pussy with my cum. That okay with you?”

My stomach jolts with excitement. “Yes.”

He unbuttons his shirt. My hands have a mind of their own as they reach for his tanned chest. The thud of his heart is like a drum behind his rock-hard pectorals.