Chapter 221: Refusing her involvement
Lucius kept her legs parted as she attempted to close them. She brought her bound wrists to his hair, clutching them while he continued the exploration. She reached her pinnacle and her entire body shuddered.
Layla took deep breaths to ground herself, trying to process what just happened. She found him hovering above her once again, licking his fingers.
"That was... divine," Lucius murmured, wondering if she was satisfied. "Charming enough for you?" he teased, his gaze locked on hers.
"Y-yes," Layla replied, her voice trembling slightly. Summoning her courage, she brought her restrained hands to his nape, pulling him down for a kiss, her lips lingering as she tasted herself on him.
Breaking away for a brief moment, she smirked. "Free my hands, or you’re not getting the phone," she bargained, her tone laced with mischief.
Lucius groaned, feigning annoyance. "What? That’s cheating," he grumbled, though his hands moved to her wrists. He gently brought them forward, untying the ribbon that bound them.
"Better?" he asked.
"Much," Layla purred, flexing her freed fingers before tracing them down his chest. They lingered over the defined lines of his abdomen, traveling lower until they reached the edge of his jeans.
"Layla," Lucius began hesitantly, "I don’t have protection."