Chapter 258: The playful kisses
"Aren’t we getting off the bed?" Layla asked.
"It’s weekend. We can stay in the bed till noon," Lucius murmured against her skin, his face burying in her neck while his lips would pepper soft kisses there.
"It’s already past nine in the morning. How much long can we stay in the bed like this?" she complained and turned her slightly.
"You are right. Then, let’s make love," Lucius suggested with a playful grin and pulled the duvet over them. Before Layla could protest, his lips found hers, soft and teasing.
Their laughter mingled with the kisses, light and carefree, as Lucius hovered completely over her. The duvet slipped off his back, forgotten as the warmth between them took precedence.
"What happened to you this morning?" Layla asked between giggles, her arms wrapping naturally around his neck. Her fingers threaded through his hair as she pulled him closer, pressing her lips against his in a slow, lingering kiss.
Lucius smiled against her mouth, his hand resting lightly on her waist. His fingers gradually gliding upward until they reached her shoulder, tracing a gentle path that sent a shiver down her spine before he pulled down the thin strap of her white camisole.
Withdrawing slightly, Lucius pressed a soft kiss to Layla’s shoulder, drawing a gentle gasp from her lips. Her fingers tangled in his tousled locks, holding him close as her back arched instinctively. His hand cupped her breast, eliciting a low moan that escaped her like a whispered melody.
"Lucius," she breathed, his name rolling off her tongue like music.