Chapter 61 — Night at an Inn (3) [18+]
"Have you perhaps been preparing for this to happen?" He questioned in a little low mocking tone.
His question caught Cynthia off guard. She pursed her lips and smiled softly at him, hesitant to speak, her fear of him leaving her still there.
"Is it wrong for a wife who is spending the night alone with her husband to make...some preparations?" Cynthia asked back, averting her gaze, as if she were shy, with the most innocent face she could make. She did intend for this to happen but it was better than she expected and better than how she recalled it in her past life.
Perhaps he would like it better if she acted shy, the way the noble ladies behaved whenever they talked about something romantic related to their husbands.
Lucian’s heart skipped a beat, for a moment he thought that she looked cute.
He let out a deep sigh against her nape, gently brushing his lips against her soft skin.
Sensing his lips crushing and gassing her neck as he let his craving for her take over his body, Cynthia let out a soft moan before feeling a liquid drip down from her pussy between her thighs. Her cheeks flushed red as she realized that she began to genuinely be turned on by his soft touches, making her crave something more...
She slowly removed an arm which was on his shoulder and slid her hand inside his shirt, brushing her hand on his bare firm muscular chest.
"You..." Lucian pulled away from her neck, looking into her eyes, very surprised.
Her lips sent an electrical charge around his whole body making him lean his neck to the side, unintentionally exposing himself to her.
His sensual desires began to take over and an animalistic growl escaped from his lips directly to her ear. No woman had made him feel this way before. He had always managed to maintain his composure...yet this felt different.