Chapter 27: Fucking Selene (R-18)
Lucas sat there in the tub, the warm water lapping at his chest, and for a moment, he just watched Selene, her hands still lingering on his thigh. Her scent was still thick in the air, that damn jasmine wrapping around him, and her face—those sharp features, those full lips—was hard to ignore.
"Maybe I can have a little fun," he thought, shifting his weight a bit, the water sloshing against the wooden sides. He’d been holding back, keeping his guard up, but hell, he was human too. Why not let himself enjoy it, even if he wasn’t about to forgive her? He relaxed his mind, letting the blood flow where it wanted, and his cock started to rise, slow and steady, pushing up through the water until it stood tall.
Selene’s eyes went wide, her breath catching loud enough for him to hear, and he couldn’t help the smirk that tugged at his lips.
"Yeah, that got her," he thought, leaning back a little, watching her reaction.
Selene stared, her mouth dropping open just a bit as his dick hardened right in front of her.
"Holy fuck," she thought, her hands freezing where they were. "Xavier... when did you get this big?" she blurted out, her voice cracking a little, and she didn’t even care how desperate she sounded.
She reached for it again, her fingers trembling as they wrapped around him—or tried to. Her hands couldn’t even close all the way around it, the sheer girth of him making her palms feel small. It’s massive, she thought, her heart pounding in her chest. She remembered him from before, back when things weren’t so messy between them, but this? This was something else entirely. She didn’t waste a second—her hands were already moving, but she needed more. She stood up quick, her knees wobbly from kneeling so long, and yanked off her robe, letting it fall in a heap on the damp floor. Lucas’s eyes flicked up, taking her in, and she knew he saw everything—her plump breasts, her thick thighs, the curve of her hips. He likes it, she thought, catching the way his gaze lingered, and it gave her a rush.
She stepped into the tub, the water splashing around her legs as she climbed in, straddling his thighs. It was cramped, the tub barely big enough for both of them, but she didn’t care—her focus was all on that cock. She grabbed it again, her hands slippery with water, and started massaging it, slow and firm, feeling it pulse under her fingers. Then she leaned forward, pressing it against her big breasts, rubbing the tip over her red nipples.
"Oh fuck," she thought, a shiver racing down her spine as the heat of him brushed her skin. It sent tingles through her, her nipples hardening under the contact, and she bit her lip, trying to keep her cool. Lucas felt it too—her Yin energy, soft and rich, seeping into him through her touch.