Chapter 41: He’s Unreal (R-18)
Lucas kept thrusting into Nana, his cock driving deep into her tight, wet pussy, her loud moans filling the small room as her big breasts bounced with every slam. The massage table creaked beneath them, barely holding up, and her arms clung to his neck, her nails digging into his skin as pleasure overwhelmed her.
But he wanted more—wanted to taste her, to pull even more of that rich Yin energy she was giving off.
"Let’s switch it up," he thought, slowing his thrusts and pulling out, his dick slick and glistening with her juices. Nana whimpered at the loss, her hazy eyes blinking up at him, confused, her chest heaving.
"What’s he doing now?" she was excited, her body still trembling, aching for him to keep going. Lucas didn’t say a word—just grabbed her hips and slid her down the table, flipping her onto her back with a gentle but firm push.
He dropped to his knees, his hands spreading her thick thighs wide, and leaned in close, his breath hot against her pussy.
"Fuck, you look good," he told her taking in her clean-shaven lips, pink and dripping, swollen from everything they’d done. He didn’t wait—his tongue flicked out, licking slow at first, tasting her sweetness, and Nana gasped, her hands flying to his head, fingers tangling in his hair.
"Oh gods, yes," she moaned loudly, her hips bucking up toward his mouth as he sucked her clit, his lips pulling gently, then harder. Her pussy juice was rich, warm, and he loved it—loved the way it coated his tongue, loved the flood of Yin energy that came with it.
So much, he thought, greedy as he lapped at her, drinking it in, feeling it surge into his core, thick and potent, boosting his cultivation with every swipe. He explored her, his tongue dipping inside, swirling, sucking up every drop, and Nana’s moans turned into cries, loud and wild, her thighs shaking around his head.
He’s gonna kill me, Nana thought, her eyes rolling back as pleasure crashed through her, sharper than anything she’d felt before. His mouth was relentless—sucking her clit, licking her folds, tasting every inch of her—and she couldn’t stop swearing under her breath.