Chapter 83: Fucking beautiful (R-18)
Lucas could feel her trembling, her pussy throbbing beneath the fabric. ’She’s ready for more,’ he thought, his cock straining in his robe, hard and eager. He pulled back from her nipple with a soft pop, her moan turning into a whimper at the loss, and his hands slid down, finding her thighs. He spread them slow, his fingers firm but gentle, feeling the soft, smooth skin under his palms, her muscles tensing then relaxing as she gave in.
Lira’s breath hitched, her amber eyes locked on his, wide with want, and Lucas moved one hand higher, slipping under her tunic to rub her pussy through the thin fabric. ’Damn, she’s soaked,’ he thought, feeling the damp heat, his fingers pressing against her folds, rubbing slow circles over her clit.
Lira moaned loudly, the sound raw and unrestrained, echoing off the swalls as pleasure sparked through her, her hips twitching up toward his hand, her pussy aching for more. Unable to hold back, she leaned forward, grabbing his face and kissing him hard, her lips crashing into his, moaning into his mouth as their tongues intertwined, hot and hungry, the taste of him mixing with the heat of her own desire.
Their kiss deepened, tongues sliding together, her moans muffled but desperate as Lucas kept rubbing her pussy, his fingers slick with her juices even through the fabric. Lira’s hands moved fast, driven by need, fumbling with his robe, tugging it open further to free his big cock. It sprang out, massive and throbbing, and she gasped into his mouth, her fingers wrapping around it, barely able to close around its girth.
She started massaging it, her hand sliding up and down, rubbing the cap gently with her thumb, feeling it pulse under her touch. Lucas groaned into her kiss, loving the way her hand worked him, her fingers soft but firm, teasing the sensitive head just right.
She kept rubbing his cock, her moans spilling into his mouth as they kissed, her hips grinding against his hand, her Yin energy still flowing into him, pure and sharp, while her touch drove his own arousal higher. Lira clutched him tighter, one hand on his cock, the other gripping his shoulder, her kisses messy and desperate, her moans loud and needy.
’I want him... all of him,’ she mused, her body burning, her pussy dripping as she massaged his cock, rubbing the cap with care, lost in the heat of their bodies, the pleasure building between them on that table.
Lira wanted more, wanted to taste him, to lose herself in him again. With a shaky breath, she slid off the table, her loosened tunic slipping further down her hips, and knelt on the cool stone floor beneath Lucas, right under his mighty cock. Her eyes wide, almost lost in awe despite having fucked and sucked him before. The sight of his cock, thick, veined still hit her like a shock, making her pussy throb, her heart race with a mix of nerves and want.
Lucas looked down at her, his breath catching at the sight of her face under his dick, her delicate features, her parted lips, her innocent eyes staring up at him with that mix of devotion and hunger.
’Fucking beautiful,’ he thought, his cock twitching, hard and heavy, as she knelt there, her braid falling over one shoulder, her bare breasts peeking out from her open tunic. It was a sight he’d never tire of, her submission and desire laid bare, and it sent a rush through him, his Yang energy pulsing in his core, ready to meet her Yin.