Velvet Lullabies

“I’ll always find you, bella.”

She looked up at him, taking in his calm and cool expression. “I know.”

Damn. In that moment, he wanted her badly.

“I want to get you out of here, Bella.”

She smiled sensually at him. “One more song?”

She wanted to stay for one more song, as much as Lucian wanted to give her whatever she wanted, he also wanted to get her home and underneath him as fast as possible. She pouted her damn lips when he didn’t respond. They were hot pink tonight and the stood out in comparison to her black t-shirt dress and her normal pair of converse. Lucian was convinced Adelina could make a garbage bag look good.

“One more song.”

She beamed at his answer, and then she was gone. Back over to bubblegum, whispering something in his ear. He gave her a smile and began strumming his guitar again, the drummer followed along like he knew exactly where this was going.

The group was still scattered around the fire drinks in hand, focused on Adelina, she hummed as bubblegum played the opening notes.

She began singing, the song was faster than anything Lucian had heard her sing but it showcased her voice beautifully. She performed to the small crowd, eventually climbing onto the picnic table and dancing while she sang. She made eyes contact with Lucian as she belted the chorus.

She made her way off the picnic table and through the crowd, still singing.

She came closer and closer to him as she belted out the final lines of the song and the guitar faded out behind her.

Lucian felt like he was going to explode as she pressed herself up against him.

“Bella, we need to get out here.” He moaned into her ear.

“I think I’d like that.”

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Adelina had barely taken one step inside his suite at the Four Seasons before he had her pressed against the wall. His lips pressed against hers, moving down her neck leaving a trail of sweet kisses.

She moaned in his ear as his hands snaked up her thighs under her dress.

“You want this baby?” he asked, hands caressing her tits over her lace bralette.

“Yes.” Her voice was a breathless whisper.

“Tell me.” He demanded as he pulled the t-shirt dress over her head.

“I want you Lucian.”

His name coming from those sweet, sweet lips was pure bliss.

He held her against the wall with one hand and used the other to remove the skimpy piece of lace covering her. Once the barrier was gone he stroked her folds.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Please.”

“That’s right, bella. Beg for me.”

She was puddle in his hands, grinding her pelvis against him for more friction.

Finally, he slipped his digits into her while his thumb stroked her clit. He eyes drifted closed and while her mouth opened, releasing the sweetest sounds.

“Eyes on me.” He told her. He eyes snapped open, meeting his gaze. “I want you to look at my while I get you there. I want you to know every second that it’s me giving you this pleasure. That only I can make you feel this good.”

She moaned against his lips as he kissed her. “I’m so close,” she breathed.