Chain of Lust (Spirit World 2)

“Y-yes.”

“Mm.” Jean-Luc nipped her neck, leaving a mark. “I’m the luckiest man in the world.”

Really? Damn, didn’t sound like he was kidding.

Jean-Luc unzipped her dress and pulled it over her shoulders. Maddie shivered. He took off her bra and fondled her breasts. He sucked her nipples and planted kisses on every inch of her skin he could get to. By now, liquid fire seared through her veins. Her pussy contracted, buzzing with excitement. Jean-Luc squeezed her ass. One hand snaked to the juncture of her thighs. He groaned in delight when he found her wet.

“Lie down,” he ordered. “I want to see you.”

Maddie slid from his lap and onto the bed.

Jean-Luc ripped off her panties.

“Hey,” she protested.

“Mine.”

Jean-Luc sculpted his word mightily, it made her pause. He brought her panties to his mouth and inhaled her scent deeply. Hunger oozed from his every pore. He mumbled something in French and parted her thighs. Cool air caressed her sex. She felt vulnerable. Exposed. His gaze was transfixed on her pussy. He looked as if he wanted to eat her in one bite.

“Beautiful,” Jean-Luc murmured. He stroked her cunt.

Heat burnt her sex. She instinctively closed her legs.

He growled with disapproval. “Open for me.”

Maddie let him spread her thighs open, baring her sex for him to see. She heard him groan and a heartbeat later, his mouth was on her pussy. His tongue lashed against the hood of her clitoris.

“Jean-Luc!” Maddie squirmed, grabbing a handful of his hair.

A pair of strong arms held her in place. She gasped as he licked her wet seam from end to end. Good Lord. She clawed the bed sheet. An immense pleasure engulfed her in one smooth sweep. It intensified when he dragged the tip of his tongue to her clitoris. He sucked her as if his life depended on it. A keening whimper curled out from her throat. The dizzying ecstasy twirled like a vortex painted before her eyes. Jean-Luc withdrew from her sex.

He parted her pussy lips. His gaze never left the source of her aches. He touched her opening and pushed a finger inside her. She tensed. The walls of her vagina clasped around his knuckles. He pulled out his finger and licked it.

“Mmm,” he purred, eyes closed, as if he were tasting the most delicious treat in the world. “God, I love you.”

Her brain barely registered what he was saying when he dipped his head to sample her cream from the source. He fucked her with his tongue, burning her sanity to cinders. She couldn’t believe the pleasure he was giving her. She thrashed, but that only made him fuck her harder. Deeper. A fierce, red hot pleasure ambushed her.

She climaxed.

Hard.

Her body shook as he continued with his kisses on her pussy as if it was her mouth. When he decided to give her a break, she found herself sprawled in the middle of the bed. Winded. Panting heavily. It had been a while since she’d had a great orgasm. And Jean-Luc hadn’t even fucked her yet.

“You’re so beautiful when you come.” He sat up and started to undress.

Maddie wanted to help him. But he put his large palm on her belly and pushed her down. He looked like a feral beast, ready to stake his claim.

“Relax. You’re mine, aren’t you?”

Humph.

“Aren’t you?”

“Y-yes…”

A satisfied rumble erupted from him. Too guttural to be human. Maybe the beastly part of him was the one that answered.

Jean-Luc unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the floor. Maddie itched to get her hands on him. Broad chest. High pectorals. Caramel-coloured nipples. And he had such great abs. His muscles looked refined beneath his skin. A sliver of light illuminated the outline of his figure. Jean-Luc looked like a bronzed god from Greek mythology.