He withdrew slowly, savoring every bit of friction along the way, and slammed back into her. Her channel constricted and pulsed around him. Extracting his length with painful gradualness, her body reflexively tried to suck him back in. He held the glossy tip of his cock at her rosy opening. His gut clenched, causing his come to stir deep inside, when he saw the muscles surrounding her pussy lips twitch and tighten, stretching around his girth. He plunged into her, burying himself to the hilt. Her head reared up, glorious chestnut hair arced in a wild mane, and she screamed as a violent orgasm took hold of her.
Lucian’s hips cocked back. He angled himself over her and began drilling into her. He took her hard and he took her fast. Her pussy gripped his as if it never wanted to let him out. That was fine, because he never wanted to leave the shelter of her body.
He fucked her like an animal. Their bodies glistened with perspiration. Her narrow shoulders flexed as her arms extended into the plush pillows at the headboard and fisted the silky fabric. His balls tightened, drawing up tight, and his hips smacked into her ass. He dug his fingers into her sides, yanking her back on him each time he plunged forward.
Sharp cries of ecstasy echoed each thrust. He blinked as salty dampness burned his eyes. His tongue tasted the briny moisture along his lips as he panted through his teeth. He wanted her to remember his possession, still feel him inside of her when she lay down to sleep at the end of this day.
He needed to possess her ruthlessly in a way that the sense of him would never leave her, his presence entombing itself so deeply that once removed she would feel hollow without him, steadfastly aware that something was missing. Him.
Tingles of ecstasy shot up his spine, firing sparks of intense sensation into his nervous system and heating his blood. His release climbed up his dick, chugging thick and forcefully until he shouted and it burst into her body. He fucked his seed deep into her, burying it. Deep satisfaction bloomed inside of him as, again, he considered they might be creating life. Lucian thrust his hips deep one final time for good measure and collapsed on top of her, catching his weight at the last moment.
They lay in a panting, sweaty heap. She continued to moan, and every few seconds her pussy fluttered with postorgasmic tremors that had his dick twitching in her flooded channel. He kissed her shoulder, and she chuckled quietly.
“Something funny?” he asked as he licked at her salty nape.
“You,” she said, her voice muffled in the pillows.
“I wasn’t aiming for that kind of amusement,” he remarked drolly.
Her hand reached back and patted his sympathetically. “Oh, there was nothing funny about your performance. I was laughing because last time I was here I could barely get you to lay a hand on me and after the way you just fucked me . . . well, I guess you’re over my virginity.”
He bit her shoulder and she yelped. His mouth soothed the bite. “After this week there’ll be nothing virginal about you, Evelyn. I intend to make sure of it. So yes, I suppose you can say I’m over it.”
She sighed happily. “I’m glad.”
Chapter 36
Develop
Moving a piece from its original square and putting it into action
Evelyn’s shoulders leaned against Lucian’s chest, her bottom cradled between his legs, as he dragged the soapy sponge over her shoulders. Their fingers were pruned from sitting in the Jacuzzi tub for most of the morning, but neither of them were in any rush to get out. His clean hand reached for another strawberry and held it to her mouth. Her lips closed over the fruit and juice dribbled down her chin as her teeth bit into it.
Tossing the stem away, he turned her chin and licked away the red drops. “Delicious.”
“You’re going to spoil me, feeding me, washing my hair. Where’s your palm leaf?” She laughed and he chuckled, his hand draping low over her chest and pinching her nipple. “Ouch!”
Lucian’s fingers soothed the tender tip of her breast as he continued to pluck and pull as they talked. “I like taking care of you. I like when you let me.”
“Keep doing what you’re doing and you’ll hear no objections from me.” She slid down his front, allowing him to use his other hand as well.
His mouth closed over her wet shoulder and drank from the shallow pool that had settled in her collarbone. His cock grew and he shifted, fitting it just above the crease of her ass. Her breathing became labored and soft, little needy cries formed in the back of her throat.
“Turn around,” he whispered, giving her a gentle nudge forward. Water sloshed as she turned onto her knees and faced him. “Kiss me.”