“You do?”
“Yes.”
“Even though I—”
“Shh.” I press my finger to his lips. “We only talk about the future, okay? The future is where we go from here, not back. That’s the only way this can work.”
He smiles and nuzzles his nose against mine. “I like the sound of that.” He shifts, and his cock grazes against my pussy. “Fuck, I love the feel of that.”
I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. He devours me, his tongue caressing mine as he runs his hands down my body. When he cups my breast, I moan at the pressure as he squeezes.
“Fuck, you’re going to make me bust just from touching you.” He groans and kisses down my throat, his lips so warm against my skin yet sending out goosebumps all the same.
I move my hips against him, and he grabs my waist. “Don’t.” His voice is low and raw as he licks my nipple.
His touch sends sparks of heat dancing through me, and I need more, but he won’t let me move. Instead, he holds me down and sucks my breasts, his tongue wicked and nimble. By the time he moves lower, I’m a desperate mess, my hands in his hair, my back arching as he drops kisses down my stomach.
When he gets to my pussy, he yanks the blankets off and stares down at me. He’s so tense, his hard cock at attention as he runs his thumbs along my lips, spreading me open. It’s filthy and hot, and I moan when he leans closer and his breath dances across my hot, wet skin.
“Look at that pretty little cunt.” He grins and buries his face between my thighs.
“Lucius!” I gasp as he places his palms against my inner thighs and pushes, spreading me open wide as he licks, a groan in his throat.
He presses his tongue inside me and squeezes my thighs, and I think I might combust from the sensation of being held open and plundered.
But then he moves to my clit, sucking it between his lips then lashing it with his tongue. I grind on him, using his face as he teases and tastes. Sliding two fingers inside me, he looks up. “You need more, Evie. You need so much more.” He returns to my clit, flicking the tip of his tongue against it as I shudder with need.
“Please.”
“Please?” He crawls up my body and shares my taste with me, his mouth hot and wet against mine.
He notches his cock at my entrance, and his thick head presses inside me.
I can’t stop this, not for anything. Maybe this was always in our stars. I don’t know, but I’m certain I need Lucius like I need my next breath.
“So goddamn tight.” He groans and presses deeper, his cock sliding in my wetness as I urge him deeper.
“Don’t stop.”
“Stopping has never been an option when it comes to you, darling.” He runs one hand behind my back and clamps down on my shoulder. Holding me in place, he slides the rest of the way inside, his hips thrusting in a smooth movement.
I’m full of him. Full of love for him. I never want this to end.
He pulls back and surges forward again, his hand still holding me in place as he moves. “Made for me. Jesus Christ.” He groans and pulls out quickly, then plunges deep, starting a fast rhythm.
I open my legs wider for him, my heels in the air as our bodies slap together, the sound ricocheting around the room. I press my hands against the headboard, and he releases my shoulder, pulling back as he keeps pistoning inside me.
“Look at you. Just fucking look at you.” He cups my breasts and pinches my nipples as he works my pussy.
I arch at his touch, my body alight inside and out.
“Fuck yes, take it all, Evie. I want to see every inch of me inside you.” He leans back even more, his gaze on where his cock slides in and out of me. “Ah, fuck.” His cock hardens even more, and he falls on top of me, his mouth finding mine in a messy, frantic kiss.
Our bodies, slicked with sweat, slide against each other as we learn each other, taste each other.
“What do you need, darling?” He bites my ear, then sucks my neck. “I want you to get off so hard you see stars. Tell me what this pretty pussy needs.”
I moan at his words, at all the sensations that rocket through me with each of his strokes.
“I know what you need, my little Evie.” He moves one hand between us as he stares down at me, his dark hair wild and his gaze never wavering.
When he presses his thumb to my clit and starts stroking it, I rake my nails down his back. “Lucius, yes!”
“That’s my good girl.” He reclaims one of my nipples in his mouth, biting harder this time. The hint of pain sends my arousal spiraling even higher, and I can’t stop the rising wave of euphoria that’s rushing toward me.