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Prologue
Lucian
He circles my body as his watchful eyes take in every curve I have. He’s careful to not touch me while he memorizes me with his lustful eyes. Every time he gets closer to me, I shudder with anticipation. Every time he’s just about to brush his warm body against mine, he takes a step back.
I know what he’s doing. He’s making me see how I make him feel when I don’t allow him to touch me. Is he playing a game with me? Is that what is going on? This mother fucker thinks he can play a game with me!
My pussy is begging and screaming for him. For the first time in a long time, I feel my body has woken up just by the thought of being touched by him.
His lips are close to my ear where I can feel his breath fan across my ear. In any other circumstances, I would have whipped his ass for teasing me.
But in this moment, I’m happy to give over control to someone else. It feels good to place my pleasure and sexuality in someone else’s hands. Even though it is scarier than fuck!
“Lucian, Lucian, Lucian… What am I going to do with you?” He taunts me.
This is the first time I have had a submissive use my name. He didn’t call me Madam Lucian or anything and I feel as if I should correct him, but the look in his eyes tell me he knows what he did. He is trying to see if he can be the top today.
For the first time in a long time, I have let the disrespect go. Normally, I would have put him on his knees or ended the scene. Today I’m feeling rather generous. What the fuck is happening to me?
I’m standing in the middle of the room with kinky music playing. I’m standing in front of him only wearing my slinky lingerie set. An item of clothing I have never worn in front of anyone else. My gang tattoos are vivid in the light. I know he can’t miss them as they gleam and shine from the light boxes surrounding the room.
He has been making a meal out of this for the past three hours ever since I came back from moving fourteen kilos of cocaine from Chicago to Detroit. He loved the high of the run. He said he never felt more alive and I ate it up.
Just when I’m about to beg for him to touch me, he closes the distance between us and grabs ahold of my waist. His fingers bite into my skin, but I’m more worried about how this is the first time I have willingly been touched in years. His body is hard against my soft curves. With his torso bare, I’m able to see and touch the man in front of me. My hands swoop up and down his chest and he growls in the back of his throat.
This is something foreign for the both of us. Foreign but amazing so far.
His eyes look from my eyes to my lips and back again very quickly. He is smooth with his request. It is the request of someone asking if they can kiss me without me shooting them in the face. It is also my first real kiss. I think that is the part that scares me the most.
I’m Lucian McGrace. I don’t get scared of being fucking kissed! That’s insane.
I nod my head ever so slightly and he takes my silent permission for what it is. He must have known I’m not going to admit I want this. I’m not going to let him see vulnerable.
He drops his hands to my ass cheeks and squeezes before prompting me to climb up his body. I follow the suggestion and wrap myself around a man for the first time willingly. I’m walked back to the bed where I’m dropped on the comfy and cozy comforter before being covered in his body. I rub my body against his to get closer to him.
His hands are everywhere as they explore my body that hasn’t been touched in years by another person. He rubs his hands up and down my soft curves all the while kissing me like a fevered man needing to cool down. I’m completely shocked when his tongue breaches my lips, plunging inside of my mouth to duel with my tongue. It feels good. It feels really good.
Suddenly, my hip is clenched by a powerful hand and questing fingers. His fingers move my panties out of the way so he can get to where I have been dying for him to touch. I feel his fingers brush over my pussy lips and I moan against his mouth. I adjust my body to accommodate him a little better and give him access to my pussy.
By the grace of some higher power, I don’t beg him to hurry up. I’m about to throw him off of me and straddle his face. I’m a little too impatient for all of these cautious caresses!
He breaks our kiss and dives his mouth to my neck. His lips and tongue circle my throat before falling farther to my collar bone. I want to scream from passion; it is a little too much for me! He moves one of his hands to pull the cups of my corset down to have better access to my nipples. The cold air hits me immediately.
He looks up at me with a wink. “Lucian, you’re so fucking gorgeous. Your skin is so soft and tastes so sweet.”
“Thanks…” I moan shifting my hips to have his finger touch my clit. “Please,” I beg out of character.
He smiles. “I want to make you come first with my mouth.”
I feel the need to tell him that I might not come from his mouth. I have never had anyone eat me out or even done anything out of kindness. I’m not sure how I will react or if I could even stand it.
He trails a hot and steamy kiss from my neck, over my tits and stops to lavish each of my nipples with a special kiss, over my stomach, over my pussy mound until finally diving his tongue through my lips.
“Holy fuck!” I scream as lightning bolts of pleasure shoot through my whole body.
He sucks on my clit roughly and thrusts two fingers into my very tight hole. It has been years since I have been penetrated so this might take some work. I feel pleasure and pain all at the same time. Every nerve ending in my pussy is screaming and begging for more.
In a dance, he sucks, licks and kisses my clit as he fucks me with his fingers.
