Claire's POV
I watched as he licked the wetness from his hand, swallowing naturally before gripping my knees to spread my legs wider. "How about this, baby? Let me taste you."
"No," I hurried to cover myself, trying to block Lucius's view of my lower half. "It's dirty."
"Not dirty," he leaned forward to nuzzle his cheek against my fingers. "Your entire body is perfect. How could it be dirty?"
I hadn't expected Lucius to be like this in bed, seemingly eager to please me. Our previous lovemaking had always felt more focused on satisfying his desires.
Unable to resist, my hands were gently removed as he positioned his face between my legs, one hand supporting my waist, the other holding my inner thigh. His tongue reached out to caress my swollen c******s, sending new tremors
