My Girlfriend Mistress

Chapter 4 ( The secrete Room)

As Veronica and Lyka followed the staff through the crowded bar, Veronica's hand found Lyka's, her fingers entwining with hers in a possessive grip. Lyka's heart raced, her body trembling with anticipation. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this alive, this desired. The staff led them to a private room, the door closing behind them with a soft click, sealing them off from the world outside.

Veronica didn't waste any time. She pulled Lyka into her arms, her lips crashing down on Lyka's in a hungry, demanding kiss. Lyka moaned into her mouth, her body melting against Veronica's as their tongues danced together in a passionate tango.

Veronica's hands roamed Lyka's body, tracing the curves of her hips, the small of her back, the swell of her breasts. Lyka arched into her touch, her own hands exploring the firm muscles of Veronica's arms, her strong shoulders, the soft skin of her neck. Their moans filled the small room, a symphony of desire and need.

Veronica's lips trailed down Lyka's neck, her teeth nipping at the sensitive skin, drawing a gasp from Lyka. "You taste so good, Lyka," Veronica murmured, her voice husky with desire. "I've been wanting to do this all night."

Lyka's hands found Veronica's hair, pulling her closer, urging her on. "Don't stop, Veronica. Please, don't stop."

Veronica's hands slipped under Lyka's dress, her fingers tracing the edge of her panties, teasing, promising. Lyka's hips bucked against her, a silent plea for more. Veronica chuckled, a low, seductive sound. "Impatient, aren't we?"

Lyka moaned, her body aching with need. "Please, Veronica. I need you."

Veronica's fingers slipped under the fabric, finding Lyka's wet folds, and Lyka cried out, her body trembling with anticipation. Veronica's touch was skilled, her fingers moving with a confidence that left Lyka breathless, her body aching with a need that was almost painful. As Lyka's moans filled the room, Veronica's lips found hers once more, swallowing her cries, their bodies moving in perfect sync, lost in the heat of their passion.

Veronica's mouth trailed lower, her tongue leaving a wet path as she moved down Lyka's body. Lyka's breath hitched, her body arching towards Veronica, a silent invitation. Veronica's hands found the hem of Lyka's dress, slowly pulling it up, her lips never leaving Lyka's skin. Lyka's panties were soaked, her body aching with need. Veronica's fingers hooked into the waistband, pulling them down, her eyes never leaving Lyka's.

Lyka stepped out of her panties, her body exposed, vulnerable, and Veronica's eyes darkened with desire. She pushed Lyka back onto the bed, her mouth finding Lyka's p***y, her tongue circling her c**t. Lyka cried out, her hands gripping the sheets, her body bucking against Veronica's mouth.

Veronica's tongue was relentless, lapping at Lyka's p***y, her fingers slipping inside, curling, teasing, driving Lyka wild. Lyka's body trembled, her moans growing louder, her body begging for release. Veronica's mouth never left Lyka's p***y, her tongue circling, teasing, driving Lyka to the edge of ecstasy.

"Veronica, please," Lyka begged, her body trembling with need. "I can't take it anymore. I need to come."

Veronica's fingers curled inside Lyka, her thumb rubbing her c**t, her mouth sucking on her c**t, and Lyka's body exploded, her orgasm ripping through her, her body shaking with the force of it. Veronica's mouth never left Lyka's p***y, her tongue lapping at her juices, her fingers drawing out Lyka's pleasure until she was a trembling, panting mess.

As Lyka's body slowly came down from her high, Veronica pulled back, a satisfied smirk on her lips. "You taste so good, Lyka. I could do this all night."

Lyka's body was still trembling, her mind a blur of pleasure and satisfaction. She knew she was in trouble, that Veronica was a woman who could easily consume her, body and soul. But in that moment, she didn't care. She wanted more, and she was willing to do whatever it took to get it.

As Lyka's body slowly came down from her high, Veronica pulled back, a satisfied smirk on her lips. She leaned in close, her breath hot on Lyka's ear. "You think that was good, darling? I'm just getting started. I'm going to make sure you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

Lyka's eyes widened, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. "Veronica, I... I don't know if I can take more."

Veronica chuckled, a low, seductive sound. "Oh, you can, and you will. Trust me."

With surprising strength, Veronica lifted Lyka, setting her down on the table. Lyka's eyes widened as Veronica sat down on the chair in front of her, her hands gripping Lyka's thighs, pulling her closer to the edge. Veronica's eyes were dark with desire, her tongue snaking out to lick her lips.

"Spread your legs, Lyka. Let me taste you again."

Lyka complied, her body trembling with anticipation. Veronica's mouth found Lyka's p***y, her tongue circling her c**t, her fingers slipping inside, curling, teasing. The sound of Veronica's fingers moving in and out of Lyka filled the room, a wet, squelching sound that sent shivers down Lyka's spine.

Lyka's moans filled the room, her body bucking against Veronica's mouth, her hands gripping the edge of the table for support. Veronica's tongue was relentless, lapping at Lyka's p***y, her fingers moving faster, harder, driving Lyka to the edge of ecstasy.

"Veronica, please," Lyka begged, her body trembling with need. "I can't take it anymore. I need to come."

Veronica's fingers curled inside Lyka, her thumb rubbing her c**t, her mouth sucking on her c**t, and Lyka's body exploded, her orgasm ripping through her, her body shaking with the force of it. A white, sticky juice spilled from Lyka's p***y, and Veronica lapped it up, her tongue not wasting a single drop.

Lyka's body was still trembling, her mind a blur of pleasure and satisfaction. Veronica pulled back, a satisfied smirk on her lips, her chin glistening with Lyka's juices. "You taste so good, Lyka. I could do this all night."

Veronica stood up, her eyes never leaving Lyka's. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against Lyka's ear. "But we're not done yet, darling. I have so much more planned for you."

Lyka's body trembled with anticipation, her mind a whirlwind of desire and need. She knew she was in for a wild ride, and she couldn't wait to see where it would take her.

As Veronica stood up, Lyka's eyes followed her every move, her body aching with a need that was almost painful. She reached out, her hand gripping Veronica's wrist, her voice a pleading whisper. "Veronica, please. I want to taste you too. I need to."

Veronica's eyes darkened with desire, a slow smile spreading across her lips. "Is that so, darling? You want to taste me? You want to make me come?"

Lyka nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. "Yes, please. I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel."

Veronica chuckled, a low, seductive sound. "Then by all means, darling. Have at it."

Veronica began to remove her clothes, her eyes never leaving Lyka's. Lyka's breath hitched as Veronica's bra fell to the floor, revealing her large, perfect breasts. Lyka gulped, her mouth watering at the sight, her body aching with a need to taste them, to feel their weight in her hands, to hear Veronica's moans as she sucked on her n*****s.

Veronica's pants followed, her body now bare before Lyka. Lyka's eyes roamed over her, taking in every curve, every line, every inch of her perfect body. Veronica sat down on the chair, her legs spread wide, inviting Lyka to come closer.

Lyka crawled towards her, her body trembling with anticipation. She leaned in, her tongue snaking out to lick Veronica's inner thigh, her hands gripping Veronica's hips. Veronica's body trembled, a soft moan escaping her lips.

"Lyka, please. Don't tease me," Veronica begged, her voice husky with desire.

Lyka chuckled, a low, seductive sound. "Oh, darling, I'm just getting started."

Lyka's tongue found Veronica's p***y, her tongue circling her c**t, her fingers slipping inside, curling, teasing. Veronica's moans filled the room, her body bucking against Lyka's mouth, her hands gripping Lyka's hair, pulling her closer.

"Lyka, yes, right there. Don't stop," Veronica begged, her body trembling with need.

Lyka's fingers moved faster, harder, her tongue lapping at Veronica's p***y, her mouth sucking on her c**t. Veronica's body exploded, her orgasm ripping through her, her body shaking with the force of it. Lyka's fingers never stopped moving, drawing out Veronica's pleasure until she was a trembling, panting mess.

Veronica pulled Lyka up, her lips crashing down on Lyka's in a hungry, demanding kiss. Lyka moaned into her mouth, her body melting against Veronica's as their tongues danced together in a passionate tango.

Veronica's hands roamed Lyka's body, tracing the curves of her hips, the small of her back, the swell of her breasts. Lyka arched into her touch, her own hands exploring the firm muscles of Veronica's arms, her strong shoulders, the soft skin of her neck. Their moans filled the room, a symphony of desire and need.

Veronica's lips trailed down Lyka's neck, her teeth nipping at the sensitive skin, drawing a gasp from Lyka. Lyka's hands found Veronica's hair, pulling her closer, urging her on. "Don't stop, Veronica. Please, don't stop."

Veronica's fingers found Lyka's wet folds, and Lyka cried out, her body trembling with anticipation. Veronica's touch was skilled, her fingers moving with a confidence that left Lyka breathless, her body aching with a need that was almost painful. As Lyka's moans filled the room, Veronica's lips found hers once more, swallowing her cries, their bodies moving in perfect sync, lost in the heat of their passion.

As they continued to explore each other's bodies, Veronica pushed Lyka back onto the bed, their legs intertwining in a perfect scissor. Lyka moaned as Veronica's p***y rubbed against hers, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body. Veronica's hands gripped Lyka's hips, pulling her closer, their bodies moving in perfect sync, their moans filling the room.

"Veronica, yes, right there. Don't stop," Lyka begged, her body trembling with need.

Veronica's body moved faster, harder, her p***y rubbing against Lyka's, their clits grinding together, sending them both to the edge of ecstasy. Lyka's body exploded, her orgasm ripping through her, her body shaking with the force of it. Veronica followed soon after, her body trembling, her moans filling the room as she came undone.

As their bodies slowly came down from their high, Veronica pulled Lyka into her arms, their bodies still entwined, their breaths syncing, their hearts beating as one. Lyka's body was a mass of sensation, her mind a blur of pleasure and satisfaction.

Veronica pushed herself up, her body still tingling from the intense rounds of passion they had shared. She reached for the glass of water on the nearby table, her hand trembling slightly as she raised it to her lips. The room was quiet, the only sound the soft rustle of fabric as Lyka shifted uncomfortably beside her.

As Veronica set the glass down, she noticed Lyka's wide, shocked eyes. Lyka was staring at the wall behind her, where a hidden panel had silently slid open, revealing a secret chamber. The room was bathed in a soft, warm light, illuminating the array of s*x toys that lined the walls.

Vibrators, dildos, and other pleasure devices were meticulously arranged, each one more enticing than the last. Veronica's gaze swept over the collection, a smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth as she realized Lyka's shock. Lyka's excitement had clearly blinded her to the hidden delights of the room.

Veronica reached out, her fingers grazing a particularly intriguing item. It was a double-headed toy, designed to mimic the private parts of a man, with a realistic texture and intricate detail. She lifted it from its place, feeling its weight in her hand, and turned to Lyka with a playful grin.

Lyka's face was a picture of fear, her eyes darting between Veronica and the toy, as if she couldn't decide whether to be thrilled or terrified. Veronica could see the confusion and apprehension in Lyka's expression, and it only served to deepen her smirk. She stepped closer, the toy still in her hand, and leaned in to whisper in Lyka's ear.

"Relax, Lyka," Veronica murmured, her voice low and teasing. "There's no need to be afraid. This is just the beginning of a whole new world of pleasure."

As she pulled back, Veronica watched as Lyka's eyes widened further, her cheeks flushing with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Veronica knew that this night was just the start of an adventure that would test the boundaries of their friendship and desire, and she couldn't wait to explore every inch of it.

Veronica's breath was ragged as she guided Lyka to a plush, cushioned area, her movements filled with a hungry anticipation. Lyka's eyes were wide with a mix of excitement and trepidation, her body already responding to the electric tension in the air.

Veronica laid Lyka down gently, her hands exploring every curve and contour of her body, igniting sparks of pleasure wherever they touched. Lyka arched into Veronica's touch, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "Veronica," she moaned, her voice a plea for more.

Veronica's smirk deepened, and she leaned in to capture Lyka's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, their breaths mingling in a frenzy of desire. As they broke apart, Veronica's eyes were dark with lust.

"Tell me what you want, Lyka," Veronica whispered, her voice low and commanding. "Tell me how you want me to make you feel."

Lyka's cheeks flushed, her eyes locked with Veronica's. "I want you to make me come," she begged, her voice trembling with need. "I want you to make me scream your name."

Veronica's grin was pure sin, and she positioned the double-headed toy, her movements deliberate and slow. "Then that's exactly what I'll do," she promised, her voice a low growl.

As the toy pressed against Lyka, she gasped, her body tensing for a moment before surrendering to the sensation. Veronica began to move, her hips rocking in a rhythm that matched the toy's movements. Lyka's moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath Veronica's touch.

"Veronica," Lyka cried out, her fingers digging into Veronica's back, her nails leaving marks of their passion. "Oh god, Veronica, please don't stop."

Veronica's movements became more urgent, her kisses more demanding. She could feel Lyka's body coiling tighter with each thrust, her pleasure building to a fever pitch. "Come for me, Lyka," Veronica commanded, her voice a low, intense whisper. "Let me hear you scream."

Lyka's body convulsed, her orgasm tearing through her with the force of a storm. She cried out Veronica's name, her voice raw and desperate, her body shaking with the intensity of her release. Veronica followed soon after, her own climax ripping through her, leaving them both breathless and spent.

As they lay there, their bodies still trembling, Veronica pulled Lyka close, her arms wrapping around her protectively. Lyka rested her head on Veronica's chest, listening to the steady beat of her heart, feeling content and safe in her embrace.

Veronica's fingers traced lazy patterns on Lyka's back, her touch gentle and soothing. "Was that okay?" she asked softly, her voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and tenderness.

Lyka's smile was soft, her eyes closed. "More than okay," she murmured. "That was everything."

Veronica kissed the top of her head, a soft, tender gesture. "I'm glad," she whispered, her voice filled with a promise of more to come. "I'm glad you let yourself go."

Lyka's breath evened out, her body relaxing into Veronica's embrace. The room was quiet, the only sound the soft rustle of fabric and the occasional whispered name, a testament to the intensity of their passion and the depth of their connection.

Veronica's body was still humming with pleasure as she carefully extracted herself from Lyka's embrace, her movements slow and deliberate. Lyka's eyes fluttered closed, her breath deep and even, a soft smile playing on her lips as she drifted into a contented sleep.

Veronica took a moment to admire the sight of Lyka, her body flushed and sated, her hair a wild tangle across the pillow. A smirk played at the corners of Veronica's mouth as she considered their next move. The secret room was filled with possibilities, and she was far from done exploring them.

She stood up, her body still tingling with the aftershocks of their passion. Her eyes scanned the array of s*x toys on the walls, her mind racing with ideas. She selected a sleek, curved vibrator, its surface smooth and inviting. With a playful grin, she returned to Lyka, her intentions clear.

Veronica leaned down, her lips brushing against Lyka's ear. "Wake up, sleepyhead," she murmured, her voice a low, teasing whisper. "We're not done yet."

Lyka's eyes fluttered open, confusion and exhaustion warring in her gaze. "Veronica?" she asked, her voice a soft, sleepy murmur.

Veronica's smirk deepened, and she showed Lyka the vibrator, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I want to try something new," she said, her voice filled with promise. "Turn over for me, Lyka. Let me show you a whole new world of pleasure."

Lyka's cheeks flushed, and she complied, her movements slow and unsteady. Veronica positioned herself behind Lyka, her hands roaming over her body, reawakening the sparks of desire that had only just begun to fade.

As Veronica pressed the vibrator against Lyka, she gasped, her body tensing for a moment before surrendering to the sensation. Veronica's movements were slow and deliberate, her touch gentle yet firm. She could feel Lyka's body responding, her hips arching back to meet each thrust.

Lyka's moans filled the room, her voice a mix of pleasure and exhaustion. "Veronica," she cried out, her fingers gripping the sheets, her knuckles white. "Oh god, Veronica, it's too much."

Veronica's grin was pure sin, and she leaned down to capture Lyka's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. "Let go, Lyka," she commanded, her voice a low, intense whisper. "Let yourself feel everything."

Lyka's body convulsed, her orgasm tearing through her with the force of a storm. She cried out Veronica's name, her voice raw and desperate, her body shaking with the intensity of her release. Veronica continued to move, her hips rocking in a rhythm that matched the vibrator's pulsations, drawing out Lyka's pleasure to its fullest extent.

As Lyka's body began to relax, Veronica could feel Lyka's muscles tightening, her body preparing for something more. She increased the pressure, her movements more urgent, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

Lyka's eyes widened, her mouth forming a silent "O" as she felt the first spurts of fluid leave her body. "Veronica," she gasped, her voice a mix of shock and pleasure. "I... I can't stop..."

Veronica's grin was fierce, and she leaned down to capture Lyka's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. "Let it go, Lyka," she commanded, her voice a low, intense whisper. "Let yourself feel everything."

Lyka's body convulsed again, this time with a force that left her breathless. She cried out Veronica's name, her voice raw and desperate, her body shaking with the intensity of her release. Fluid gushed from her, coating Veronica's hand and the vibrator, a testament to the depth of her pleasure.

Veronica continued to move, her hips rocking in a rhythm that matched the vibrator's pulsations, drawing out Lyka's pleasure to its fullest extent. She could feel her own climax building, her pleasure coiling tighter with each thrust.

With a final, deep thrust, Veronica pushed herself over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her, leaving her breathless and spent. She collapsed beside Lyka, her body still trembling, her mind a whirlwind of pleasure and satisfaction.

Veronica pulled Lyka close, her arms wrapping around her protectively. Lyka rested her head on Veronica's chest, her breath even and deep, her body relaxed and sated. Veronica's fingers traced lazy patterns on Lyka's back, her touch gentle and soothing.

As the minutes passed, Veronica could feel Lyka's body growing heavier, her breath slowing into the rhythm of sleep. Veronica's smile was soft, her eyes filled with a mix of tenderness and amusement. She knew that Lyka would wake up with no memory of how many times she had released, her body too exhausted to keep count.

Even as Lyka succumbed to an exhausted slumber, her body utterly spent and her mind blank, Veronica remained awake, a quiet smile playing on her lips. Despite Lyka's complete surrender to sleep, Veronica felt no hesitation, her trust unwavering. She knew, with a certainty that resonated deep within her, that their connection transcended even unconsciousness. She would continue to trust Lyka, even in pass -out state.