HER INNOCENT SLAVE (ENGLISH)

HER INNOCENT SLAVE 05

(HIS) Chapter 05

I was seated right where his bulge was. He was lying down. I was on top of him. I pressed my hips forward against him to get more friction. Our crotches bumped. He breathed into my mouth. As soon as he kissed back, a rush of excitement left my mind blank.

"Lucienne . . ." His breathing became ragged as I felt him slowly growing under his sweatpants.

"Yeah, that's right. I'm the one on top of you. Call my name," I whispered in between small bites on his lower lip.

He closed his eyes tightly when I kept rubbing mine on him to tend to his erection. He was bulging so much that I could really feel it. He was swollen. I cursed myself in my mind and stopped my urge to free his member to check how big he was. I'm not going to do that. I'm not yet ready to see a real one.

"Suck my tongue," I commanded. He obeyed.

My tongue was inside his mouth. His tongue automatically played with mine when I fenced mine against his. His body was automatically moving without my command.

We kissed while I continued grinding on top of him. He eventually sat up to help me pull my dress up. I pulled his shirt too. While undressing, I let my hands roam over his body. Our lips parted as we took off each other's clothes. He grabbed me by the nape, searched for, and chased after my lips. I blinked in surprise. I didn't expect him to be this aggressive when just moments ago, we were still arguing.

Was he getting carried away, or did he just want something to happen between us so he could be free?

He adjusted his sitting position while I was still on top of him. His hands moved on their own-one stayed on my head to deepen the kiss, while the other crawled toward my chest. I gasped when he quickly switched our positions, as if he wasn't content with me being on top.

I caught his weight when he pinned me between himself and the bed. He positioned himself between my thighs and began rubbing himself against me. We kissed as he did that, and I moved with him, lifting my hips to meet his.

"Ah!" I cried out after feeling something in my lower belly. "I'm about to come, Lucas!"

He grunted in response. He changed his pace. I could feel him growing. He was coming, too. His lips parted from mine. He kissed me on my neck, going down to my bare chest.

"f**k you, Lucas!" I screamed as he alternately sucked on them. I grabbed his hair and pushed his head down. The sight of his reddish lips covering my pinkish n*****s made me lose my mind.

"f**k! Kiss me! f**k!" I said like a beast that hadn't eaten in years. He immediately responded to my plea.

We kissed. My hands were tangled up in his hair. Our lips covered each other. Tongues were like knots that wanted to be tied together. We were kissing wildly and holding each other as if neither of us could let go.

"Lucienne!" he called me with a deeper, sexier voice.

We continued kissing. I raised my legs and wrapped them around his waist. His movements pushed in deeper and deeper. Harder and harder. Even with our bottom clothes on, I felt like he was going inside me. I cursed him because it felt like he was penetrating me even though he wasn't. Maybe it was because both of our clothes were soft, making it feel like we weren't wearing anything.

"Ah!" I screamed as the sensation of needing to pee kept getting closer.

I tried to push him slightly because I wanted to see his eyes while I was coming. But he groaned in protest and quickly chased my lips. I had no choice but to just kiss him back. While we were kissing and my legs were wrapped around his waist, I shivered. He thrust a few more times, then stopped.

"Holy f**k!" I could feel his twitching and the gradual wetness of his lower clothing.

His lips stayed pressed to mine. Panting, I stared at his eyelids, waiting for them to open. When they did, our eyes met. I smiled while he blushed.

He quickly hid his face in my neck. Even after a few minutes-when our breathing had already calmed-he still wouldn't move away. He was hiding in my neck.

I chuckled at the thought that he'd just realized what we did. He didn't even notice that he was the one moving earlier. He groaned in irritation at my teasing laughter.

"O? Why so quiet now? You were so noisy just a while ago." I laughed as I gently pushed him away.

Still, he didn't move and instead snuggled deeper into my neck. My laughter grew louder when I heard his crisp cursing there.

"Are you really not going to move? You're only feeling shy now after you're done?"

He cursed again before quickly pulling away from me and almost running into the bathroom. I got up. I opened the bathroom door and saw him showering. The shower glass had splashes of water covering the lower part of his body.

His eyes widened when he saw me inside the bathroom. He quickly turned his back to me. I smirked. His wide broad shoulders helloed to me. My gaze dropped. He had long legs. While stripping, I remembered how I ran my hands over his muscular torso. His length and butt are no joke either.

"Get out first! I'm almost done!" he shouted like he owned the bathroom.

I didn't listen. I walked to the bathtub and showered there. It had a shower head above it too. He glanced back at me when he heard the water falling. I still had my lace panties on, but my chest was bare.

He gave me a dark look when I held the garter of my panties and slowly pulled them down while staring at him. Before I could take them all the way off, he looked away. He tilted his head up to the shower head and closed his eyes. He rubbed his face with his hands.

"Wanna f**k me here? Wanna try bathroom s*x?" I asked, holding back my laughter.

"Just shut up and hurry!"

He was done, but he still didn't step out of the shower glass. He was probably waiting for me to finish before he left completely because if he went first, he'd have to pass me and see my body.

"Aren't you excited to penetrate me, Lucas? Don't you want to see me panting? I'm in a birthday suit right now. You can f**k me all you want if you-"

He turned off the shower. He grabbed a towel to cover himself. Looking at the floor, he ran out. I guess he couldn't handle my teasing anymore.

I was already lying in bed when he came out of the walk-in closet. He sat on the other side of the bed, opposite me. I watched him. He stared blankly at the TV, though it was obvious his mind was elsewhere. I was right, because after a moment, he took a deep breath before speaking.

"We shouldn't stay in the same room."

It was strange that he was calm. It seemed he'd been thinking while inside the walk-in closet changing, which was why it took him so long to come out.

I set the remote down. I lay on my side facing him. I deliberately lifted the hem of my nightdress. He glanced at my thigh before meeting my gaze.

"Why? Can't control yourself? Is my skin too smooth for you?"

I meant to tease him. But my smirk faded when I saw the seriousness in his eyes.

"I'll let you come with us as long as you move me to another room."

I frowned and turned my back to him. He sighed and called my name.

"This can't happen again." He sighed again. "I have a girlfriend."

I rolled my eyes because of how gentle his voice was-like he was coaxing me to agree to what he wanted. I looked at him.

"That's exactly what I want. That you have a girlfriend."

"You want me to cheat on her? You're happy knowing I'm cheating on her?" His voice grew louder again.

"I thought nothing was happening between us because you didn't put it in? So why are you saying now that you're cheating?"

I was just throwing his own words back at him. He exhaled sharply. From the grinding of his teeth, I could tell he was angry again.

"Yeah, that's not s*x until I penetrate you," he said, convincing himself he wasn't cheating.

"If you really want to sleep in another room, alright, but . . ." I trailed off.

He quickly looked at me when I agreed.

"But? What?" He sounded eager-afraid I'd change my mind.

"You will come with me during this school break."

"Where are we going?" he asked with a frown.

"Just . . ."

"Where?"

"Just come with me and stop asking! What? You don't want to?"

He stared at me for a long moment. I raised an eyebrow. After thinking, he slowly nodded.

"Fine. I'll come with you."

"Sleep here tonight. Tomorrow, I'll let you use one of our guest rooms."

I turned my back to him again. The bed dipped beside me. I peeked and saw him lying down, staring at the ceiling. He looked at me when I moved. We locked eyes-he was serious while I was grinning. I bit my lip, which drew his gaze there. He gave me a sharp look before grabbing a pillow to put between us.

"It's not even that late yet, you still want another round?"

He lay flat, closed his eyes, and placed an arm over them. Only his sharp nose and red lips were visible.

"Doesn't it feel good? Don't you want more?"

My voice was seductive, but if he moved his arm and looked at me, he'd see my teasing grin.

He ignored me. His jaw only tightened. My gaze fell to his throat as it bobbed twice.

"I want more, Lucas—"

"Damn, Lucienne! Zip your mouth! I'm trying to sleep here!"

He grabbed two more pillows and stacked them between us. Before the third pillow could block our faces, I caught him scowling at first, but when he caught a glimpse of my taunting grin, he shook his head and a small smile tugged at his lips.