Page 47 of Breaking Boston

BOSTON

Iwas stuck in a nightmare—one involving Bobby—when I felt something wet between my thighs. My eyes flung open, and I looked down in a panic, seeing Lux's blonde hair as his tongue licked a teasing trail from my opening to my clit, my legs quivering from the sensation.

I propped myself up on my elbows and watched as he licked my pussy with a flat tongue, soaking my lips as the arousal that dripped out of me soaked the inside of my thighs. I let out a sigh and threw my head back, pulling at my bottom lip to keep my moans to a minimum. I don't even know why.

"I could smell your cunt the second I woke up, pretty girl; it was calling to me," he mumbles against my pussy, the vibrations from his voice driving me even more wild.

"Where's Donovan?" I ask, looking around the empty bedroom.

"Busy, so it's just me and you. Now lay the fuck back, open your legs, and let me eat this pussy like it's supposed to be eaten," he growls possessively, smiling, his lips and chin glistening with my wetness.

I lay back and reach down, tangling my hands in his hair as his tongue dips in and out of me, the sound of slurping echoingin my ears. I tried to squeeze my legs shut around his head as the muscles in my stomach tightened, but he wouldn't let me. He pushed them open and pinned them to the bed, blowing on my tingling clit to tease me even more. He nips at it, swirling my wetness around with his tongue. My back lifts off the bed, and I find myself bucking my hips, trying to ride his face and chase his tongue in desperation.

"Mhm, Lux..." I moan, tugging on his hair, not wanting to let go.

"Are you gonna come for me, Pretty Girl?" he asks, sliding a finger into my pussy while still sucking my clit between his teeth.

It felt so good I couldn't even speak, so I nodded my head as my back arched again. But he pulls his mouth away and his finger out of me, sitting up.

"What?" I pant, desire and need coursing through my veins like molten lava about to erupt.

"I didn't hear anything, so I stopped." He smirks, licking my essence off his lips.

"Yes, I'm going to come! Now keep going," I beg, on the verge of throwing a fit as my climax threatens to disappear.

"That's my good girl." He lowers his head and picks up where he left off, devouring my pussy like a four course meal.

My body is on fire. I'm so close to the edge, and as I feel the waves of pleasure building up inside me, I let out a loud moan that fills the room. Lux's tongue sends me over the edge and I experience the most intense orgasm I've ever had. He continues to pleasure me, making my whole body shake and quiver, not stopping until he has wrung every last drop of pleasure from me.

He holds me down to the bed so I can't move, sucking every drop of cum out of me while his teeth graze my sensitive clit, sending me barreling over the edge with not a care in the world. I writhe wildly, pulling his hair as hard as I can until he releases my pussy. Climbing up my trembling body, Lux puts his mouthto mine and spits my cum onto my tongue, kissing me roughly, and sucking all the air out of my lungs.

Finally, I collapse back onto the bed, completely spent. Lux looks up at me with a satisfied smirk, his eyes filled with desire and hunger.

"That's exactly what I wanted," he says, his voice filled with satisfaction.

I lay there, still panting and trying to catch my breath, feeling a mix of emotions from what had just happened. Lux leans in and kisses me softly, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Are you okay?" he asks, concern in his eyes.

I nod, still feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of the experience. "I just... that was... wow," I manage to say, lost for words.

"You don't have to say anything," he reassures me, pulling me into his arms.

I realize that maybe Lux is exactly what I need right now. Someone to help me forget about the nightmares and just be in the present—someone who knows exactly how to make me feel alive again.

Luxand I spent the morning in bed, tangled in each other's arms as if we were both afraid to let go. Around two in the afternoon, the snow coming down even heavier, Donovan walked through the front door, a bag of taco bell in his hands.

He shook the snow off of him, kicked off his snowy boots, and dropped the bag of food onto the coffee table, a proud grin on his face.

"What are you smiling at?" Lux reaches for the food and pulls out a couple of tacos, thrusting them into my hands.

"Just had a good day. I sold every bag we made up last night." He drops a wad of cash next to the bag of food, collapsing in the broken recliner that faces the flat screen mounted to the wall.

"Did you put the call in to re-up?" Lux asks with a mouthful of food, hardly understandable.

Donovan nods, pulling out a pre-roll and lighting it. He looks at me and Lux suspiciously, a small grin tugging at the corners of his lips.

"I did, but it's your turn to go grab it. He won't be ready until tonight." He passes the blunt to me and I hit it, feeling the effects of the weed instantly.

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