Page 26 of Lucas

Lyrics spring to mind as I wait, so I grab my pen and pad and scribble them down before I forget. Words that could pertain to a certain girl with big brown eyes and silky hair that feels amazing threaded through my fingers. God, my cock is throbbing in my jeans just writing these lyrics.

A soft knock on the door pulls me from my thoughts. Abby’s here and you know what that means? Instead of writing all of my filthy thoughts down on a piece of paper, I can do all of those naughty things to her. Sometimes actions speak louder than words.

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Abby

When I climbedinto my car wearing nothing but a coat, I didn’t stop to think of how desperate and pathetic I would seem. I quickly brush that thought from my mind before I turn this damn car around and head back home. No guts, no glory. Right? I’m hoping Lucas finally realizes how good we could be together. A perfect match. I’m not looking for a long-term commitment, but I’d be happy with being sexually exclusive. Fingers crossed that my plan doesn’t backfire to where I make a fool out of myself. I don’t normally chase after guys, but there’s something so intriguing about Lucas that I can’t help myself.

When I pull into the parking garage, I’m a fucking wreck! Could someone please tell me I shouldn’t feel this way since I’ve been here a handful of times? Hello? Anyone? Okay, never mind. I’ll just try brushing it off after getting out of my car, but I swear the closer I get, my heart feels like it’s going to jump out of my chest. Why!? Once I’m safely tucked inside the elevator, I feel a cool breeze rush up my bare thighs. Weird really, since it’s warm and toasty inside of this one-door death trap. Is it safe to assume my lack of undergarments could be the reason I’m feeling a chill? Ding, ding, ding! Even I can answer that question all by myself.

When the doors grind open, I make a mad dash into the hall so I can take a deep breath. A lot of good that does me when the stale air invades my lungs. I’d choke out a cough, but there’s no time when Lucas’s door slides open and the seduction’s about to begin.

I love the sexy one-sided grin that adorns his face as I unbutton my coat and step inside. His whole demeanor drastically changes when I let my coat slide down my arms until it hits the floor. Now I’m as naked as the day I was born, wearing nothing but razzle dazzle red lipstick with matching heels. Lust-filled eyes land on mine as he stalks over, drops to his knees and pins my hips up against the cold brick wall. He lifts my leg, tosses it over his shoulder, while I fist his hair for stability. And when he buries his face between my thighs, I shudder. This right here is what I’ve fantasized about all day long.

There’s no way I can stifle my screams of pleasure as he licks and teases my clit into submission. “Lucas,” comes out in a breathy moan when he inserts several fingers into my wet pussy. Thrusting them in and out, like he’d do if it was his thick cock. Just the thought of him impaling me with his hard flesh has me coming around his talented digits in no time.

I haven’t recovered when he releases my leg, stands and demands, “On your knees, Abby.” More wetness pools between my thighs when his hands land on my shoulders and force me to my knees. My body’s trembling with anticipation as my eyes search his. Never have I ever wanted someone as much as I want Lucas. His feral gaze slices right through me as if he can see into my lustful soul and know everything I’m feeling.

Lust is a controlling bitch, and right now, she’s in charge.

“Unzip my jeans and take out my cock. I know you’re desperate to taste me.” His naughty banter has my thighs clenching to dull the ache. Unfortunately, I’ll need both hands to hold onto his enormous cock. That came out wrong since I’m not complaining about his size, I love being filled with his cock. I just won’t be hands-free to play with my aching pussy.

I love the sound of his zipper as I free his cock from the confines of his jeans. But he shakes his head when I try tugging them below his hips. Lucas will not make this easy for me, and it just ignites that fire within me to please. Any other man wouldn’t be able to get away with this, but with him, anything goes. I stick my hand inside his briefs and I’m met with warm, hard flesh in the palm of my hand. I love his cock, it’s so smooth, yet hot and hard as steel. Such a contradiction, but so fucking sexy.

Once he’s free, he slides his fingers into my hair, holding me back. “Tell me how badly you want me to fuck your mouth, baby.” I’m practically salivating at the thought and then I’ll beg him if need be.

“Please fuck my mouth, Lucas. Please!” I implore him with my eyes as he paints my lips with his pre-cum. When my tongue darts out for a quick taste, he slaps the side of my face with his thick cock. Some women might think this is degrading, but being his dirty little girl turns me the fuck on. It makes my pussy clench for his hard cock.

A moan escapes as he parts my lips with the tip of his rigid cock. I willingly open my mouth as he pushes inside. The taste of him on my tongue as he bumps the back of my throat is heady and wetness instantly pools between my trembling thighs. Lucas is a God and I’ll gladly worship him any day of the week.

“That’s it, baby. Remember, I know firsthand how good that mouth of yours is. I don’t want you holding back. I want it all.” Such a romantic, right? Thank god I’m not the kind of girl who needs flowers, chocolate, and sappy love songs. I need sex, lust, and rock-and-roll, and Lucas can give me all of those in spades.

With my hands wrapped around his girth, I stroke him while my mouth works him into a blissful frenzy. I fucking love watching his lips part while his hands tangle in my hair. His head's thrown back in pure bliss and his thighs tremble as I continue my ministrations. Until his hot seed hits the back of my throat and I swallow every last drop.

I’m weak when he pulls me up and buries his face in the crook of my neck. But when he pulls me close, I feel his heart beating to the same rhythm as mine. There’s no doubt in my mind that I’m falling hard for this man. That right there could very well be the death of me.

18

Lucas

It’s on veryrare occasions when I wake up with someone sleeping beside me. Today just so happens to be one of them. I must admit, it’s kinda nice. Especially since I’ve always considered myself an aficionado for morning sex. Obviously, when I’m all alone, I have to pump the python, since a morning wood is a terrible thing to waste. Just saying.

I’m enraptured when I lay on my side and just scrutinize her while she’s sleeping. Abby’s a natural beauty, with her chestnut hair splayed across my pillow. Her swollen lips are just a reminder of what went down here last night. I’m aroused, just knowing her womanly scent will linger in my bed for days afterward. When I opened the door last night, Abby greeted me wearing a raincoat with nothing underneath. Fuck, if my heart didn’t skip a beat when she unbuttoned it and let it slip off her shoulders before it laid in a heap by her feet. I’m only human, I’m a man, and it didn’t take me long before I pinned her up against the wall with one of her legs thrown over my shoulder and my face buried between her thighs. Fuck, she was so sweet and wet for me, and I was eager to get started. My fingers pumped inside of her tight, wet heat as my lips sucked on her hard little clit. I gave her exactly what she needed—an earth-shattering orgasm that had her hanging on for dear life so she wouldn’t slide down the wall and hit the floor. Not that I would have let that happen.

Abby’s eyes flutter open as I reminisce about last night, and I’m hoping round four begins now. Yes, we fucked like rabbits and it was one of the best nights I’ve had in a long time. When she rolls to her side, the blanket slips down and gives me a very sensual glimpse of her hard nipples. I can’t stop myself from leaning in and taking one of the firm peaks into my mouth.

“Oh God, Lucas, that feels good.” Little does she know I’m just getting started, and we have all day! Unless she’s working, which would be a huge cock blocker.

“If you think that feels good, just you wait. I’m going to strum your clit like my fucking guitar. And I know that your little whimper and mewls will create a beautiful song. Just you wait and see.”

I continue sucking on her rigid nipples while dipping two fingers into her wet and willing pussy. It doesn’t take long before her beautiful music reaches my ears and her hips buck against my hand. I know she wants my cock, but I won’t give in until she’s begging for it. I know you can say it. I’m a cruel and greedy bastard.

Curling my fingers in a come-hither motion, I hit that spot inside of her that makes her body quiver with lust and need. And, in no time flat, I have Abby coming on my talented digits with a stream of urgency and desire. Yes, I could have stopped her orgasm, but I said I was cruel, not heartless.

“Holy shit, Lucas. What time is it?” I’m a greedy and needy mofo. I try grabbing her as she leaps out of bed. Taking her body heat along with her. “Oh shit, I need to get to work. What time is it?”

Reluctantly, I reach for my phone and swipe. “It’s seven sixteen. What time are you scheduled to go in?” Of course I’m thinking with the wrong head, so I’m hoping it’s not any time soon.

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