The hot command made her wet. She parted her lips when he kissed her again, accepting the hot wet slide of his tongue into her mouth.
He explored her hungrily, and she returned his kiss, their tongues clashing and tangling. She moaned quietly when Lucas cupped her breast through the corset. He muttered a curse at the thick material and reached for the lacing.
“Lucas,” she panted.
“I have to see them, baby,” he said as he untied the bow and loosened the lacing until he could pull the corset away. He dropped it to the ground, staring at her breasts.
His little growl when he touched her nipple sent hot lust rocketing through her. She gasped when Lucas cupped her naked breasts, his thumbs stroking her hardening nipples, his gaze making her insides melt.
“So fucking beautiful,” he said before he dipped his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth.
She cried out and arched her back, her hands sinking into his thick hair as he worshipped first one nipple and then the other with his lips and tongue.
She pushed his jacket off his body and yanked his shirt out of his jeans, sliding her hands under the material to roam across his flat abdomen. He groaned against her breast before giving her nipple a light bite, making her gasp his name.
He smiled and kissed her again until they were breathless. She tugged at his shirt, and he pulled it over his head and dropped it on the floor.
“Holy shit,” she said.
He grinned. “You like?”
She touched his light brown chest hair, circling one flat nipple before dipping her hand down his muscular abdomen. “I knew you worked out a lot, but holy shit….”
“I like to keep in shape,” he said.
Suddenly self-conscious, she crossed her arms over her stomach. Lucas frowned and pulled her arms away before pressing a kiss against her mouth. “I love your body, Emma. It’s perfection.”
She swallowed hard before tracing her fingers over the bulge at the front of his jeans. His hips bucked against her, and she reveled in her power when he made that little growl again and grabbed her hand.
“Keep doing that, and I’ll fuck you right here, baby.”
“Maybe that’s what I want,” she said.
He studied her, and she stared into his gorgeous eyes. His pupils were blown wide with desire, and she suddenly didn’t care about the consequences of tonight. She wanted Lucas, and he wanted her. That was all that mattered.
“I want you to fuck me, Lucas,” she said.
He didn’t hesitate. He cupped and kneaded her breasts and walked her back toward the couch. She thought about suggesting the bedroom, but the fierce desire on Lucas’s face as he pushed her onto the couch and knelt between her open legs made her forget her suggestion.
Or maybe it was his hand sliding under her skirt to skim across her inner thighs before he cupped her through her underwear that scrambled her brain.
“Your panties are soaked,” he growled, his nostrils flaring.
She bit at her lip, lifting her hips when he slid his other hand under her skirt and tugged on her underwear. He slid them down her legs, tossing them to the floor before his fingers were tracing her knee and then her thigh and then -
“Oh God!” She reared up, clutching at Lucas’s biceps as his fingers rubbed her clit again. “Lucas!”
“Your clit is already so swollen, baby,” he said. “You’re dripping for me. You need my cock, don’t you?”
She swallowed hard, Lucas’s dirty talk ratcheting up her lust embarrassingly high.
“Emma, do you want my cock?” Lucas asked, one finger sliding deep into her pussy.
“Yes,” she breathed. “Give it to me, Lucas.”
“Yes, Emma,” he said with a cocky grin. He grabbed his wallet from his back pocket, pulling out the condom and tossing his wallet aside before he unbuttoned and unzipped. He shoved his jeans and briefs down to his knees, and she got her first glimpse of Lucas’s cock.
It was gorgeous and thick. Very thick. A trickle of trepidation went down Emma’s spine, and she shook it off as Lucas rolled on the condom. It would be fine. He might be her first dick, but she’d had plenty of toys in her pussy.