Lucian pauses to savor the moment and etch it in his memories. He stood upright, seeping into her messy state. She was a hot mess, ready to be devoured. He ran his hands over her face and then down at her neck, moving all the way down to her thighs. She gasped, pleading for release. His pupils widened, dark desires succumbing to both of them.
He gently runs his other hand to the back of her head, into her hair, pulling her face towards him. He kisses him ever so gently as if she was some delicate porcelain doll.
"Are we enjoying this? Aren't we?" He fanned his hot breath over her cheeks, leaving a trail of kisses as he moved towards her marking spot.
"I can't take it anymore, Lucian! Please!" Madelyn panted, grabbing a handful of his hair. She could not control her needs when the ting
