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Chapter 123: Lucas: Bodies together

Chapter 123: Lucas: Bodies together

"How is that?" I ask, pumping inside Iris using my fingers.

"Shut up and continue," she groans and I obey, pumping in and out slowly whilst kissing the inside of her thighs.

Her hands leave my hair and are on the bed the next second, grabbing the sheets and pulling the fuck out of them. I groan on her thigh, the sound of my heartbeat overlapping the small squelches filling the room as I continue pumping in and out. Curling my fingers inside her, I feel her getting tight around my fingers.

"Yes. Yes, keep doing that, Hmm!" She moans loudly. I’m glad Tim and Paul are on leave. Iris’s moans are like music to my ears and they turn me on better than anything because they only come out when I’m giving her pleasure l. Knowing that I’m the reason she writhes and calls my name like this is what I like the most.

"Right there?" I coo, feeling my pride get stroked when she nods and arches her back, tugging at the linen with her nails.

"Do that again, please." The words are barely out of her before I repeat the stance, placing my mouth on her clit and sucking. She twitches, her movements on my mouth quickening with each lick and pump I take.

She’s close, I can feel it. And that’s what I want. To see her roll her eyes in pleasure as I keep adding on to the sensation.

Wrapping my free arm around her thigh, I pull her to me then I press the rest of my palm right below her belly button. This trick never gets old. I’ve been doing it every time we fuck and it always works wonders. Instead of getting bored with it, I find it intriguing how I can make Iris come just by touching her like this.

She tightens on my fingers again and arches her back, arms flying to her sides as she grips the bed, grinding her hips on my mouth rampantly.

"I’m about to co—" She doesn’t finish before she comes undone, but I don’t stop.

I keep pumping, trying to hit the same spot in a majestic rhythm, her voice filling the room as she sings my name in undeniable pleasure, her breath uneven. Her hands fly off the bed and reach my back, and she writhes again, this time as if to escape, but I don’t let her go.

My arms hold her in place as she squirms around my bed haphazardly and fuck—knowing I made her do that is such a flippin’ turn-on. Soon, though, it all comes to a halt and Iris stills on the bed, her soul slowly returning to her body.

I kiss her thighs again, watching her huff in delight with flushed cheeks and glinting eyes that are looking at mine, mischievous and demanding more.

I don’t need her to tell me what it is before I crawl toward my bed stand, and open it to take out the condoms in my drawer.

Iris unwraps her legs around me after pulling my belt off, before placing one foot on my chest and pushing me off the bed lightly till I’m balancing myself on the edge. In the end, I leave the bed and stand whilst she gawks at me.

"It’s my turn to watch you undress," she says a huge grin on her face, placing her head on her palm.

She doesn’t need to tell me twice. I unzip my pants, downing them along with my boxers as my dick comes out free like a freaking jack-in-the-box toy.

"Oh my god, it’s beautiful," Iris shrieks.

"You said that the first time we fucked, so I’ll repeat what I said again. Say that again Iris Morris and I’ll have you on all fours crying and begging for me to fuck you," I growl stroking myself and wearing the condom as precum drips out.

Her grin grows wider. "Your dick is fucking beautiful, Luke."

This is so fun.

Jumping back on the bed and grabbing her thighs, I pull her to me. Iris lets out a seductive giggle which halts the moment she feels my tip on her. I watch as goosebumps crawl on her skin, and the cocky smile she had a while ago disappears.

"Such a pretty pussy," I growl running my cock down her folds.

"Then stop talking and fuck it like it’s pretty."

"Trust me, I will," I coo, plunging myself into her and biting my lip when I feel her tightness around me.

"Shit, you’re so tight."

"No, you’re too big," she whimpers, grinding on me like she had been waiting for this moment all her life.

"You’re taking me so well though," I growl, grabbing her hands and pinning them right up her head. Then I plunge into her, once, twice, many more times. It doesn’t stop, and the sound of her skin slapping on mine fills the entire room.

"Ahh."

Pulling out of her with my dick still pointed at her opening, I thrust in with all force and repeat the motion for god knows how many times. Iris’ nails are digging into my back, scratching as she endures the pleasure, her voice coming out as a whine when she keeps begging for more.

Thrusting into her majestically, I pause with the wild animal habit and begin doing the forbidden dance—circling my dick in her pussy until she cries out my name.

"Lucas!" She cries.

"Yes, baby?" I reply burying my face into her neck and kissing it. Damn, everything about her is arousing, even her caramel skin. It’s like I can taste the caramel on her. She’s fucking delicious.

"Lucas I’m about to come."

She’s getting tighter around me and it’s getting hard to hold on. I’m close. Very close. Her eyes lock on mine and she pouts. I lean in and kiss her fervently, my body burning from the skin contact we make.

Placing both her hands in one of mine, I use the free one and cup her breast, stroking it lightly for some impact. It does the trick.

"Luke," she moans in my mouth getting fuckimg tight around me. My eyes roll to my back and my pace increases.

"Are you going to come for me, baby?"

"Luke," she moans again. I can feel her getting close, and so am I. Her movements get sloppy and she wriggles herself out of my hands, grabbing my back and sinking her nails there. I bury my head in her neck, pumping in faster as my end comes near.

Then Iris wriggles in my grasp, arms reaching into my hair and pulling it before she screams my name out with expletives mixed in there. "Lucas, oh my—fuck!"

That’s all I need to hear before I come undone. My balls tighten and I explode inside her, gripping her ass and plunging in deeper than before. One last moan escapes from Iris, then it’s done.

We’re done.

I flip us over and let her rest on my chest, our heavy breaths matching the exercise we just had.

"That was fucking good," Iris mutters in a low breathy voice.

"I know right."

"I can’t believe I’m going to meet my parents after this. I want more."

"But if you want to be able to walk properly then you’ll need to hold it in. We can continue having sex for as long as we want, I’m always here for you."

She smirks at me. "And it’s not only you, dick here is also here for me. Aren’t you," she lowers herself and grabs it, before putting it in her mouth.

"Iris!" I warn.

"How about one last round before we finally stop?"

Ah. It’s been so long since I’ve seen this view. "Okay, but I’ll be the master this time around. Last time it was you."

Another saucy smirk comes from Iris. "You’ve got yourself a deal, Master."

Taking it all in like she’s now used to the size and can handle me, Iris glances at me from below, her grey eyes being masked by her long lashes as she pumps me inside her mouth.

"Mhmm," I moan, grabbing a fistful of her hair and glancing up at the ceiling with my eyes closed. Her mouth feels warm. Too warm even. I can’t wrap my head around all these sensations she’s giving but fuck I love it.

She pulls out and strokes my cock, pumping out the residue left after I came inside her a while ago. I groan in pleasure, but just when I think it’s over, she is back on my cock, kissing and running her tongue on the tip.

Fuck being master, this shit feels good. Maybe it’s because we’ve been living together a lot lately, but Iris is definitely being a little too extra with her lip service than she did in the past. It’s like she’s trying to leave a permanent mark on me that will haunt me every time we are separated from each other.

Suddenly, she stops teasing me and pushes me onto the bed, straddling my lap and kissing my neck. "Get ready for round two. I’m on top."

Fuck she’s so sexy.

"Yes, ma’am."