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Chapter 53: Lucas: Hot encounter

Chapter 53: Lucas: Hot encounter

I KNEW today was going to be a hot encounter when I saw Iris dressed like a sexy human cat, but this? I’ve just received a mind-blowing blow job that I sure as hell won’t be forgetting about anytime soon.

It’s exactly like in her books, an eye-rolling feel feel-good experience that makes me want to confess everything that’s been troubling me ever since I realized I love Iris. It’s fucking bitter knowing this is reality and I have to wait for a time when I know she’s not going to run when I confess.

More of that later, right now, the woman I love is horny and I want a taste.

I feel Iris shiver with each stroke I take in her pussy with my hand, and right when she tightens around my fingers, I pull out and stop licking her clit. A low disappointed moan escapes from her. I fight the urge to laugh. This is exactly how it happened in that novel she gave me, but she doesn’t look like she’s acting.

Flipping her around, I make her sit on the bench, legs spread out at a perfect 180-degree angle. Thank goodness she has such a flexible body or this role play would have been a waste.

"Hurry," Iris demands, stroking her swollen clit with her fingers.

Not even bothering to role play anymore, I just kneel before her and place my mouth on it, my fingers following the next moment. It doesn’t take long before she’s mourning again, louder this time.

When I came in earlier, I told security to stop patrolling around the area just in case Iris and I make noise. I just hope they listened to me because I’m pretty sure if someone is waiting below, they can hear the sweet sounds escaping from my kitty right now.

The friction I’m offering her must not be enough because she begins grinding on my face, hands finding their way into my hair and fondling it. It smells and sounds like sex out here, even the fresh night breeze passing by can’t seem to blow that away.

"Master, I’m coming!"

"Give it to me," I say through gritted teeth, feeling her tighten around my fingers as she comes close. Increasing the pace a little, I pump into her faster and she rolls her eyes to the back of her head, flipping it as she comes all over me, body quivering in appreciation to my services.

I hold her in place, gripping her thighs so she doesn’t fall from the swing. It takes a few seconds but she finally relaxes, breath up a notch when she’s finally done with coming, but her hungry eyes, lowered and boring into mine, are telling another story.

She’s ready for more.

Iris brings her legs to her face, pressing her clit in between them and showing it off in my face. "Sir?" She says in what sounds like both a request and a plea. The book Mafia boss in me wants to tease her more but fuck I’m just a man.

Grabbing her legs and bringing them in the air, I stroke my dick as she watches, gripping it and rubbing it on her. She lets out a low soft moan, seductive as it comes, making my dick twitch involuntarily.

Lowering myself and penetrating inside her, we both let out desperate breaths. "Ahh."

"Mhmm."

She feels so tight and powered by the press she’s adding with her legs clasped together, it feels like I’m deflowering her. Iris peeks at me from beneath her lashes, licking her lips and giving me a saucy wink.

"I’m going to start moving now," I warn.

"Please, sir."

Now how can I say no to such a sexy plea from a sexy kitty? Thrusting in with all my pent-up frustration, Iris lets out a loud mourn. The swing moves, taking Iris along with it and making me pull out before I even get a chance to relish the first thrust.

However, when it returns, the math is just right to allow our genitals to meet such that I penetrate her with as much force as before. The force is enough to make Iris arch her back, spreading her legs and clasping my back, and the next thing I know, we’re both on the swinging chair, my dick locked into her pussy as we move in a dizzying motion.

After what just happened, I’m sure I won’t look at this patio again and not think about Iris and I fucking on the swing. Adjusting my legs and placing Iris’ around my waist such that I have a perfect view of her shaved pussy, I plunge into her.

The swing creaks along with us, moving with every thrust I take. Iris pulls the duvet and places it behind her back so she can arch it further and give me a view to remember for my entire life—a pink shaved pussy presented by the cat goddess herself.

She smirks at me, pulling me to her until our faces are close. I don’t remember this being in her books but who cares? This is so fucking hot.

"Pound into me like I’m the only cat woman for you in this world."

Trust me, baby, there’snooneelseformebutyou. Icanpoundintoyourpussylike

"You got it, kitty," I whisper in her mouth, kissing her and sucking on her bottom lip whilst pounding into her, not in the least giving a shit about the swing that’s protesting and threatening to break with each hard thrust I take.

Thisfeelsgood. Sofuckinggood.

Iris moans in my mouth with each thrust I take, mouthing expletives and titles as she wraps her legs tightly around me. This time, my name is mixed in there but I’m too focused on kissing and pounding into her to care about names.

Her pussy is another level of addictive I don’t think addicts would ever stop wanting once they get a taste. I’ll have to make sure no one tastes her whilst she’s gone back to her grandparents’ house or else I’ll have stiff competition to fight off.

The all-nighter doesn’t sound as hard to do as it did when we started this role-play after all.

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 one last time, 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."

"Another one for your master eyy? Do it. I’m ready for you baby."

She grips my dick with her pussy, nails digging deeper into my back as she tries to hold in her explosion.

Notonmywatch.

Grabbing her ass, I wait for the swing to go back to its normal position and outstretch my leg, stopping it from swinging in an instant without pulling out of her. Mustering all my testosterone, I pull her into my arms and we get off the chair.

She lets out a shocked gasp, and when I sandwich her between the glass door and me, her breath catches in her throat. Then I begin pumping and moving my dick into her, hitting every nook and corner of her pussy my inches can reach.

Iris is still holding her breath, face buried in my neck as her neck turns. She grips me tighter with each pump I make, biting my skin everywhere and moaning my name every time she feels like it.

Then her head flies up along with her hair and she rolls her eyes behind her back. "Luke—"

The squeals are short-lived. She spasms, gripping me with her legs and almost snapping my body into half with the force. "Fuck."

"Oh my goodness, Master," she whimpers coming undone on my dick, but I do not stop pumping in and out of her. Her fluids serve as the ultimate lubricant to her tightness, making me pumping into her an easy fit as they flow down her body onto the flowers below us.

Geez, now I’ll have to look at flowers and think about this fucking beautiful moment all over in 3D.

In mere seconds, Iris is done. There is a pink flush all over her body and she’s covered in hickeys. The only part of her that I haven’t yet played with are her breasts, and they have my full attention now.

Iris notices it too, my attention on her boobs that is. She gives me a bliss-filled smirk, raising her brows. "Want me to breastfeed you master."

I nod. "Yes, but not as your master or sir. I want you to breastfeed me, as Lucas. Can you do that for me, Iris?"

As if her face wasn’t already red, she turns ever redder. Her eyes glisten with an untold cuteness, twinkling when she smiles at me—a smile coming from the deepest part of her. It’s like I can see the iceberg that’s been stopping me from confessing all this time crack.

Like Jerald once told me, I’ll know when it’s time, and right now, I feel like we’re getting closer to the day when I finally confess my love to her. I’ve never been so happy and horny during sex before.

"Yes, I’d be glad to feed you, Luke," she replies, wrapping her arms around me.

I shrug. "Want to take this to bed, baby?"

She gives me the expressive smile again, nodding. "I think it’ll be more sexy and comfortable that way."

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