Yours, Until Needed
Chapter 102: New Property

Chapter 102: New Property

I basically chortled at his reaction. It was very rare for me to one-up him on anything, so I had to relish this win.

"Aren’t you being too happy?" He said while flicking me on the nose.

I kept trying to purse my lips to hide the smug grin that had been threatening to come out.

"Nope! Everything’s normal."

"Normal?" He asked, his brow raised before he poked my sides, causing me to jump in surprise.

"Now, now, you should stop squirming, little miss," Lucian warned against my ear, his warm breath making me heady with sudden inappropriate thoughts.

"Then stop with the tickling!" I squirmed as he poked my waist again.

Then Lucian steadied me in his arms, only for me to notice something odd.

Wait a moment...Is that what I think it is?

I did stop squirming, but it became more evident. My breath hitched at the feel of his hardness pressing against me. That was definitely his manhood, forming a tent in his pants.

"We’re in public. Are you going to be alright?" I asked him, my voice unconsciously low.

My husband wasn’t just loaded with money; his package was also loaded. How on earth are we supposed to walk back to the car?

"Yeah, just behave a bit." He leaned in closer, hiding his face on top of my head. But I could never help myself when Lucian was like this.

The way he visibly grappled with his emotions ignites me more than I’d like to admit. So, I readjusted against him. Wanting to see more of the face that he’d been trying to hide.

"What happened to ’behaving,’ Eli?" Lucian asked, his hand now resting at the back of my head.

"I am behaving. Isn’t it you who needs the reminder?" He probably really needed it because Lucian’s been tilting my head to face him. I wasn’t sure if he was doing that subconsciously or if he was doing it on purpose. All I know is that I plan on taking whatever he was planning on dishing out.

"How many people are following us?" I looked up at him, a bit dazed as he zoned in on my lips.

"None. I sent them home with Mr. Jim."

"How come?" I murmured.

"Because I’m more than capable of protecting you." It felt like he had to groan that out. And I shivered in his arms.

"Then, are you planning on kissing me?"

"Yeah."

"Then stop dawd—oomph!" Lucian stopped taking his sweet time and just captured my mouth.

We’ve done this so many times, but it never gets old. I still melted as he explored me, his every caress chipping away at my willpower. His kisses were hot and left me tingling, like some addict. And this cold weather wasn’t helping. It only served to highlight my husband’s best qualities.

Tsk.

How unfair.

But it should be fine. He’s mine, anyway.

"Are we going home now?" I asked against his lip, trying to talk while still connected to him.

"No. Too far."

"Huh?"

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Lucian meant it when he said our home was too far. For one, I don’t know how he managed to walk us back to the car at that speed. At one moment, it felt like he was lifting me off the floor to drag me faster.

But that was earlier.

What’s going on now was something I didn’t expect from earlier.

He drove towards a newer subdivision lined with distanced villas. And I had to ask him where we were going.

"One of our private properties. It’s under our names." Lucian just explained this entirely new property that I hadn’t heard about while sounding like he had just bought ice cream from the store.

"Eh?!"

"Are we staying here for tonight?"

"Yes and no," Lucian said as he parked by the garden adorned by manicured trees. It looked a bit eerie at night, with only the dim floor lights illuminating the drop-off area, but he didn’t seem to mind.

"What do you mean?"

"We’re not going in. I haven’t inspected that myself since buying it. You’re not about to stay there when I haven’t assessed its safety."

"Huh? Then what are we doing here?"

"Borrowing the covers and the driveway."

It took a while before I understood, and I gasped at the implication. My back even pressed against the door as he locked all of the doors.

Lucian just leaned towards my seat, his body pressing against me, not even bothering to hide his intentions.

"Here?"

"You’re asking that when you’re practically in heat."

I gasped in surprise as Lucian lifted me before scooting over. My legs ended up straddling him on both sides, and I was flushed with the embarrassment of being called out.

"What heat? I’m not in heat!" And it’s not like he would be able to tell such a thing.

Lucian just stared, his eyes glued to me as he inspected my face and body.

"Eli, you say that because you can’t see what you look like now."

He let out a low growl like he was waiting for the perfect moment to pounce, and my abdomen tightened at that.

"Baby, you look like you’ll cry if I don’t pump you with everything I’ve got," Lucian whispered in my ear. I tried telling him that was utter bullshit, but his fingers just flicked my hard nipple, and I almost came in surprise.

And so he captured my mouth, silencing any possible rebuttals. His hand cupped my breast while the other adjusted the car’s backrest.

"Lucian—" I moaned against his ministrations, my back arching towards his body in a bid for more contact.

And I could feel him smirking as he kissed me.

It was annoying.

Very annoying how I found that to be very cute.

Then Lucian pulled me closer. My center kept brushing against my jeans as he ground me against his thigh. And I had to swallow my moans, deciding to kiss him harder in a bid to try and keep it together.

But Lucian wasn’t planning on cooperating. He tugged on my jeans like they were a hindrance.

"Next time, you should consider free-flowing skirts."

I laughed and chided him, "What, so you can have easy access?"

"Yeah, so I can just take you anytime you want."

"Who wants to be taken?! Ahhh!" I tried scolding him, only for his finger to caress my fold.

He was teasing me, rubbing my folds through my underwear.

"With how wet you are, I can just slide in directly." But he continued rubbing me, my clit experiencing his touch as well as the friction of my panties rubbing against my skin.

And I could only moan against his mouth. Finding it very hard to even retort, so all I could manage was, "are you a dog?"

"Probably. And this dog wants to mark you. But I have to ask for permission."

Huh?

"Since when was that a thing?" I said between panting as his thumb pressed on my clit before circling it again.

"Since I want to pour everything inside you. Let me cum inside, Eli."

His request blindsided me. But his face bore no traces of joking.

Lucian was dead serious.