So not one inch then.
I saw a whole bunch of them appear and disappear as his hand slid up and down his shaft at a leisurely pace, the head an angry red.
“Fuck!”
I jumped when his hands slammed down on the steering wheel, his cock twitching from lack of attention. My hand slid over, but he shook his head sharply.
“I’m out of fucking control. I don’t know what it is. I’ve been off at work, distracted since the moment you messaged.” He shot me a sidelong long, one that was both searing hot as well as searching. “There’s something about you.” He frowned slightly, then shook his head. “Don’t touch me on the ride home. I’m on a hair trigger, ready to blow.” The steering wheel creaked as his grip tightened. “Just keep touching that pussy and sliding your fingers into my mouth.”
“The whole way home?” I asked with a blink.
He shot me a rakish smile, complete with plenty of fang.
“Please? Please, Sage, let me taste your sweet pussy all the way home until we get to my elevator. Then I’ll be helping myself.”
“In the elevator?” I yelped, but my focus shifted as he grabbed my hand and pushed it back towards my cunt. “What if someone sees?”
“I own the whole damn building,” he said as he started the car. “No one gets in my elevator without my permission.”
5
“You didn’t tell me you owned a building,” I said as Lucien’s hand went around mine and then used it to drag me out of the car. We appeared to be in some kind of underground carpark, but there were few cars and no one else here. I was forced to carry my shoes with the pace he was setting, dragging us over to the elevator, where the doors opened the moment he punched in a code.
“Doesn’t matter,” he replied, then pushed me inside.
He was on me the minute we got into the lift, pressing me against the stainless steel wall, his hands going to my face before he forced one down to punch in our destination. This building had a lot of floors, and we were going to the top.
“But—”
He silenced me with a punishing kiss, one that was open-mouthed and hungry. I could feel his fangs nipping at me as he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth. Any questions I had were quickly shoved to one side as I pushed my hands under his jacket, raking my fingers across the chest beneath. Dear god, his body was like iron and so damn big, I felt like a dainty little flower by comparison. That primal feeling, of being overpowered and overwhelmed, had me moaning into his mouth until he pulled back.
“I can tell you everything,” he said. “I can email you a goddamn brochure if you like, outlining everything I do, but…” He frowned slightly. “I don’t want to, but I will, if that makes you feel comfortable.”
I panted, sucking in breaths and trying to think clearly before reaching into my bag for my phone and then handing it to him.
“Message this number the address,” I said, opening up a new message to Nikki. “I told my friend I’d let her know where I was, just in case.”
He smiled slowly and then took over, tapping out an address and then hitting send.
“That’s enough for you?” I nodded. “Well, it’s not enough for me.” His voice had taken a dark turn again, his body a great wall of muscle, casting a shadow over me as he pressed closer. A kiss was bestowed upon my lips, then another, before he dropped lower. “We’re still doing as I said.” He went down on his knees, even as the floors ticked by on the screen. “When we get to my place, I’m gonna take my time and savour you, but right now?”
He groaned as he pressed his face between my legs. At first, I could just feel his nose press through the slick satin, his hot breath filtering through, but then he jerked the fabric down, over my thighs and down my legs, before retrieving it and shoving it into his pocket.
“We just need to take the edge off, right, baby?”
Any answer I might have had was driven out of me at the first swipe of his tongue.
Some guys really liked eating pussy. It wasn’t a chore completed in exchange for you sucking their dick, nor a necessary step ticked off to get them to pound town. No, these boys took their time. Their tongues slid alll over you, finding every sensitive spot and then lapping at it furiously. They sucked on your clit with long, slow moments, shoving their fingers up inside you and then licking them clean, slurping up your slick. Lucien did all of that and more. I was a moaning, gasping, mess right now, clinging to his head, fighting the urge to shove him away or push his face deeper.
Deeper won. My hips began to twitch, and he moaned his response to that, his tongue flicking faster, harder, while two fingers were pushed up inside me, then a third, for just that hint of a pinch, thrusting, thrusting until… My eyes flicked open, and I caught a panoramic view of the city beyond through the window in the elevator as I came apart. One pant, two, and then it all came cascading down.
“Mm…”I let out a feline little purr as arms went around me, my brain not even registering I was being picked up until the doors opened. “Lucien…” I complained muzzily. “I’m too heavy.”
“You’re damn near perfect, if you ask me,” he said as he laid me down on the bed.
I said something to the same effect as he stood back, removing his cufflinks, then tossing them onto his dresser, the jacket being thrown onto a nearby armchair. The belt was removed, then the shirt, my teeth sinking down into my lips as that chest was revealed. He was all muscle, great big slabs of it packed heavily over his massive frame, and my eyes traced the shapes of each one, following the dark happy trail down.
“See something you like, beta?” he asked, smoothing his hand over his cobblestone abs.