《Loner Boy》Chapter 14- Turning Tables
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Chapter 14- Turning Tables
Frantic steps could be heard, as Luce tried to run as fast as possible from the terrifying Lara. Her caramel eyes, was wide and crazed.
“Luce! Stop running!” she called out, still chasing after him, with almost inhuman speed.
Luce shook his head in fear and kept on running. ‘Must not look behind’ he cried out in his head.
Lara was chasing him, while carrying maid clothing’s in one hand and a cat ear headband in another.
Suddenly, he tripped and fell on the soft red carpeted floor, instantly Lara, was on top of him, preventing him from running away.
She smiled lewdly at him. “Caught you.” She whispered impishly. Making Luce quiver in fear.
He wriggled under her, deep blue orbs, searching for something he could use as leverage to get away, but he found none.
Lara did not waste any time and started to undress him, he grabbed her hands, attempting to stop her. But Lara surprisingly overpowered him. She pinned both of his hands on top of his head.
“D-Don’t!” Luce cried out helplessly. But his plea for her to stop only seemed to egg her on. She licks her lips seductively, seeing the teary eyed face of Luce.
Lara suddenly stopped, noticing the playful smirk, dancing in Luce sinful lips. Instead of deep blue eyes, what met her was his red orbs.
‘Oh! Shit! He’s awake.” Cursed Lara. She smiled at him awkwardly, taking her hands that was pinning him, and backed off slightly.
Luce smirked and grabbed her dainty naughty hands and pulled her back into him.
“Hey, evening!” she greeted. Trying to be as normal as possible.
Luce did not reply, but instead looked at the maid clothing next to him, crumpled on the floor and the cat ears off to the side.
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He glanced at her, and Lara cast her eyes down, unable to meet his accusing gaze. Luce examined himself and found that the white shirt he was wearing was no more.
“Were we playing a game?” he asked playfully.
“A-ah. Yes!” mumbled Lara, timidly against his naked chest.
“Interesting!” Luce replied in a sinister voice.
Reversing their position and caging Lara underneath him.
Lara looked off to the side, not looking at Luce. Luce eyes glinted, taking in her exposed neck with his eyes. He pressed his lips against her collarbone, playfully biting her.
Without warning he pulled Lara’s white lace tee off, and smile admiring her covered up breast.
“W-what d-do you think, you’re doing?!" stammered Lara. She squealed as she felt Luce hands, travelling up and down her legs sensually. While his lips, were busy nipping the side of her breast, with playful chaste kisses.
“Playing.” he mumbled against her flushed skin.
Lara moaned softly, unable to stop herself. She coiled her hands around his head, as she playfully ruffled his hair.
She writhes under him in pleasure. Her breathe hitched as his elegant hands knead her inner thigh.
“Ahh~ don’t!” she whimpered. Gasping for breath, unable to take his teasing.
“Stand up.” He commanded firmly. Sitting up, allowing her to move.
Lara hesitated, covering her chest with her arms. But eventually complied with her boyfriend’s demand.
“Put this on.” He smirked as handed her the maid clothing.
“I-I can’t, it’s embarrassing.” Mumbled Lara.
“Put it on Lara!” he commanded, kissing her inner thigh, softly, sucking on her exquisite flesh tenderly.
Lara’s knees trembled, as she felt herself growing weak with his ministration.
“Fine!” she said, giving up.
*
“Master! Stop! I’m sorry!” moaned Lara, as she felt Luce hands in contact with her plump ass.
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She found herself on all fours, cuffed to her own bed, dressed in a white and black maid attire, wearing cat ears on top of her head.
Luce was behind her, grinning wickedly. He playfully bites the back of her ear lobe and caress her neck with his tongue pleasingly.
Lara found herself wet with want. Continuing to craved for his touch and dominant handling.
She kenned for more, as Luce fondled her breast roughly.
“I think, you haven’t learned your lesson yet.” He said huskily in her ear.
“I’m sorry.” She whimpered in ecstasy.
“I’m sorry, what!?” he growled, as he brought his hand down on her ass, leaving a red imprint.
“I’m sorry. Master!” she sobbed.
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