《FIFTEEN SHADES》Chapter Twenty Two: SB Lingerie
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, today is the day of the date!
Oh.My.God!
I'm both excited and scared, me going on a date with Lucy!
This was the last thing I expected. How do i act? What do i say? What would he say? How do i respond to him?
I don't need to do all these! Come on I didn't think all this all the other times we were together.
So i just need to stop and relax! I grab my detox juice and take a hug gulp walking into my dressing room.
I decided on my outfit then go to the front of my vanity to do my face. I do the rest of my skincare routine, do my lashes and brush my brows and define it.
I put my hair in a ponytail then twist it in two long sections in my face then curl the tips.
I go to get dress.
"You like me?"
Urghhh I'm such a fool letting that slip out, what is wrong with me! He makes me sort of out of control!
"Fuck Foxie i need you" "I need to be inside of you"
Fücking stop!!!
"Fuck i love your tits, i think about fücking them with my cock and making you cum with my mouth"
Oh my God
"Let me fûck your pussy Foxie, I'll make you feel so fücking good"
I squeeze my thighs together my whole body consuming with heat.
Oh God! How does be rule my head even though he's so far away! God!
I go to my closet room through the connected door from my dressing room and go to the bags space and select a small purse, I'm still tense, sexually fustrated and flustered!
Calm calm control right now Aya! Come on.
I go back to my dressing room and start to put my card, two lip glosses, a small perfume, and other necessities into a the bag I selected.
I close my eyes and start to breath evenly, trying desperately to calm myself then i grin wide!
Fuck you Lucy for driving me crazy and also making me fücking giddy.
I hear the doorcom emit.
Who the heck is here? I told Jer i was sleeping in, there is no way I'm letting him know about the date!
He'll kill both Lucy and i.
I grab a robe, then fish out the remote and walk to the foyer.
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Some of my security guards are here, the glass door slides open and Lucy steps in all his glory.
My mouth drop open in shock and awe, God this man is beautiful. He's dressed in all black again, his signature turtle neck with overall coat and dress pants.
His hair in a bun, diamond dog tags and a thin cuban.
I can smell him from here.
The guards excuses us. He smirks watching my embarrassing expression
My cheeks flame and I close my mouth straighting my shoulders "What are you doing here?" I ask clearing my throat, looking to my feet for small composure, then crossing my arm under my breast and meeting his eyes again.
His eyes trail with my movements, staying extra long on my chest, he shift from his feet then looks at me, and smirks.
He looks furtive and wicked. I don't trust that smirk.
"I was in your estate" He says casually like that's all there's is to it.
"Of course you were" I smile and shrug, "You just happened to....."
He starts to walk towards me, my heart pounds so the whole state can to hear it, i feel the quiver rack my body, slowly and move to my vigina making me clench.
He's in my face, his body heat evelopes me whole. He stares at me with vehement and such power and intensity, i feel like im drowning.
My lips part of their own accord and I completely forgot what it is i wanted to say.
Say something! Say something you shrimp!
"Foxie..." He breathes in my face, sending a full flush all through my body and making me pulse. He breathes that fücking nickname out his mouth like its a treasure. Like its sacred or something.
It weakens me. It always does
His palm frame my face, so softly. My cheeks reddened some more, goosebumps follow through and encompasses my whole body.
I visibly start shaking
"L-Lucy what...,?"
He drops his lips to mine.
Oh my- oh Jesus! Oh lord.
My eyes close as a sweet hum leaves my throat from his tastes. He tastes like sin and heaven Jesus!
He's kissing me like im enough yet he's insatiable, my brain immediately goes muddy and whole body charges with electricity.
He pushes his hand into my robe, branding my hip, spreading his fingers then squeezes. My whole body sets aflame.
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His hand move to my ass check, kneading on the skin and flushing me to him. I strain against him. Wanting more needing more.
I throw my hand around his shoulder, going on my tippy toes then push my hand on his neck. He tilts his neck, changing the angle of the kiss and plunging his tongue into my mouth.
I moan into his mouth, absolutely loving his forbidden tastes.
I dare myself and trail one hand down his chest and strokes his rigid hard length through his slacks, feeling how hard i made him making my own püssy flush some more.
He pulls his lips way and thrust against my hand. His hand squeezes on my ass check.
He drop his face into my neck and groans "Foxie fuck, you're going to kill me" He breathes darkly into my neck.
Making my wetness drip down my thighs, I whimper trembling and flustered in need.
"I want to fuck you so hard, foxie" His teeth nips on the flesh, i know he's marking me again.
His hand pulls at the knot of my robe, in jerky but precise movements. He runs his eyes quickly down my body, tugging on the soft lace, then cups my breast roughly sucking hard.
"Fuck you wore the lingerie, how the hell do you wear a spongebob lingerie and still drive me crazy" He breathe on my breast tugging on my now hard wet nipple then sucks hard again.
I feel something in my brain shatter "O-oh my God, Lucy" I grab onto his biceps, gasping and moaning.
He hoist me up and backs me against a wall, his mouth still sucking on my breast.
I pull at his hair band and run my hand through his curls. My body starts trembling hard for more.
I wish he'd touch me in my püssy and just soothe this ache there. I so unbelievably wet i think going to die from it.
"Lucy please" I moan in a almost broken scream.
"Please what, foxie tell me" He pulls his mouth away kissing on the swells of my breast.
My face flame because I don't have the slightest idea how to say it.
"Don't get shy on my foxie tell me" He breathes darkly into my face, pressing his lower body in between my thighs, it burns in the sweets way, my body begs for more.
I still whimper as the blush continues to torment my face.
"You want me to make you feel good in your püssy don't you?" He massages on my breast watching me with forest green eyes then send me over and over the edge and leaves me withering in pleasures
I bit my lip hard nodding in response
"Like this?" He ask grinding his hard hardnes on my püssy, and squeezing on my breast.
The sensitivity and pleasure makes me buck, my eyes almost roll back snd I know i would fall on my face if it wasn't for him holding me against the way.
I moan loud again nodding yes.
He continues to thrust hard pushing me up against the wall, then kissing me hard in the process.
My moan comes out with each thrust into his mouth, my wetness smearing down my ass. I grip hard on his hair, as the unbelievably sweets friction devours my body whole.
Oh God! How I want him to fûck me so hard, in this ungodly position and brain damaging pace.
He pinches on my nipples hard making my eyes go almost light out and my body stiffens then starts shaking so hard.
He pulls back then bites on my chin, thrusting his thumb in my mouth and watching me come apart continuing his viscous thrust.
His eyes send me down a blissful turnel as he brings my body to it peak.
I'm still visible shaking even after he slows then stops and him watching me like that makes me feel so self conscious and embarrassed by my body needs and how out of control he makes me.
He sets me down after long minutes of shaking like a leaf. His hand stroke on the few strands that left my ponytail making my body break in shivers from the light careful touch.
He smirks noticing my reaction to him "I don't know how to get you out of my head Foxie" He whispers so lowly and yet so darkly it a miracle i heard
I gasp softly, my heart pounds so fücking hard from the proximity and intensity.
"We're going to be late common" He switches back to playful then smacks my ass making me yelp
This- this bïtch!!
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