章 245: | Sharp, Volcanic Edge

𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍 

The man above hated me, but my body didn't know that, didn't realize that the way he was touching me shouldn't cause me pleasure. Despite the roughness of his thrusts, Lucian's fingers on my clit were gentle, and the pleasure intensified, chasing away the darkness. Gasping and panting, I arched up, frantic pleas tearing from my throat, and he pressed harder on my clit, pushing me to that sharp, volcanic edge.

"Come for me, beautiful," he rasped out, lowering his face to my neck, and to my shock, I felt myself peaking. Explosive ecstasy swelled and radiated out to every cell in my body, all of my muscles quivering with sensations as I spasmed around his thick cock.