บท 111: Her True Self

Valentina gazed up at Lucian through hooded eyes, her body thrumming with desire. She knew there was no turning back now. She wanted him, needed him, with every fiber of her being.

"Don't stop," she breathed, reaching up to tangle her fingers in his dark hair. "I want you, Lucian. All of you."

With a groan of surrender, Lucian captured her lips in a searing kiss as his fingers delved deeper, stroking and caressing her most intimate places until she was writhing beneath him, desperate for more.

Tearing his mouth from hers, he blazed a trail of hot kisses down her throat and across her collarbone as he pushed the thin straps of her bra off her shoulders, baring her breasts to his hungry gaze.

"Exquisite," he murmured before taking one rosy peak into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud until Valentina cried out in pleasure, arching her back to press herself more fully against him.