My Perfect Omega - Chapter 81
As he looked down at her, moving his hips fluidly, he whispered like a devil.
“Is there something you want?”
Lucas already knew that Leila clung to him more during s-x. As if trying to fill a void in her heart, she spread her legs wide to accommodate him, holding onto him tightly, wanting him to go deeper.
And whenever he forcefully thrust his tongue between her parted lips, she quickly reached her climax. While her body was easy, her heart was not.
He knew that while she clung to him during s-x, by morning, she would act as if nothing had happened and distance herself. It had been like that since they first became intimate.
Thinking back, it was always him who made the first move. Lucas, who had never felt the need to please a woman in his life, had his pride hurt. So, he moved his hips in a circular motion, tormenting her insides with his cxck, and asked again.
“There are things you need to express with words, just like now.”
With each rotation of his cxck, her insides made wet sounds as her juices flowed, trickling down his s***t. Being sensitive to sound, her legs trembled at the noise.
He intentionally grabbed her ankles and spread them to the limit, pressing down to lift her hips slightly, making it easier to thrust deeper.
“Nng, haah, ah!”
With his rapid thrusts, Leila’s mind went blank, making it impossible for her to answer. Desperately trying to hold on, she reached up, pressing her palms against the wall to stabilize her wildly shaking body.
With her body somewhat stabilized, his thrusts became even more forceful. The sound of their wet, sloppy union grew louder with each powerful thrust.
Even as he demanded an answer from her, the rising pleasure consumed him, making him focus solely on his thrusts. He relentlessly pounded her deepest part, her cervix.
As his cxck reshaped her insides, Leila quickly reached her climax, her slender legs stretching out.
“Aah, ngh…”
Unable to scream or even breathe properly, she tightened around his cxck with all her might. Her body froze momentarily, and the only sound was his heavy breathing above her.
“Damn…”
Lucas was surprised he hadn’t come earlier. The intense pressure she exerted on his cxck was stronger than if she had been gripping it with her hands. Overwhelmed, he released his seed forcefully.
Feeling humiliated, he bit down hard on her delicate ankle.
“Ouch!”
The brief pain made her squirm, finally exhaling a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.
“Ahh!”
Caught in the overwhelming aftershocks of her xrgxsm, she scratched at his arm with her fingertips. The multiple bursts of pleasure seemed to consume her entirely, and she spread her arms wide.
Tears more transparent than gla*s beads rolled down her jewel-like eyes. Unable to tear his gaze away, Lucas spoke through his labored breaths.
“Tell me what you want.”
“…Please, stop.”
Finally hearing the response he wanted, Lucas twisted his lips into a smirk and leaned into her arms. She clung to him eagerly. Moments like this gave him a satisfaction beyond words.
“This might become a habit.”
He muttered quietly, then wrapped his arms around her waist and stood up. Supporting her effortlessly with one arm, he said,
“Could you help me take off my shirt?”
Unlike her, he was still fully dressed. Holding her with one hand, he used the other to pull down his trousers. With trembling hands, Leila slowly managed to unbutton and remove his shirt.
The sensation of skin against skin brought immense comfort. Leila stroked his arm and then hugged him tightly. Resting her head on his shoulder, she wrapped her legs around his waist.
“To think you’d act like this…”
Gripping her a*s firmly, he grumbled as if displeased but was secretly delighted by how she clung to him. Standing up, he began thrusting again.
With each upward thrust, the s***n he had spilled inside her started to trickle out. The wet, obscene sounds grew louder.
Leila didn’t mind these moments when she could feel him with all her remaining senses except for sight.
No, that was a lie. She loved it.
