My Perfect Omega - Chapter 94
Now, just from his words, her body responded first, reaching climax. Thinking about his pheromones and their hypothetical child made her wetter than usual.
Knowing that he was watching this scene excited her to the point of feeling like a pervert. Leila felt a sense of unease, as if her body, which she had believed to be hers, was slipping out of her control, making her breath come in short gasps.
But all that came out were moans filled with excitement.
“Wow, Leila. I can see the water filling up in your pxxsy. You’re really excited…”
Seeing her flushed with excitement, Lucas inserted his middle fingers into her entrance, spreading it wider with four fingers. He wanted to examine the inner parts aroused by him.
“Stop! Stop it!”
Feeling unbearable shame, Leila shouted. She jerked up and tried to wriggle out of his grasp. As she did, her juices gushed out like water. Lucas couldn’t take his eyes off the sight, as if she were urinating.
The wet thighs and calves, the plump bxttxcks revealed under the rolled-up skirt, and her glistening eyes—everything about the scene was incredibly obscene and e****c. Lucas watched intently, like admiring a piece of art, before clapping his hands.
“Huh, Your Grace?”
The sudden applause confused Leila even more. She turned her gaze toward the sound, following the faint light she could see. The clapping stopped.
Then, in a low, gravelly voice, he muttered,
“Every time you look at me properly, it sends shivers down my spine. If you had been able to see me from the beginning, I would have already been devoured by you. You’re such an attractive woman.”
“Huh, ugh…”
If they were an ordinary couple, his words might have moved her, but mixed with his past words, they sounded negative. It was like saying, “It doesn’t matter; you can’t see now anyway.”
With a dazed expression, she stared into the void following the light, only to be lifted suddenly. When a person exceeds their limit, they can’t speak or react.
He carried the suddenly docile Leila into the dressing room. Perhaps because he had looked too closely at her opening, she seemed quite embarrassed. So he thought he would enjoy it alone without her knowing.
Standing in front of the large full-length mirror, he pulled over a single chair and sat in front of it. He loosened his pants and pulled out his swollen cxck, which bounced out and stuck close to his stomach.
He pulled down Leila’s dress, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her white naked body. Her skin was pink, making her look like a ripe peach.
Her pheromone scent was the same as Darjeeling tea, making it impossible not to want to devour her.
Sitting on the chair with his sturdy thighs spread, he lifted Leila onto his lap. As she sat there dazed, he grabbed the base of his cxck and pulled it forward, rubbing the head against her c**t.
“Ah!”
Leila, who hadn’t reacted until now, jerked her hips at the stimulus. Lucas rubbed the head messily against her c**t until her juices flowed like water, then suddenly inserted the tip into her entrance.
The pxxsy, which naturally swallowed the head as if welcoming it, tightened and pulled him in. Feeling like it was being sucked in, Lucas lifted his hips and thrust in.
The feeling of a hot skewer piercing her made Leila tremble as her inner walls opened wide. Her body welcomed him, trembling with pleasure despite her will.
“Ha, Leila…”
Sitting up, his cxck buried inside her to the root. He spread her legs wide, resting them on the armrests, and brought his hands together in front of their joining point.
He traced the sealed connection with his fingertips, savoring her expression and the sight of her pxxsy reflected in the mirror. Just watching might make him climax.
Leila’s current state was unbelievably arousing.
