Saving My Childhood Friend Through... Questionable Means... - Chapter 14
Seeing Lucas like this stirred a strange feeling in Seria. For a fleeting moment, she felt as though they weren’t just friends but lovers sharing an intimate connection.
As she took a deep breath to calm herself, her tense body slowly relaxed, allowing their union to deepen further.
Lucas gently kissed her small foot before resting it on his shoulder. After taking several deep breaths, he suddenly thrust his hips forward with force. The thick length that had barely been inside drove deep, carving a path to her innermost depths. With that single motion, their bodies fit together completely.
Seria’s face contorted in pain as the sudden stretch and pressure left her gasping.
“Ah! It hurts, ahh… ngh.”
The tight walls of her entrance clenched around Lucas’s s***t, squeezing it so firmly that his face also tensed in discomfort.
“Ugh, hnn… relax a little. It’s… too tight inside…”
“Ugh… ahh, okay, I’ll try… haah.”
The coarse hair at the base of his length rubbed against her sensitive skin, adding to their shared tension. Both of their bodies trembled from the unfamiliar sensations.
Struggling to collect her thoughts through the haze of pain, Seria lowered her gaze to Lucas’s face. Like her, he was drenched in sweat, his expression a mix of strain and something deeper.
His large hands fumbled on the bed for support, his broad chest rising and falling with quickened breaths. Seria noticed his face was flushed, just as hers was, and realized he was just as nervous as she was.
With her arms draped over her eyes, Seria let out a shaky, breathy voice.
“This… feels… strange…”
“Haah, yeah… it feels strange for me too.”
Lucas agreed, his voice filled with emotion. Just days ago, neither of them could have imagined that they would be in this position. It was surreal, this intimacy that defied everything they’d known.
Seria could feel his arousal pulsating hotly inside her, and she knew he could feel the same tension from her body. Holding himself steady with his hands on either side of her, Lucas took a deep breath and leaned down, his lips brushing against her skin.
He began kissing her trembling stomach, moving upward slowly. His lips lingered on the soft curve of her underbust, where he paused for a moment. His mouth explored the supple skin, warm and damp, until it found its mark—her sensitive, swollen peak. He took it into his mouth, suckling gently as his hips began to move again.
“Ahh, hnn… oh, ahh, ngh!”
“Huff… haah…”
The overwhelming sensation of his thick length pressing against her inner walls made Seria cry out. Lucas started with slow, deliberate movements, pulling out until only the tip remained before pushing back in to the hilt. With each thrust, her walls clenched and quivered, reacting to the fullness that stretched her completely.
Initially slow and cautious, his rhythm began to quicken as her body adjusted, the tightness giving way to slick warmth.
“Ugh…”
Lucas focused entirely on the sensation of being inside her, his mind consumed by the heat and tightness gripping him. It was unlike anything he had imagined. Even as he moved, he craved to go deeper, overwhelmed by an unfamiliar, primal instinct.
“Haah… ngh…”
As a first-timer, the intensity of the stimulation threatened to overwhelm him. He bit his lip, holding back the urge to finish too soon. Though he had resisted this situation at first, now that they were connected, he was entirely lost in the act.
After pausing briefly to regain his composure, he resumed thrusting. His movements became stronger and faster as the snug walls of her entrance welcomed him, coated with slick arousal.
“Ah, Lucas… slower, please… ahh!”
Each time he pulled out, his s***t glistened with her fluids, and every thrust sent more of it spilling down her thighs. As he continued, her walls grew softer, adjusting to his size and pulsing as if to pull him deeper.
“Wait, ah, no… it’s too much… hnn…”
“Haah, ngh…”
Lucas’s powerful thrusts pushed Seria’s small body upward with each movement. Her head lightly bumped against the headboard with each thrust, her soft gasps filling the air.
Sweat dripped from Lucas’s body as he held her close, focused entirely on the rhythm of their bodies coming together.
At first, he had been unable to feel aroused at the thought of being with an unknown woman. But as soon as he realized it was Seria, everything changed.
He couldn’t understand why. Seria had always been his friend—someone he never thought of as a woman. Or at least, he thought he didn’t. But seeing her bare, her body exposed and her hands on him, had ignited something in him that he couldn’t ignore.
The thought of her touching him, the way her body moved beneath his—everything about her consumed him. He had tried to restrain himself, but the moment he saw the vulnerable, teary look in her eyes, he lost control. All rational thought disappeared, replaced by an overwhelming desire to claim her completely.
