Saving My Childhood Friend Through... Questionable Means... - Chapter 45
Lucas ignored Seria’s weak protests and pulled down the neckline of her dress. There was still a pile of paperwork waiting for him, but that didn’t matter.
Right now, having Seria was far more urgent.
And this was all her fault. He had been working diligently, but she just had to bring up the topic of s*x, riling him up and making him hard.
It was already difficult to concentrate with her body lingering in his thoughts, but now that she was right in front of him, he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He had already gotten her promise to continue, so there was no need to restrain himself.
Pressed tightly against her back, Lucas let out a low chuckle. His large hand reached out to grasp her soft, supple b****t, kneading it firmly. Her slender back trembled faintly against his chest. As her faint, breathy moans tickled his ears, Lucas’s breathing grew heavier.
“Turn around.”
“What are you—uh, ah!”
Pulling down her dress completely, Lucas bent his head and took her pink n****e into his mouth. With sunlight pouring through the gaps in the curtains, the bright office illuminated Seria’s beautiful, exposed body, heightening his arousal.
His tongue circled the tender peak rapidly, and her small hand reflexively reached up to grasp his blond hair, trying to pull him away. But Lucas wasn’t one to stop. He sucked harder, as though savoring the sweetness that seemed to pour into his mouth.
Though Seria was the one being teased, Lucas himself felt an intoxicating rush of pleasure.
“Ah, stop… What if someone comes in!”
“It’s fine. No one’s coming. And even if they do, the door’s locked.”
Lucas replied nonchalantly, still speaking with the n****e in his mouth. As if to prove his point, he roughly pushed up her skirt. His eager hands, which had been busy stroking her smooth thighs, slipped between them without hesitation.
The moment his fingers touched her sensitive spot, a moan escaped Seria’s lips.
“Ah, Lucas… deeper… someone might hear us in the hallway… uh.”
Lucas stayed silent, focusing on his movements. Oddly enough, the risk of someone overhearing them made his excitement soar. Of course, if Seria knew what was going through his mind, she’d undoubtedly scold him—but the thrill of doing something so dangerous was irresistible.
After a while, Lucas finally pulled away from her chest.
“Haa…”
The n****e, wet and glossy from his saliva, now shone with an even deeper shade of pink. His teeth had left faint marks on her pale skin, a declaration that this part of her belonged to him. Lucas felt an odd sense of pride as he stared at his handiwork.
Raising her flushed face, he cupped her chin, a teasing smile curling his lips. Meanwhile, his other hand still rested on the thin fabric of her underwear.
“Look, you’re already so wet.”
“Ah, stop saying weird things…”
“I’ll put it in quickly. Seems like it’s been waiting for me. See? You’re soaked.”
As his long fingers pressed gently against the center of her panties, Seria’s face flushed a deep red. Could they really be doing this in an office? What if someone outside was listening? She nervously glanced at the door, straining her ears for any sound of movement.
Fortunately, there was nothing but silence outside.
While Seria’s attention was elsewhere, Lucas exhaled a hot breath and roughly yanked her underwear down to her thighs.
Without a moment’s hesitation, he dropped to his knees, burying his face between her legs.
“Wait, not there—uh, ah, hng…”
The warm, slick feel of his tongue teasing her folds sent shivers through her body. She instinctively tried to push him away, gripping his blond head, but the more she resisted, the bolder his movements became.
“Ah, stop… The dress…”
“Haa… Spread your legs more. It’ll be easier for me…”
Lucas’s lips teased her soft skin as he coaxed her. Cornered, with no way to escape, Seria reluctantly gave in, trembling under his ministrations.
“It’s too bright… uh… Ah, mm…”
Lucas hooked her underwear, which were still clinging to her thighs, and pulled them all the way down to her ankles. His large hands spread her legs further apart as his head tilted slightly to the side. Using his thumb, he parted her swollen folds and ran his tongue along the glistening inner flesh.
“Open wider.”
“No way, uh, ah…”
Embarrassed by his words, Seria feebly protested, but Lucas gently urged her on.
“I just want to make you feel better. Come on, quickly.”
“Ah, seriously…”
Giving in, Seria hesitantly widened her stance. The swollen opening of her core glistened with clear fluids that dripped down her thighs. As his tongue movements grew more intense, Seria’s cries of pleasure echoed louder. When his tongue finally flicked rapidly over her sensitive nub, a sharp wave of ecstasy washed over her, and her head tilted back involuntarily.
In the brightly lit office, with her legs spread apart and Lucas kneeling between them, Seria felt the tension in her body snap as she reached her peak.
