Saving My Childhood Friend Through... Questionable Means... - Chapter 46
“Ah, uh, ah! Stop, ah!”
“Seria, did you enjoy it? I made you feel good, so now… you need to save my life.”
Lucas unfastened his pants and pulled out his member. The tip, swollen and slick with pre-c*m from his prior arousal, glistened as he prepared himself. He pressed Seria’s hands against the desk, bent her over, and spread her b******s before slowly sliding himself against her.
As his thumb toyed with her wet opening, he asked playfully,
“Can I put it in right away? You just came, so it looks perfectly ready for me.”
“Why are you even asking… just—ah! Hnngh!”
Seria’s complaint was interrupted as her lips parted in a gasp. Lucas had granted her unspoken wish, plunging his length inside her in a single, decisive motion.
The linen curtains rustled lightly, likely due to a slightly open window, and a refreshing breeze teased her skin. The violet eyes narrowed against the sunlight spilling through the curtains, but any lingering focus quickly dissolved as Lucas began to move inside her.
His hard, throbbing length slid in and out of her slickened entrance at an unhurried pace, leaving no part of her untouched.
“Ah… ah, Seria. Ah, you feel amazing,” Lucas groaned.
“Ugh, there—ah, uh…!”
The blunt head of his e******n sought out her most sensitive spots, sending shocks of pleasure through her body. Without realizing it, she tilted her hips back, as though begging for more.
Lucas, as if answering her plea, gripped her waist softly and began moving his hips faster. The lewd, wet sound of their bodies joining filled the space, echoing off the sturdy walls. When he thrust all the way to the root, his voice cracked with a groan,
“Ah, this… this is too much. Seria, you’re going to kill me. This is unreal… ugh.”
“Ah, ah… it’s too… deep! Slow down—ugh!”
Seria’s strained voice seemed to plead for reprieve, but there was no such word in Lucas’s vocabulary. He had long since abandoned restraint, throwing his self-control aside along with his conscience when he first acted on his desire for her.
Instead, her protests seemed to fuel him further. He wrapped his arms around her small frame and drove into her with even greater force. The impact reverberated through her soft b******s, now flushed a deep red, as her body was repeatedly pushed forward, helpless against his relentless power.
The sturdy desk beneath her trembled from their vigorous motions, while Lucas’s hips slapped against her skin with harsh, resounding smacks. Seeing Seria’s body shudder and her resolve visibly waver, Lucas leaned in close, his hot breath tickling her ear as he murmured,
“Just hold on a little longer. I’ll finish soon.”
“What kind of… ugh, ah—ahh, stop, please!”
Seria tried to raise her voice in protest, but her body betrayed her. Her inner walls clenched instinctively, greedily gripping him in rhythm with his every movement.
Her body’s clear response drove Lucas into a frenzy.
“God, Seria… I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop. It feels… it feels too good,” he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure.
The intense suction from her trembling insides spurred Lucas on. He thrust deeply and steadily, his speed building to a fever pitch. The sturdy desk groaned under the weight of his powerful strokes.
Unable to resist, he leaned forward and pressed a fervent kiss to the back of her neck. The warmth of his breath on her skin was almost unbearable as he pounded harder, faster.
“Ah—ah, yes! Mmngh!”
“Ha, ngh.”
With a final, deep thrust, Lucas buried himself to the hilt. As Seria’s vision blurred into white from her climax, Lucas groaned low in his throat and held her firmly, spilling himself deep inside her.
“Haa… huu…”
His hips twitched, releasing the last drops of his seed into her. Lucas eventually stilled, pulling back just enough to kiss the nape of her neck with a deep, lingering tenderness before withdrawing from her.
The emptiness left behind was almost painful for Seria, who felt her walls pulse and clench as if begging him to return. A trail of his release seeped out, sliding down her trembling thighs.
Lucas, momentarily mesmerized by the sight of his essence marking her body, let a fleeting sense of satisfaction wash over him. To him, it felt like he had staked his claim.
It wasn’t until Seria’s dazed expression caught his attention that he snapped back to reality. Quietly, he took a handkerchief and cleaned her up, his movements surprisingly gentle.
“Seria, wake up. Come on, snap out of it,” Lucas urged, lightly shaking her shoulder.
“Huh? Oh, yeah…”
Seria slowly straightened her posture and stumbled toward the door. Her steps faltered, but she managed to leave the office without looking back.
Though she hadn’t said a word, the weight of their actions sat heavily on her shoulders. As she returned to her room, her emotions swirled in a confusing storm.
Collapsing onto her bed, she stared at the ceiling, unable to piece her thoughts together.
