"Stop laughing," Celine complained when Lucian refused to cease his cackling. She had her arm hooked around his, and was shaking him back and forth. "You should have told me that you two knew each other."
"I'm so sorry!" Lucian tried to apologise, but it wasn't working with how mirthful his tone was.
She watched as his face crinkled, his lips curling upwards to flash his white teeth. She tugged him down, planting a kiss on his warm cheek.
He widened his eyes in surprise, but then they narrowed and turned heated. He quickly darted his gaze around them. When he was sure the alleyway was empty, he gave her a swift but chaste kiss in return.
"Mmm," she held his head to keep him there as she opened her mouth, licking his bottom lip, "I want you."
He licked her back, causing her to let out a little pant. A tilt of his head allowed him to deepen the kiss, pushing his tongue into her welcoming mouth. The sound they were making was wet, and they weren't being very subtle.
He pulled away, leading her further down the alleyway, entering a shop with the bell of the door ringing.
"Welco—" the staff member started, before recognizing the owner of the store.
Lucian pressed his pointer against his lips, shushing the worker with a quieting gesture. The staff nodded as he led Celine up the stairs that would take them to the second floor, the office room of the shop.
When they were in, he shut the door behind them and picked her up, slamming her against it as he took a deep kiss from her.
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"Mm...hah...ngh..."
She was holding onto him, palming his chest as her mouth moved with his. She had started it, but she wanted him to finish it. She was already beginning to squirm at the idea of his hands on her, touching her body.
"Hm? Mmmngh..."
Lucian carried her toward his desk, plopping her bottom on the edge of it, forcing her to open her thighs so he could rest between them. His kisses continued to travel over her, moving down the side of her face and along her throat.
She let out a small laugh, feeling joy at having her body worshipped by him, "You're a little excited."
Lucian lifted her dress to her hips, moving his head down, lifting her leg to kiss at her ankle. Then he started moving higher, brushing his lips over the arch of her foot, and the curve of her calf, "You started it."
"It's not like you would ever sway," she closed her eyes, arching her back at the feeling of him moving higher and higher.
He was kneeling now, his head hidden under her skirt, but she could feel his breath over her thigh. When he kissed her, she felt a pool of desire swirl in the crux of her legs, her body reacting to him.
She gasped and shivered when she felt his tongue run over her folds. Her legs were spread wide, her arms reaching back to hold the desk. Her head fell back limply, "Hnn....ah..."
Lucian lost himself in the taste of her, his hands reaching up to spread her lower lips apart. His tongue rolled against the pinkened flesh, feeling the wetness that was seeping from her. He was growing harder by the minute, his erection pressing painfully against the seam of his breeches.
He removed her shoes from her, letting her feet slip in between his legs to press against the hardness of him. She kneaded him, using her toes to cup him.
He groaned in delight, his eyes rolling into the back of his skull. He pushed his face harder against her, making sure his tongue was slipping over her swollen clit.
Her toe tugged at his belt buckle. He quickly removed his belt so she could continue to tease him. He sighed. The simple act of her touching him had him ready to burst.
"Hmm...mm," he groaned into her, letting his pleasure be known.
"Hah...hngh."
Her toes traced his tip, her middle one stroking the sensitive skin. He let out a grunt of surprise when she started to rub his penis slit.
"Celine...hmm..." He gave a harsh suck, his cheeks hollowing around her clit to show her his displeasure at being so distracted. He heard her gasp loudly, her body arching.
She pulled her skirt up to watch him, to see his head move beneath her skirts with her lidded eyes. Her hair was in disarray, her lips were parted. "You're teasing me."
"I love teasing you," he kissed her sensitive clit. 'But I think I'm torturing myself more.'
He grunted, trying to ignore the way her toes were kneading him. She was squeezing him hard, then rolling up to stroke him, before going back to squeezing him. The act was small, but it was sending a sharp coil of pleasure to his spine.
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