world we created, paul lahote

Chapter 29

The living room was a cosy mess, with Chinese takeout scattered across the coffee table like a colourful buffet. The remnants of General Tso's chicken, sweet and sour pork, and steamed dumplings mingled together, tempting any passerby with their delicious aroma. The sound of an action movie played softly on the TV, providing a familiar background noise. Paul sat comfortably on the couch, his attention fixated on something far more captivating than the on-screen explosions. Lucia was situated between his legs, lips swallowing his cock like the good girl she was.

Her soft moans reverberated through his cock as she pleasures him, her tongue lapping around his shaft in a slow, sensual rhythm. A satisfied hum escapes his throat, his hands fitting the throw pillows beside him. He couldn't form a single thought in his mind; all his focus was on the feeling of her lips around his cock. He forces his eyes on her no matter how much he wants to close them and surrender to the moment, taking in her dark gaze. Even though it portrayed that of innocence, it was that of a siren, deriving pleasure from the expressions that fell across his face.

She felt his hands run through her hair, guiding her head as she sucked on him like a lollipop. She took in the sight of his abs and chest flexing as he moved, the muscles rippling beneath his skin, grunts and groans falling from his lips.

As she continues, soft moans escape him, and he can't help but buck his hips, which she holds down with her forearm, her thumb caressing the skin of his hip. He reaches out to leave his fingers in her hair, his eyes half-closed, giving him a slightly dazed expression that Lucia drinks in. He was oh so enthralled by the sight before him and he couldn't look away. She hums around him, focusing her attention on the tip, circling her tongue before prodding the slit.

Without warning, Paul pulls her off his dick and lifts her to her feet, stripping her of her clothing and having her beneath him. Lucia pouts at this, squirming in his grip. "I wasn't done, Paul!"

"I can't wait anymore," Paul admits, his voice dripping with desire for her. His hand moved between their bodies, finding her slick cunt. His fingers circle her clit, dark eyes watching all playfulness vanish from her face as arousal replaces it. She grinds against his fingers, slow and deliberate and he can't help the smirk that pulls at his lips. "You look so beautiful like this, sweetheart. So wet for me."

He leans down and connects their lips as his fingers slip inside her, swallowing the moan that escapes her. Their tongues meet, erotic and wet. He dominates her with ease, his tongue exploring her mouth. As he pumps his fingers inside of her, Lucia grows restless, wanting nothing more than for him to fill her up with his thick, long cock.

"Paul, please..." she whines softly and he draws his fingers from her, pulling back from her entirely. He sits on his knees between her thighs, dragging his cock from her clit to her slit before pushing into her in a fluid motion. Lucia's toes curl on the sofa, her head falling back, exposing her neck to him. She can feel his hands glide up her sides, the warmth of his touch sending a pleasant shiver through her, igniting that familiar heat that spreads across her skin.

Paul began to thrust into her, brushing his cock against the walls of her pussy in a way that quelled her mind and left her boneless. She moaned as she clung to him, her nails dragging red tracks down his back that healed as quickly as they came. Paul groaned in her ear at the feeling, relishing in the delightful burn that spread across his shoulders. She felt warm and snug and she clung to his member oh so deliciously.

Paul's greedy hands found her breasts, fondling her ample busy before taking one of the mounds into his mouth while his hand messaged the other. Lucia couldn't form a single coherent thought or word, intelligible nonsense flowing from her parted lips. She could see stars spinning behind her eyelids, unable to comprehend just how he managed to fill every space inside her.