Warning: Explicit mature sexual content. 😎😏

Once their lips found each other again, the fire cackled dangerously. Not getting enough of him, she tugged at the suit jacket, removing it and he helped her pull it off his arms. His shirt followed next. She ran her fingers from his shoulders down to his chest, loving the feel of the chiseled bronze chest rippling through. She traced the narrow faint line of hair that trailed from under his ribcage to his six pack abdomen and disappeared into the length of his pants. She reached for his fly and he instinctively caught her searching fingers, stopping her.

He broke the kiss, pausing to look into her eyes filled with lust. "Later," he promised through ragged breath. Then he took over.

Reaching behind to cup her bottom, he squeezed it hard rippling a moan from her lips. He gave her a boost as she jumped up slightly, wrapping her legs around his hips. He trailed kisses all over her face, tasting her, loving the feel of her in his arms. He let his kiss move down to her throat, nibbling at the flesh, leaving love bites along the path he traced. He squeezed her bottoms harder and completely aroused, she rocked her hips, grinding it against his. He threw back his head as a wave of pleasure coursed through him. This was lethal!

Slowly, before he lost control, he guided them to the bed depositing them gently on the soft mattress. She was squirming under him, completely aroused. His mouth found hers and he resumed his kisses. Eagerly, his hands reached to her belly, tugging her top off. She helped him pull it off her head to show the sexy black lacy bra she was wearing. He reached for her jeans, pulling them off too, revealing a matching black thong of the same material. He grinned at her lying beneath him as had always loved his women in sexy lingerie and Sara was no exception.

He trailed kisses from her lips, to her jaw, along her throat, to her shoulders, taking it down to the swell of her breasts in their confines. He nibbled on the soft flesh, kissing it before reaching behind her to unhook it. Once, they were free, he flung it across the room, satisfied at seeing her naked breasts staring back at him. He smiled like a child who was handed a lollipop, bending to take the right nipple in his mouth.

She arched off the bed, a moan escaping her lips. His smile widened when he realized her breasts were still her weak points. He sucked hungrily, causing a succession of moans to scramble out of her swollen, parted lips. He transferred his attention to the other breast, repaying the same process while using his hands to massage the other one. She arched her hips off the bed, pushing at his shoulders, fighting to escape the sweet torture.

"Please," she gasped, trying to not get swept away by the waves of pleasure that demanded she come along with them. He didn't listen though but continued his assaults on her tender breasts. She arched her whole body off the bed immediately as her first orgasm for the night hit her strongly, dragging a scream from her throat. Lucas stopped his kisses to watch her body tremble as a result. Her eyes were tightly shut, her lips parted and her breathing shallow.

He pulled himself up hovering over her as he kissed her lips again, mumbling. "I'm glad some things never change."

She didn't have a comeback for that, choosing instead to wrap her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.

"Now, lets get this party started," he mumbled with a sly look on his face and a cloud of confusion overtook her. Only momentarily before he kissed her again distracting her from his true intentions.

He broke the kiss, allowing her swollen lips time to rest, and trailed butterfly kisses slowly down her body towards her hip line. He reached his fingers into her panties and tugged them off her hips, past her slender legs and out. He grinned in absolute delight at her surprised stare before getting into business.

She closed her eyes automatically when his lips went lower, silently praising herself for having shaved down there. He kissed her belly, caressing the faint line there which forced her eyes to open but he didn't notice, his thoughts locked on the evidence of the little bundle of joy they had made together. He didn't dwell on it though, the smell of her arousal would not allow for such frivolities.

He kissed her folded parts then, sticking his tongue into her moist entrance. Her eyes clamped shut compulsorily off their own freewill at the sensation. Getting encouraged, he flicked his tongue over her bud in a rhythmic pattern, causing moans to get past her mouth freely. Loving this, he pushed in a long finger to increase the effect and she started to pull away, squirming, trying to escape the sweet torture.

He used his left hand to hold her steady, clearly bent on giving her pleasure, and possibly leading her to another peak. She grabbed fistful of the sheets, moaning and writhing in protest. It had been so long she received this kind of pleasure from him, and realizing her body never forgot how it felt doubled the wave of pleasure that threatened to take her away but she would not give in easily. She bit her teeth in attempts to fight it.

"Please, stop," she cried out but he ignored her and continued his sensual ministrations, turning deaf ears to her pleas. It became obvious soon enough that he wouldn't stop until she came.

Her breaths came in shorts and she started to see stars. There was no way she could win this, of that she was certain, so when she reached the brink of her control, she let go completely.

He inserted another finger in her and that was her undoing. She arched her hips off the bed as a result before slamming her thighs together as she convulsed, screaming out her passion. He watched her body tremble in effect for a few minutes before climbing over her to kiss her lips.

"I'm glad you liked it," he murmured against her lips. She didn't reply, choosing to punish him exactly the way he deserved.

She trailed her fingers from his face, down his chest and to his abdomen pausing knowingly at his hips. With a knowing glint in her eyes, she unzipped his fly, pushing her hands into his pants. She felt his bulge and smiled, stroking him. He groaned into her mouth, allowing her to take control. Which she gladly did.

She reached out and pulled the pants off of his waist. Noticing that his kisses were distracting her, she secured her legs around his hips and pushed him down on the bed, emerging on top. She grinned at him when his brain caught knowledge of what she had done. Now in charge, she tugged his pants and his boxers off, freeing his aroused flesh. He was hot and ready.

"Seems that some things never change," she repeated his words to him with a knowing smirk.

He grinned mischievously with a wink at his member. "What can I say? He remembers you."

She shook her head to stifle her laughter and went to work. She started with his lips, loving the feel, as she remembered seducing him. She tore her mouth from his hungry ones and nibbled along his lips. Then his jaw and then to his ever sensitive ears.

"That is not fair," he rasped when she bit it lightly, causing a moan to escape his lips.

"Says the one who made me cum from having his fun with my breasts," she replied smugly, nibbling at his earlobe. His eyes rolled into his head when she transferred her kisses to his other earlobe.

Letting him off for the meantime, she continued her journey down to his chest, his ribs, to his abdomen and his stomach. Pausing to watch his reaction, she trailed her fingers down his length, licking her lips in anticipation. She opened her mouth and slowly took him in, gauging how much of him she could handle. Setting her range, she began to move her mouth up and down his flesh. His eyes shut and his lips parted slightly, a moan leaving easily as he watched her work on his length.

She was getting good at this, he thought wildly, or perhaps it was because it had been long he had actually had sex with her, the drunken night not being counted. When she removed her lips from his flesh to stroke him did he realize he was about to lose control. Without warning, he bent down instantly and pulled her quickly on top him to straddle him. She started to grin mischievously when she noticed the reason behind his action.

"You liked it too much, didn't you?" She asked, licking her lips and moving her hips slowly atop his swollen flesh.

"Yes, but I'll rather cum inside you than not," he said, reaching to pull out the packet of condom in his pants pockets.

She watched him tear open the foil and holding his gaze, helped him roll it down his length. She smiled when he kissed her lips, silently thanking her for the help. Then taking her lips again, he took over. He turned them over, with her beneath him. He reached for her legs, wrapping it around his hips as he trailed kisses all over her body. She was squirming under him, ready for his possession. Slowly, his fingers found her sweetness, and gently he guided himself inside her.

She arched her hips apart involuntarily, accommodating him. Then he began to move. Slowly at first, until he found a rhythm they both tuned in to. He glided slowly, watching her eyes. She held his eyes for a few seconds before pleasure began to build and she closed them and parted her lips in a gasp. As her waves began to increase, so did his, taking them together to the height. She bit her lips to stifle her moans, but he wasn't having any of it when he kissed her lips passionately, nibbling at it and forced it open. A moan jumped out, startling her. He smiled, moving deeply inside her. Her peak came first, squeezing at his length as she screamed out. Her screech was his undoing, and he reached his peak instantaneously, spilling hot fluid inside her. Her body trembled in the aftermaths of pleasure, and he dropped kisses along her lips, jaws and eyes to regain his breath.

Slowly, she came back to earth as he slipped out from her, removing the rubber and tying it. Then he climbed out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. He threw the refuse in the dustbin and washed his hands. When he was done, he strolled back into the room, to find Sara snuggled up in the sheets. She almost always fell asleep right after a heavy sex. A flicker of smile touched his lips as he climbed into bed next to her.

Gathering up her tired body into his, he pushed his head to rest it on her shoulder, breathing in her scent. Just before he drifted off to sleep, he murmured close to her ears.

"I love you, Sara."

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There is really no need for the end of chapter Author's note. And those of you that read this chapter but are underaged, I know all of you. I will report you individually to the sanctioning committee once I can. You know yourself 😒😞

Ummm, this is awkward. Do we need a comment here?

I just wanted to ask, do men always carry condoms in their pockets? Lucas had one and I wanted to be sure. 😳🙎

Randomly, thank you for voting 😍😙