Page 8 of Saved By A Dark Billionaire
"Shit, I'm cumming!" I yelled as my center tightened against his finger inside me. The waves of my pleasure coursed through my body as Lucas licked me clean. I knew he wasn't done with me and, frankly, I didn’t want him to be.
He pulled me off the island, picking me up by the ass, and carrying me to his couch. It seems we'll be fucking all over this apartment. I watched him take his white shirt off, showing me those beautiful tattoos and chiseled abs again. He leaned over me, kissing me, making me taste myself. He pulled the straps of my dress off my arms, sliding it down my body so it was now scrunched together over my stomach. I hadn't had a bra on, so Lucas could suck at the hardened bud of my nipple instantly. The pleasure I felt was so intense I involuntarily arched my back, pushing my breasts further into his mouth.
"God," I moaned.
"Not God, darling, Lucas." He licked my neck.
I rolled my eyes at his statement, making him let out a singular laugh. Without a second thought, he stood up, removing his pants and boxers, leaving them on the floor. He stared at me with a smirk as he connected the thick head of his shaft to my entrance. He drove deep inside me with a swift, powerful thrust. The suddenness took me by surprise, making me let out a loud yell in surprise. He thrust into me quickly, causing our skin to slap loudly against each other. We filled the room with a sensual soundscape of my moans and his grunts. I got close quickly as he played with my clit with his thumb while he thrusted in me.
"Don't stop, Lucas!" I moaned as I reached my peak, cumming over his dick this time. He turned me around on the couch, inserting himself back inside me from behind.I'm going to be sore tomorrow.
Lucas kept his promise of fucking me all throughout the night. My body was sore and my legs had forgotten how to work. I needed to get up and pee, but I wasn't sure I could. Lucas laid beside me in all his naked glory with his arm over my waist.He's so damn handsome.
My eyes watched him for a moment before my need to pee outweighed the fear of not being able to walk. I reluctantly got out of the warm bed, heading to the bathroom. I was still very much naked myself, but I didn't mind walking across his room like this. He had seen it all last night. I did my business, finally feeling relieved. After I washed my hands and face, I stared at myself in the mirror, seeing my body littered with purple hickeys.When did he do that?There were so many! There was no hiding them. I sighed, opening the door to see Lucas sitting up on the bed, leaning back against the headboard. He gave me that sexy ass smirk of his as I approached him.
"Hey Luke, we need to talk." Leo opened Lucas' door, surprising us all. I screamed, running back inside the bathroom, feeling absolutely mortified he had seen me fully naked.
"I'm so sorry!" Leo yelled quickly, closing the door with a surprised slam. I groaned, covering my face with my hands as if it could help erase what had happened.
"You can come back out now. He's gone," Lucas laughed at me from the bed.
"Not funny," I scolded him as I opened the door.
My eyes scanned the room for my dress, but remembered it was in the living room with my underwear in the kitchen. I went for Lucas' clothes, grabbing one of his larger t-shirts and sliding it on. I didn't ask, because fuck him for not making sure the door was locked.
"I like the way my shirt looks on you." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
"Don't start. I don't think I can handle any more of you," I warned him, holding a finger up. I searched the room for my phone, but it was nowhere in sight. Lucas laughed again, finding everything so amusing this morning. He got up, getting boxers and a pair of sweats on. I was thankful he left his shirt off, leaving me something delicious to look at. We both exited the room, me with pinker tinted cheeks than before. Leo was sitting on the couch where we'd fucked three of the seven times last night. I swallowed nervously as I scanned the room for my dress.
"What'd you wanna talk about, Leo?" Lucas asked, heading for the kitchen. He started a pot of coffee. "Rose." He called me by his made up nickname, tossing my underwear to me out in the open. He had no shame, and it was embarrassing me to no end. I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks as my blush deepened. Leo watched the exchange too, his cheeks slightly pink with embarrassment as well. I went back to the room to place my underwear on while I tried to hear what Leo was telling Lucas.
"I wish you would have told me she was here. I wouldn't have barged in," Leo scolded Lucas.
"That's not what you came for. What's up?" Lucas asked him.
"I was going to ask you to leave her alone, but I'm too late." Leo sighed.Is he talking about me?
"Why?" Lucas asked.
"We'll talk about it later."
I stepped out of the room right as my phone rang. I heard it ringing in the living room where Leo was, but I didn't see it. Leo moved, showing my phone had fallen between the couch cushions. Julius' name was flashing across the screen, causing me to groan in agitation.
"Everything okay?" Leo asked, concerned.
"Yup, just dandy." I couldn't look him in the eye, still embarrassed about him seeing me naked. Lucas had come up behind me without me noticing, grabbing my phone and seeing the name. Since Leo cloned my phone, Julius' contact picture still showed him and I together. I hadn't changed it yet, not giving much thought to it. Lucas furrowed his brow before he answered the damn thing. I went to grab it, but he held it out of reach, leaning back away from me.
"Hello?" He answered, making my stomach somersault inside me. I looked at Leo for the first time as if asking for help, but he shrugged his shoulders. I rolled my eyes, turning back to Lucas, raising a brow at him as I held my hand out for him to hand me the phone. "Yeah, hold on. She's right here."
He handed me the cellphone with a cheeky grin, winking at me like it was all fun and games. My hands were getting clammy knowing Julius would ask me a million and one questions now. None of which I want to answer, or should have to.
"Hello?" I held the phone to my ear.
"What the fuck, Liv! Who was that?" The anger in his voice was clear, even through the phone. I could picture the face he was making, having seen it countless times throughout our relationship.
"It’s none of your concern," I snapped at him.
"The hell it isn't. You're my girl."
