Chapter 200: Be An Angel For Me

Back at Golden Water Bay...

The second Luca carried Naomi through the front door, her body still pressed tight against his, Raven quietly excused herself and slipped off toward the guest room. She had zero interest in playing third wheel.

The two of them hadn’t seen each other in days, and the air between them already crackled like it might catch fire any second. A couple reunited after that long deserved some space.

Raven was right.

The bedroom door had barely clicked shut before his mouth found hers.

The kiss was hungry, almost desperate... the kind that only comes after too many nights apart.

Naomi didn’t pull away. She melted into him, arms winding around his neck, matching every deep stroke of his tongue with the same intensity. Soft, breathy moans slipped between their kisses, delicate and needy, warming the room with every second.

His hands moved freely. One slid down the curve of her spine while the other cupped the underside of her breast through the thin fabric of her short dress.

She arched into the touch, cheeks already flushing a pretty pink. When she tipped her head back, her misty eyes locked on his, lips parted and glistening.

"Honey..." she whispered, voice thick. "I want you."

That was all it took.

He scooped her up with one arm beneath her thighs and carried her the short distance to the bed, laying her down like she weighed nothing. He followed her onto the mattress, bracing himself over her as their mouths met again in a deeper, wetter kiss. Days of longing poured out between them, tongues sliding, breaths mixing, hearts pounding hard enough to feel through skin.

Her dress was short. His hand slipped beneath the hem without resistance, fingers brushing over the damp fabric of her underwear.

He hooked them and tugged them down her legs in one smooth motion. Her soft protest died the instant his fingers grazed her bare, already slick folds.

"Lu—"

The rest dissolved into a sharp, needy moan as two of his fingers pressed inside her. She was soaked, hot, tight and clenching around him right away.

A smug little smile curved against her mouth as he stroked her slowly, deliberately, watching every flicker of pleasure cross her face.

"What was that?" he murmured, kissing a path from her lips to her chin, then lower to the sensitive skin of her neck. "Didn’t sound like you wanted me to stop."

Her answer was another soft, broken sound as her hips rolled against his hand. Her fingers found the hard bulge straining against his pants. She cupped him through the fabric, eyes widening slightly at the size and heat of him.

"Hmm?" he prompted, voice low.

A breathless little laugh escaped her. "It’s not usually this big..."

"Oh?" He stood just long enough to shove his pants and underwear down. His cock sprang free.

Thick, flushed and heavy... slapping lightly against her cheek as he guided it closer. "Want a closer look?"

Her eyes darkened with open hunger. She shifted onto her knees on the bed while he stood in front of her, the swollen head hovering right in front of her lips.

"Yes please... I want to learn something new from you tonight."

He chuckled, low and dark, and gripped the base of his shaft. "Open wide."

She did...

Eagerly, obediently... tongue out, mouth soft and waiting.

He pushed forward in one steady thrust, sliding over her tongue and straight into the tight heat of her throat. Her eyes watered, but she didn’t pull back. She moaned around him instead, the vibration traveling straight up his cock.

His hand tangled in her hair, holding her steady as he began to fuck her mouth in slow, deep strokes. Wet, filthy sounds filled the room, saliva dripping down her chin, the soft slap of his balls against her skin, her muffled moans growing louder with every thrust.

She took him deeper each time, throat fluttering around him, eyes locked on his face like she never wanted him to stop.

Her free hand slipped between her own thighs, fingers circling her clit as she sucked him. The wetter she got, the more desperately she moaned around his cock. His control frayed fast.

"I’m getting close," he warned, voice rough.

She only looked up at him, eyes glassy and pleading, and hollowed her cheeks harder, clearly wanting him to finish in her mouth.

"Alright," he breathed. "If that’s what you want."

He thrust deeper one last time and came hard, flooding her throat with thick, hot pulses. She swallowed greedily, soft moans vibrating around him as she took every drop.

When he finally pulled free, a thin string of saliva and cum connected her swollen lips to the head of his cock. She licked it away, tongue still out, breathing hard.

"How was it?" he asked, thumb brushing her lower lip.

She swallowed again, voice husky. "Creamy... really creamy." A broken little chuckle escaped her as she looked up at him, cheeks flushed and eyes shining.

"Good," he said. "But we’re not done."

He flipped her onto her hands and knees in one smooth motion, yanked her dress the rest of the way up, and pushed into her from behind in a single deep thrust.

Her moan tore out of her... loud, raw, and completely unrestrained. The sound carried far enough that Raven, down the hall in the guest room, almost certainly heard it.

Naomi immediately grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it, muffling the next desperate cry as he began to fuck her in long, powerful strokes.

The wet slap of skin against skin filled the room. Her pussy clenched around him greedily, still sensitive from her earlier touching and the intensity of the blowjob.

"Embarrassed of the sounds you make?" he teased, leaning over her. One hand slid around her throat, gently but firmly tipping her head back so he could kiss her deeply while he kept thrusting. Her moans poured straight into his mouth.

When he released her, she dropped face-first into the pillow again, body shaking with every hard snap of his hips.

"Lu—Lu-ca... R-Raven can... still hear us—" The words broke apart under the force of his thrusts.

"Really?" He paused just long enough to flip her onto her back, spread her thighs wide, and sink back into her even deeper.

Her cry was louder this time. She tried to hide behind the pillow again, but he yanked it away and pinned her wrists loosely above her head.

"Why are you hiding that pretty face?" he murmured, thrusting slow and deep so she felt every thick inch. "You look so fucking cute when you’re this red."

He shifted the angle, dragging the head of his cock over the spot that made her vision blur. Her nails dug into his shoulders as a sharp, helpless moan ripped out of her.

"Luca... that spot is—"

"Making you make those cute little noises?" He grinned against her mouth and fucked her harder, right there, over and over. "Why wouldn’t I want Raven to hear how good I make my wife feel?"

She could only cling to him, one arm flung over her eyes, the other gripping the sheets as the pleasure built too fast. The wet, rhythmic sound of him driving into her was obscene. Every thrust pushed her closer.

"W-Wait... if you go that fast I’m gonna—"

"Be an angel and cum for me," he ordered, voice rough with his own approaching release. His pace turned relentless.

She shattered with a broken cry, her whole body locking up as the orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy fluttered and clenched around him in hard, pulsing waves, milking him as she came. He followed a few thrusts later, burying himself to the hilt and groaning against her neck as he filled her.

They stayed like that for a long moment.

Sweaty, breathless, still joined... until the aftershocks finally faded. He eventually eased out and rolled onto his side, pulling her into his arms. She curled against his chest, still trembling faintly, one leg draped over his.

Outside the room, the house was quiet again.

But neither of them cared.