Chapter 380: Passionate**

The room was dark except for a thin stripe of candle light ignited on the side.

The house was mostly silent other than a single room where the only sound arose wet and slow.

The sound of a woman trying to please a man.

She knelt between his thighs, eyes shut, hair falling forward over one shoulder.

*Slurp* *Mm*

Her mouth was already slick. She licked from the base up, then flattened her tongue and pulled it down the full length in one long, greedy stroke.

"Fuck." Luke grinned, clearly enjoying her devotion.

Saliva shone on him. The head of his cock bumped her lower lip and she hummed, the vibration traveling straight into him.

Her breasts hung heavy as she leaned in. They pressed together and formed a deep valley that brushed the inside of his thigh with every shift of her weight.

Warm and flushed skin. The faint scent of her soap mixed with the sharper smell of him.

The wet sound filled the quiet room. Her lips parted around the ridge just below the head, as she took him slightly, her lips parting more and more around his length.

Luke’s hand found the back of her head. He didn’t push. He just rested there, feeling the heat of the inside of her and the way her tongue worked.

Thea’s eyes stayed closed. She licked him like she was memorizing the shape, like the dark room and the bed and the wet noise were the only things that existed.

Her right hand slid up and wrapped around the base.

She squeezed once, then started to stroke him in time with her mouth. Short, wet pulls. Her lips stayed shallow, kissing the head, then dragging down an inch and coming back up with a soft pop.

*Slurp.*

She kissed the underside. Then the vein that ran along the top. Then the ridge just under the head, lingering there with the flat of her tongue while her fist worked the rest of him in slow, slick twists.

Luke’s breath caught.

"God, just like that."

His fingers tightened in her hair, just holding on. His hips twitched once and he forced them still.

Thea hummed again. The sound went through her lips and into his skin. She kissed the tip, then licked a slow circle around it, collecting the wetness that had gathered there.

Her hand never stopped. Up. Down. Wet sound over wet sound.

Candlelight caught the shine on her mouth and the valley of her breasts as she leaned closer.

She took him a little deeper this time, only the first few inches, and let her lips seal around him while her fist pumped the rest.

Luke’s head dropped back against the pillow.

"Fuck, Thea." His voice was low and throaty. "You’re going to kill me like this."

She smiled around him without opening her eyes and slowly removed his length from her mouth.

Luke took a deep breath and watched her slowly lift her dress, revealing her naked pussy in full view.

Bushy but glistening with juices.

She didn’t take his permission to climb atop.

While still lifting her dress, she slowly began to grind her twat against his length.

The first drag was long and wet. Her folds parted around him and slid from base to tip, leaving a slick stripe down his cock.

She rolled her hips and came back the other way, slower, pressing down so the head of him caught against her clit.

"Ahm!" She moaned, and bit her lip. The sight alone was quite erotic in his eyes.

Luke’s hands found her waist. He held her there, thumbs resting in the soft dip above her hips, and let her move.

"Woman."His voice came out thinner than before. "You’re soaked."

Thea only hummed. She kept the dress bunched at her waist and rocked again.

Forward. Back. The wet sound of her cunt dragging over him filled the candlelit room. Her bush scratched lightly against his skin. Every pass smeared more of her across his length until he was shining with her.

"Am I doing it right? Does it please you?" She asked her eyes drunken.

Luke appreciated her with a light slap to her bubbly butt, "Don’t stop."

She shifted her angle and ground down harder. The head of his cock slipped between her lips and rode along her opening without going in.

She stayed there a moment, panting, then pulled back and did it again.

Luke’s grip tightened on her waist. He didn’t lift her or push her. He just held on and watched her use him.

Then she lifted her hips, slow and shaking, and caught the hem of her dress in her teeth.

The fabric stretched across her flushed face. With one hand she reached down and guided him, pressing the thick, wet head of his cock against her entrance.

She was dripping. The first push made her slit part around him with a soft, filthy sound.

"Nngh..."

The moan stayed trapped behind the dress. Her cheeks burned.

The fat head of him stretched her open and she froze halfway down, thighs trembling, walls already clamping around the intrusion like they wanted to pull him deeper and push him out at the same time.

Luke’s hands locked on her waist.

He groaned, low and rough. "If you keep teasing me like that—"

"Aah!"

The cry tore out of her as he drove his hips up and buried the rest of himself in one hard, wet thrust.

Her body took all of him. The sudden fullness punched the air from her lungs. Her walls fluttered and seized around his girth, every inch of her stretched and packed.

The dress slipped from her teeth and fell against her chest. An incoherent sound spilled from her mouth as the orgasm hit her all at once.

Her cunt clenched down on him in tight, helpless pulses. Her thighs shook. Juices spilled around the place where they were joined and ran down his shaft.

Luke held her there, fully seated, feeling every spasm milk him.

"How do you feel?"

Thea could only tremble and gasp, stuffed to the hilt, for a few seconds.

Then she slowly lifted her head.

"I... just..."

Whatever she meant to say died in her throat. She swallowed and pushed the words out, voice small and wrecked.

"Don’t stop. Keep going. I know you want to."

Luke hummed against her hair. "You sure you can take it?"

Thea’s smile was faint. She answered him the only way that mattered. Her inner walls clenched down around his cock, tight and greedy.

That was enough.

Luke was already too far gone to stop. He grabbed the front of her dress and tore it straight down the middle. The fabric gave with a sharp rip.

Her breasts spilled free. The torn halves fell open around her hips and left her completely bare, ass full and round in his hands.

He gripped her there. Then he lifted her until only the head of him stayed inside.

Thea pressed her cheek to his chest. She could feel him throbbing against her stretched entrance. Anticipation coiled low in her belly.

Then he dropped her.

*Thwack.*

"Aaanngh!"

His hips slammed up at the same time. His cock punched all the way through her cunt in one brutal, wet stroke.

The impact clapped skin on skin. Her walls were forced wide around him again, still fluttering from the last orgasm, now stuffed full with no warning.

Luke held her down on him for a second, breathing hard.

Then he lifted her and did it again.

*Thwack.*

Thea’s cry broke into a moan. Her nails dug into his shoulders. Every thrust drove him to the root and sent a wet smack through the dark room.

Her torn dress hung off her arms. Her ass bounced in his grip. She stayed plastered to his chest and took it, dripping down his shaft each time he buried himself inside her.

Luke didn’t ease off.

The wet clap of skin filled the room. His cock punched to the hilt again and again, dragging out of her soaked cunt only to drive straight back in.

*Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.*

Thea clung to his chest and took it. Each thrust knocked a broken sound out of her. Her breasts slapped against him. Her ass bounced in his hands. Juices ran down his shaft and smeared across his hips.

"Fuck, Thea...you are way too tight."

His voice was raw now. He planted his feet and fucked up into her harder. Short, vicious strokes. The bed creaked.

Candlelight jumped across her bare back and the place where his cock disappeared inside her.

Thea’s walls started to flutter.

"Luke... I’m—"

"I know." He gripped her tighter and snapped his hips up. "Come with me. Now."

He buried himself to the root and stayed there, grinding, then slammed up twice more.

The last thrust punched a cry out of her. Her cunt seized around him in hard, milking pulses. The orgasm ripped through her and she shook on his cock, dripping, clenching, gasping against his chest.

Luke cursed and followed her over. His hips jerked. He came deep, pumping into her in thick, hot spurts while her walls kept squeezing him through it.

He held her down on every pulse, filling her until it leaked out around the base of his cock and ran down his balls.

They stayed locked together, panting, the wet sound of their bodies still hanging in the dark room.

Luke, in the corner of his eyes suddenly saw the notification,

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He didn’t read further as the woman slid down his stomach and took his length in her mouth.

Well, better pay attention to the lady.