CHAPTER 110: BE A GOOD GIRL

Braelyn’s POV

He knew how to knock the sense out of my head so early in the morning....like what the fuck!!!

..."Be a good girl now and part those lips for my cock, Lynn."

My heart stopped. My breath hitched. I didn’t know whether to slap him... or obey.

He didn’t say it like he was giving me a choice not to have his cock in my mouth, nor was he asking politely. His commanding tone made my lower buds start to ache badly.

Damn ...like fuck it. I didn’t want his cock in my mouth but strangled with my pussy fucking the living daylight from me to the point I wouldn’t regret this moment because of how damn good he fucked me.

My gaze travelled down his chest, which was bare, to his PJ trousers. My hand was stuck inside, squeezing his cock, which, from what I couldn’t feel, was more than enough to knock the living daylight from me if he forced himself in one thrust.

I was wearing just a large, oversized polo; his scent clung to the polo, it swallowed me whole that warm, masculine mix of jasmine and something darker, sharper, like expensive spices crushed under heat.

My nipples turn hard like blades, and I gasp, squeezing him subtly. He hissed his hand grabbing my hair. The sharp pain shot in my skull, but I couldn’t care less.

"Stop staring at me or the only thing that will be fucked won’t be your mouth," he said, raspy, and I swallowed hard.

I met his gaze again, still refusing to let go of his cock. "I want to fucked at other places..." I slowly batted my eyes. He chuckled, his shoulders shook slightly as he found me amusing.

"Don’t run faster than your shadow." He mused but I didn’t care. If my shadow couldn’t catch up that was her damn fault

Lucien’s scent clung to the air around us, to the sheets, to the space between our breaths... to me. The scent curled around my senses and dragged me back into the reality of him hovering over me. He could do whatever he wanted and I wouldn’t stop him

"Were you the one who changed my clothes?" I asked him, my legs pressed together. I didn’t know why I was suddenly excited. He smiled..

"What do you think?" He asked me, those words and the flash of his dimples made the damp break open. I was so damn wet.

My pupils dilated and my breath shook. He read every reaction and enjoyed what he was doing to me. Lucien’s lips nestled under my ear, and he started to kiss me softly there, sucking my skin slowly.

He spoke between the kisses ." I worshipped your body while at it, craving every curve in my head and imagining everything I could do to it," he breathlessly said. I didn’t know if I should be mad or not but one thing was for sure I was turned on more

His body caged mine completely, his bare skin radiating this dangerous heat that made my stomach twist and my breath stumble.

I could feel every inch of him, the weight of his torso over mine, the faint brush of his thigh against my hip, the heavy warmth of his breath ghosting over my neck he was kissing fervently. It was maddening. Every touch sent more chills down my spine

"Be a good girl while I am still being nice." He said reluctantly leaving my neck to stare at me.

His eyes... God, those eyes.

Hazel darkened with something wicked, something hungry, something I had no business wanting. They held me pinned better than his body ever could.

It felt like he was reading every frantic thought, every trembling denial, every shameful desire I kept trying to shove into the deepest corner of myself. There was a command in his gaze, a quiet fire that told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me. Exactly what I felt and he wanted.

His gaze dropped to my lips, lingering there with the kind of hunger that made my legs tighten instinctively. Then he looked back at my eyes, slowly like he was daring me to look away. I wouldn’t dare.

My heartbeat was in complete chaos by now against my ribs as the warmth of his breath slid down my neck and melted into my pulse.

Lucien didn’t touch me, just watched, waiting for my next move. The air between us was already filled with tension and lust. He sat up kneeling on the bed, his legs parted and I could see his length strained within his PJs

He pried my grip from his cock. He didn’t break his gaze as he slowly pulled out that cock. And my dear...I could not breathe at the perfection

It was the first time I was seeing his cock..erect and throbbing leaking from his tip that was coated with precum. He gripped it in his grasp, and it just fell right. I licked my lips and slowly rose up

Under his gaze, I traced the edge of his cock with my eyes. My nipples got more excited and the rest of my body probably felt jealous of my mouth.

My hand wrapped the base close to his balls. I felt him twitch in my grasp. His Adam’s apple bobbled and he grabbed a handful of my hair

I gave him a challenging smirk before lowering my head. My tongue stuck out, flickering his tip before rolling down his length to his balls, before going up again. His grip tightened. I got a tip and bit it. He released a shaky breath his voice shuddered

"Are you going to take me in or continue to play around?" He hissed. I giggled, still staring at his cock that was literally vibrating in my grasp.

"This good girl is taking her precious time," I said before parting my lips, twirling my tongue around his taste his saltiness before taking him in

Lucien groaned and cussed under his breath. "Fuck..." It was his approval and I got bolder. Hollowing my cheek and taking him deeper until I could feel him hit the back of my throat.

I started moving with my hand, supporting, sucking and nibbling him at the tip at times. Popping sounds rang as I continued increasing my pace. He let me have complete liberty as I pushed him to the edge

His groans mixed with the popping sounds, which made me braver.