Lunar Legacy: Rise Of The Beastlord
Chapter 224: Penelope’s Touch*
The air was filled with desire, an intense feeling of lust and hunger. Penelope and Jayden were lost in each other's warmth, kissing and caressing each other like it was the one thing they've wanted most in life.
Penelope's hands were everywhere, tracing the line of Jayden's jaw, delving into his hair, pulling him deeper into the kiss until he felt dizzy with the need for air. Her mouth was a revelation, tasting of secrets and unspoken promises, her tongue a velvet tease that ignited every nerve ending. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs noᴠelfire.net
Jayden, still new to this fervent passion, responded with an instinctive hunger, his hands gripping her waist, pulling her closer until no space remained between them. He could feel the soft, yielding curve of her hips against his, the warmth of her thighs brushing his, and the sheer silk of her nightgown, now impossibly thin, seemed to melt against her skin, offering tantalizing glimpses of the treasures beneath.
After some time, Penelope broke the kiss with a soft gasp, her forehead resting against his, their breaths mingling in the charged air. Her eyes, still heavy-lidded with desire, searched his, their depths holding a mix of powerful emotions.
"You felt that, didn't you?" she whispered, her voice husky, a low vibration that thrummed through him. "My heart and my body wants you… all of you. Do you want me?"
Jayden mind was on autopilot, his thoughts controlled solely by desire. He could only nod, mute with overwhelming sensation. His heart was a drum against his ribs, his body humming with an electric current.
Penelope giggled. A slow, sensual smile spread across her lips. "Good." She took his hand, her fingers intertwining with his, and then, with a gentle push, she led him backward.
Jayden stumbled slightly, still in a daze, until the back of his knees met the edge of his bed. She pressed him down softly, his body sinking into the mattress, and then, with an elegant, unhurried movement, she straddled his lap.
The crimson silk of her nightgown pooled around her, revealing the full, tantalizing length of her legs. Her thighs, smooth and warm, settled on either side of his, the intimate contact sending a fresh wave of heat through him. He could feel the soft, intoxicating pressure of her femininity against him, even through the layers of their clothing. Her hands moved to his chest, her fingers tracing the simple cotton of his T-shirt, a slow, deliberate caress that spoke volumes.
"My sweet Jayden," she murmured, her eyes never leaving his. Her thumbs brushed over the hard nubs of his nipples, and Jayden gasped, a shiver running through him. She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear, and whispered, "Since you've been such a good boy… I think it's time I rewarded you."
Jayden's eyes widened, reflecting the raw, undeniable lust that had begun to consume him. He wanted her, desperately. Every fiber of his being screamed for her touch, her taste, the full, unbridled force of her passion.
Penelope's fingers began to unbutton his pajama top, a slow, deliberate act that heightened the tension. Each button gave way with a soft click, revealing more of his chest, his skin flushed and eager beneath her touch. When the last button was undone, she peeled the cotton back, exposing his torso to the cool air, then her warm hands. She lingered, her palms flattening against his chest, feeling the frantic beat of his heart. Her eyes, dark and heavy, dropped to his aroused state, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
"I'm glad you want me, Jayden. Cause I want you too," she purred, her voice a low, seductive rumble that vibrated through him. "So… are you ready?"
Jayden's breath hitched. This was it. The experience he'd dreamt about. Only this time it wasn't a dream. It was very real. And it was happening.
He was going to lose his virginity.
Jayden mind was reeling. He was going through multiple feelings all at once. Anxiety. Excitement. And most of all, desire.
And unlike his intimate moments with Tasha and Jessica, this was different. It was primal. Hungrier. Lustful.
His breath came in short, desperate rags, as his dick begged to be released. He had made up his mind at this point that he wouldn't stop Penelope. He was going to have sex with her.
And in response to her question, Jayden nodded. Giving Penelope the approval she needed.
A grin spread across her face as she leaned down, her lips brushing against his collarbone, then lower, trailing a path of fire across his chest.
"Mmm.."
Jayden arched into her touch, a whimper escaping his lips as she took his nipple into her mouth, suckling gently, teasing it with her tongue. Sensations he had never known before exploded within him, a delicious agony that transcended mere pleasure.
His hands, as if developing a mind of their own, found their way to the hem of her nightgown. He tentatively, almost reverently, slid his fingers beneath the silk, feeling the smooth, warm skin of her inner thighs. Her gasp, soft and breathless, encouraged him. He moved higher, his thumbs brushing against the soft down of her pubic mound, eliciting another soft moan from her.
Penelope pulled back slightly, her eyes glittering. "Easy, love," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "We have all night." She leaned down again, this time to his mouth, her kiss slow and deep, her tongue seeking and conquering his. It was a kiss that promised everything, a taste of the raw, unbridled passion that was about to unfold.
As their lips tangled, her hands moved to the thin straps of her nightgown. With a practiced ease, she shrugged them off her shoulders, letting the crimson silk fall in a shimmering cascade around her waist, revealing her full, exquisite breasts.
Jayden's breath hitched. They were perfect, high and full, tipped with aroused nipples that beckoned him.
He reached for them on instinct, his fingers trembling, his thumbs brushing against the soft peaks.
"Ahh.."
Penelope gasped, a delicious sound, and arched into his touch. Her face was flushed, her eyes half-closed, a picture of pure, unadulterated desire.
"Take them, Jayden," she whispered, her voice urgent now. "Touch me."