Real Heiress: Flash Marriage With Boyfriend's Uncle - Chapter 337

Chapter 337: That badly inside you?
Lucius’s hand glided upward, his fingers tracing the curve of her body. A teasing caress at first, before he began to knead her flesh, drawing soft, breathless moans from her lips.

With ease, he slipped away the last barrier between them. The moment his mouth found her core, a sharp gasp tore from her throat. Sparks of pleasure coursed through her, making her shudder as his tongue worked in tandem with his fingers, coaxing her deeper into bliss.

“A-ahh! Mmh…” Layla’s cries spilled into the air, torn between whimpers and moans, her body trembling beneath his touch.

She saw stars the instant Lucius’s tongue flicked against her sensitive nub, sending a jolt of pleasure surging through her veins.

“Ahh—L-Lucius!” Layla gasped, her thighs trembling as he devoured her with an almost torturous intensity. His fingers joined in the dance, slipping inside her, curling just right to make her toes curl.

She attempted to close her legs instinctively, overwhelmed by the pleasure but Lucius was relentless. His strong hands gripped her thighs, spreading them wider as he feasted on her with the hunger of a predator savoring his prey.

“A-ahh, Lucius!” Layla cried out, her body convulsing. The climax crashed over her like a tidal wave, leaving her breathless and trembling beneath him. He didn’t stop until he had savored every last drop of her release.

Before she could fully recover, Lucius moved up her body, his fingers making quick work of the robe draped over her upper half. With a swift motion, he pulled it off, leaving her completely bare beneath him. His lips followed the path of his hands, pressing lingering kisses from her navel to her stomach, moving upward with agonizing slowness.

A familiar heat coiled in the pit of her stomach, tightening with anticipation. Layla tangled her fingers in his thick, tousled locks, pulling him up to meet her gaze. Without hesitation, she claimed his lips, kissing him deeply as her hands cradled the nape of his neck.

She pulled away just enough to whisper, her breath mingling with his, “Why am I the only one undressed?”

Her eyes, dark with desire, held his as she dragged her left hand down his chest, feeling the taut muscles beneath her fingertips. Lower and lower she went until she reached his belt, her fingers toying with the buckle.

“Undress, Lucius,” she commanded in a sultry tone.

Lucius rose to his knees, his piercing gaze locked onto hers as he began stripping away the layers between them.

One by one, he peeled his clothes from his body, revealing the sculpted perfection of his form. When he was finally bare, Layla’s breath hitched, her eyes drinking in every inch of him.

Propping herself up on her elbows, she leaned forward, pressing a lingering kiss to the center of his chest. The heat of his skin burned against her lips. Her fingers traced the hard planes of his abdomen, trailing over every defined ridge, feeling the way his muscles tensed beneath her soft caress.

Just as she reached lower, a deep growl rumbled in his throat. Before she could react, Lucius seized her wrists in his firm grip.

In one swift motion, he pushed her back onto the mattress, pinning her beneath him. Her hands were locked above her head, restrained by his strong grasp as he hovered over her.

A shiver ran down her spine at the sheer dominance in his eyes, the way his body caged hers effortlessly.

Lucius dipped his head, his lips grazing the delicate skin of her neck before trailing downward. He left a path of open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone, moving lower until he reached her breasts. His tongue flicked over her sensitive flesh, his breath was warm against her skin as he took his time savoring her.

Meanwhile, the hard length of his manhood pressed against her core, teasing her mercilessly.

Layla’s eyes fluttered open, locking onto his heated gaze. Her voice was breathless, laced with desperation. “Why don’t you put it in?”

Lucius smirked, his deep, velvety voice dripping with amusement and hunger. “Do you want me that badly inside you?”

Before she could answer, his lips closed around the peak of her left breast, his tongue swirling as he sucked.

“Ngh… ahh…” Layla moaned, this time louder, her body writhing beneath him once again.

She couldn’t take it anymore. The teasing, the tension—it was driving her insane.

“Please, Lucius,” she pleaded, her voice trembling with need. “Put it in me. Fill me.”

“Not yet,” Lucius murmured, lifting his head just enough to meet her gaze. A knowing smirk curled at his lips before he shifted to her other breast, his mouth claiming the neglected peak with the same attention.

Layla gasped, her moans growing more desperate now, her body writhing beneath him as frustration and pleasure tangled into something overwhelming. She tugged at her restrained wrists, her fingers flexing in a futile attempt to free herself, but his grip was unyielding.

“Lucius… please,” she whimpered, her voice trembling with need.

He watched her every reaction, the way her body trembled beneath him, the way her moans grew sweeter with each passing second. And then, without warning, he thrust into her in one swift motion.

A sharp cry tore from her lips as her back arched, her body stretching to accommodate him.

Lucius finally released her wrists, letting her hands fall freely as his grip moved to her waist. He began rhythmically, taking them to the blissful ecstasy.

She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as their bodies moved in perfect sync. Her nails raked down his back, leaving faint red marks in their wake, a silent plea for more.

A deep groan rumbled in his chest, but instead of responding with more urgency, he pressed a tender kiss to her cheek. His lips then found hers, claiming them once again.

This time, the kiss was softer, filled with something deeper than just passion. Their movements slowed, their smiles intertwining between kisses as they lost themselves in each other.

“I love you,” Layla said with glistening eyes.

“I love you too,” Lucius responded, his own eyes mirroring the same emotions as Layla’s.

And then, together, they shattered—pleasure crashing over them as they reached their climax, their bodies trembling in unison.

Breathless, Lucius finally collapsed beside her, pulling her close as they lay tangled in the warmth of each other.

His lips found the top of her head as he kissed it and found her closing her eyes slowly.