Convincing her

"No more, Lucas," Jen moaned, but her fingers raked through his hair in encouragement. She was approaching her fourth orgasm. He did not even give her a chance to breathe in between, so she became more sensitive with each orgasm she experienced.

Lucas was holding her thighs apart and had his head buried between them. He remembered how he had almost succumbed to her for the third time in the living room as he had gotten carried away by her charms once more and had forgotten about the wine bottle he had been holding.

He had finished the wine in one go and carried her to the bedroom in one go. Jen was only able to flounder around while giggling as she tried to find her sense of balance from the sudden feeling of weightlessness.

When they got to the bedroom, Jen was tossed on the bed and without even the opportunity to compose herself, Lucas buried his head between her legs. She came almost immediately after his tongue made contact with her wet folds.

She had been kept on edge and had remained in a constant state of arousal as she was toying around with Lucas. Now that he was finally being serious, she became helpless against his efforts.

After the second and third time, Jen felt completely boneless and was even starting to feel numb. But this man did not stop at all, nor did he give her a break. Now that she was approaching another orgasm, she felt that if he continued after this, she might end up losing her soul.

Lucas was not only exacting revenge but also recovering from what she had put him through. She was saying no more, but she was actively grinding herself against him. It was very contradictory behaviour. 

"Ah~ Lucas~" she moaned as she arched her back and her thighs trembled. Lucas could already feel her tighten around his fingers and became impatient as well. So just when that explosive sensation was about to fill her, Lucas stopped and knelt between her legs.

"No, don't stop," Jen said weakly and Lucas chuckled at her expression. He lifted both her legs and placed them on his shoulders before his member penetrated. Jen's body shook at the sudden fullness she felt.

Lucas leaned forward, almost folding her body in half, and kissed her open lips that had been gasping for air as she felt like she had been filled to the brim. When Lucas moved his waist, a trembling moan escaped her lips as her eyes became watery. Was it okay for her to feel this good? 

Jen found herself in the middle of another orgasm after a few thrusts and a rather long moan escaped her lips. She was so carried away that she forgot to breathe and was silent for a while.

Lucas looked at Jen whose face had become flushed as her body trembled, felt a sense of satisfaction. Although she was wrapped so tightly around his member that he could barely move, he did not stop his actions.

"Jen, baby, breath," Lucas reminded when he noticed that her face was getting even more flushed as the seconds passed. Jen finally registered his words and took a deep breath, her eyes watering as a shaky moan escaped her lips once more. 

"You look so beautiful," Lucas said as he tenderly kissed her cheek and Jen felt her heart shake from his words. She doubted that she actually looked beautiful because of how wanton she was being, but from the look in his eyes, he meant every word. That was why she chose to believe him.

"We should… take a break," Jen said as she panted. She had just come down from her high and had recovered some of her rationality, even though she was still drunk.

"Are you tired? I'm just starting and you want to stop?" Lucas asked her as he kissed down her neck. Jen leaned her head sideways to give him more room to manoeuvre, and Lucas smiled. 

"Just five minutes, no, two minutes," Jen said, trying to coax him. The only response she received was a low chuckle from Lucas, together with the strong thrusting of his hips. He reached out behind her and undid her bra, the cups coming loose. He watched with heated eyes at the vaguely covered nipples.

"Two minutes?" he asked and let go of one of Jen's legs. Jen was so weak from pleasure, so she just let her leg fall on the bed. This position ended up being even more intense as her legs were almost split at a 180-degree angle. 

"Take them off," Lucas said as he finally lifted his weight off of her so she could remove the robe that was slipping down her arms and her bra. Jen looked at him in confusion and Lucas released her other leg before wrapping an arm around her waist and lifting her so she was on his lap.

"Take them off," Lucas said as he kissed her bare shoulder. Jen who had suddenly received a few moments of reprieve cooperated with him and took off the robe and the bra that had already been falling off. Lucas immediately took a nipple into his mouth after her upper body was completely laid bare to him.

Jen hugged his head and pushed her chest forward in encouragement. Lucas held her waist in place and started thrusting upwards into her. Jen who had gotten a few seconds to breathe felt like her breath was pushed out of her every time he thrust into her.

Not long after, Lucas could already feel that she was getting close to having another orgasm and his movements sped up. Just when she was at the brink of another orgasm, Lucas released her breast to look at her. Just in time to witness her eyes roll to the back of her head and a hoarse moan escape her lips as she threw her head back.

Her hands loosely hung behind his neck as her body shook from the intense pleasure. This time a few tears rolled down her cheeks just from how intense everything felt. Lucas held on to her tightly so she wouldn't fall backwards, and Jen buried her face in his neck as she continued to receive his thrusts.

"Oh~ Lucas, oh my god~ oh~ Lucas," Jen moaned and was barely coherent and at some point, her moans turned into sobs. Lucas laid her back down on the bed and resumed the normal missionary position as he pulled away from her tight clinging so he could kiss her.

"What's wrong, did I hurt you?" Lucas asked as he noticed the tears did not stop. Jen shook her head because she could not gather enough brain cells to remember how to speak.

"Should we stop? You're still crying," Lucas said as he wiped her wet cheeks with his thumb.

"No… good," Jen mumbled incoherently. If he was concerned, shouldn't he at least stop and ask? Why was he asking while making her feel so good?

"Hm?" Lucas asked as he hadn't heard her.

"Don't stop, it feels too good," Jen said as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"That's good to hear," Lucas said and kissed her once more.