The Duke's Passion

Chapter 717 Morning exercise

<nullb>[ WARNING: THE CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION. ]

Samael opened his eyes when the sun from the window hit his face. A subtle smile instantly appeared on his face as his eyes fell on Lilou, sleeping soundlessly in his embrace. Last night was a night both of them didn't plan, but it had happened.

"Morning." His voice was coarse, planting a kiss on her head. He sniffed the scent of her soft hazel locks, smiling broader. Lilou moaned and adjusted, but she was still too tired to wake up. So, Samael simply didn't move anymore, burying his nose in her hair.

His hand on her back caressed her gently, trying his best not to wake her up. Lilou needed rest, and he knew that. After all, he didn't pull out until she passed out. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Lilou was truly like how she was back when they first met. She was sweetly innocent, yet a curious young lady. If only she knew how her curiosity set his body aflame and make him crave for more. But well, he didn't mind the bold and matured Lilou and her sweet, innocent version of her.

Heck. He didn't even mind the crazy version of Lilou. Lilou was Lilou. His heart would only beat for her, and his member would only erect for her.

<nulli>'I want to wake her up by licking her.' His eyes cracked open slightly while his morning wood poked her abdomen. They were still naked under the sheet, feeling her warmth transferring to him.<nulli> 'She used to love it.'

Samael pondered whether he should go down there and soothe her swollen core. While thinking thoroughly, his hand was squeezing her rear as if that would help him think. Honestly, right now, he just wanted to go home with his family and forget about their problems. Or rather, let Tilly and Stefan resolve it.

If only he could, he didn't mind being selfish. He was selfish in nature, after all.

"Lilou, my love," he called under his breath, pulling her bare body against his body. "If you don't wake up, I will wake you up."

His voice lowered as if he didn't want her to hear him. Samael waited for a minute before proceeding with his mischievous plan. However, just before he could crawl down under the sheet, Lilou moaned and raised her leg, resting it over his hip.

Lilou closed her gaping mouth, hands on his firm chest. "Sam..." she called in frustration, gazing down at him.

"Too early," she complained, breathing heavily, as that surely hurt. Samael's manhood was unbelievably huge, and she hadn't even recovered from last night.

"That's why I was being careful."

A deep sigh escaped her lips. "I was even sleeping."

"Aww... should I pull out?" he frowned, massaging her thighs sensually. "But I'm already in, Love." — and she already got hurt. It would be a shame to pull out now.

While they were looking at each other with Samael feigning innocence while Lilou's eyes were still heavy, he moved his hips slightly. Seeing she wasn't complaining and letting him, he thrust in and out slightly and slowly, grabbing her buttocks. His teeth clenched and his smile faded, gazing at her breast that her hair failed to cover properly.

"Ah..." Lilou moaned, feeling herself get soaked after multiple thrusts. She moved her hips on instinct, grinding on him, following his slow and careful thrust.

"Lilou," he grunted, raising his other hand to cup her breast. "Come down here, Love."

Lilou bent over on instinct, lips falling directly on his lips. "Just one," she whispered subconsciously, knowing he might want to ask for another right after this round of passion. There was a limit to everything, and Lilou was still tired. However, she liked it deep down, having him deep inside her and his hands all over her.

"Sure," he whispered back into her mouth, flipping their position so she was on the bed again.

"You'll be on top next time," he remarked, only to claim her lips immediately, sticking his tongue out inside her mouth. Again, the two of them basked in each other's warmth, kissing, sucking, licking, fucking.