Lukas had only intended to give Stella a gentle peck, a fleeting expression of affection. But as their lips met, he found himself unable to resist the pull of desire. The simple kiss deepened, transforming into something more passionate as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, nibbling and sucking softly. He was careful, testing the waters to see if she would respond or pull away.
"Stella?" he murmured, pulling back slightly to look at her.
"Mmm..." Stella hummed, her eyes still closed, lost in the warmth of the moment.
Lukas couldn't tell if she was too sleepy to notice or simply too comfortable to care. The way she responded, even in her drowsy state, struck him as incredibly seductive. He felt a rush of heat course through him, igniting a desire he hadn't fully acknowledged until now.
"If you won't resist, I'll continue..." he said, his voice a mix of teasing and seriousness, a playful challenge hanging in the air.
But Stella, seemingly unfazed, drifted back into sleep, her breathing steady and calm. Lukas couldn't help but smirk at her response. The moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a silvery glow over her body.
With a renewed sense of boldness, he leaned in again, capturing her lips with his. This time, he kissed her more deeply, savoring the taste of her and the softness of her lips.
After a few moments, he pulled back, his heart racing as he gazed down at her. Stella remained blissfully unaware, her lips slightly parted and a peaceful expression on her face.
He was about to pull away and stop when he noticed the damp spot on her panties. Stella was only wearing a nightgown, so he could clearly see the wetness beneath her dress. His eyes darkened with desire.
Although she was still asleep, her body was responding to him. He decided he would wake her up in the most pleasurable way possible. He leaned down and kissed her again, nibbling her lips as his hand roamed down to her pussy.
His finger easily slid inside her because of the wetness. Stella finally let out a moan, but she was still asleep, so he inserted another finger, slowly going in and out of her, slowly at first, then faster and harder. While his other hand fondled her breast, rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
Stella's hips began to move in rhythm with his fingers, her breath coming in short gasps. Lukas could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching around his fingers as she neared her climax. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Wake up, Stella."
Stella's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at him with a dazed expression. "Lukas?" she murmured, her voice thick with sleep.
He kissed her again. "Shall we go to my room?"
She let out a soft hum.
He carried her all the way to his room as they were kissing each other. He put down Stella on the bed and was about to undress when she reached up and pulled him down on top of her. Lukas could feel her hard nipples pressing against his chest, and his cock throbbed in response. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed over her body. He could feel her wetness seeping through her panties, and he knew she was ready for him.
He trailed kisses down her neck, her collarbone, and then lower, until he reached her breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling until it was hard and erect. Stella moaned and arched her back, pressing her breast further into his mouth. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same attention, before continuing his journey downward.
He pulled her panties to the side and buried his face in her pussy, inhaling her musky scent. He could feel her wetness on his face, and he knew she was ready for him. He licked her from bottom to top, his tongue swirling around her clit before plunging inside her. Stella moaned and bucked her hips, grinding against his face. He could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching around his tongue as she neared her climax. He inserted two fingers inside her, curling them upward to hit her G-spot. Stella screamed in ecstasy as her body convulsed, her pussy squirting all over his face.
Lukas lapped up her juices, his cock throbbing with need. He crawled up her body, his lips glistening with her wetness. He kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on his lips. Stella reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking him gently. He groaned and thrust his hips forward, his cock sliding easily into her hand.
He was about to cum so he stopped Stella and pushed her down as he positioned himself at her entrance and slowly pushed inside, inch by inch, until he was balls deep. Stella moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to go deeper. He began to move, his hips thrusting in and out in a steady rhythm. Stella met his thrusts, her body moving in sync with his. He could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her muscles milking him with each thrust.
He reached down and grabbed her ass, lifting her slightly so he could go even deeper. Stella screamed in ecstasy, her body convulsing around him as she came again. He could feel her pussy squeezing his cock, her juices coating him as he thrust in and out. He knew he was close, his balls tightening as he neared his climax. He thrust into her one last time, his cock pulsing as he came, his semen overflowing her pussy and dripping down her thighs.
Lukas looked down at Stella and saw that she had already slipped back into a deep, peaceful sleep. She was likely exhausted, her body finally finding the rest it needed. Though a part of him wanted to fill her more, he knew she needed the calm and quiet of sleep now.
Gently, he planted a soft kiss on her forehead, a silent promise of care and protection. With tender hands, he cleaned her up, moving slowly so as not to disturb her restful state.
Once finished, he carefully settled beside her, wrapping an arm around her as he allowed himself to drift into sleep, the warmth of her presence grounding him.
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The morning light filtered softly through the curtains as I awoke, finding myself wrapped in Lukas' shirt that hung loosely on my frame and held gently in his arms. The fabric smelled like him, a comforting blend of his cologne and something uniquely his.
I turned my head slightly to stare at his face, my heart softening at the sight. Carefully, I traced the contours of his features—the curve of his cheek, the line of his jaw, the gentle rise and fall of his chest. A small smile played on my lips as he groaned softly and buried his face into the crook of my neck, seeking comfort even in sleep. The intimacy of the moment filled me with warmth, but then a sudden realization struck me, freezing me in place.
I couldn't deceive myself any longer. Thoughts of Jake had faded into the background, replaced entirely by Lukas. In just half a year, I had fallen for him in a way I never anticipated. The connection we shared had blossomed into something beautiful, and I found myself captivated by him, body and soul.
But as I lay there, a flicker of concern crossed my mind. The last time I saw him, he was with another woman, and even though we had parted ways, a faint worry lingered. I wondered how he was doing or if he was okay.
After a moment of contemplation, I made a decision. I would visit him. It felt like the right thing to do, just to see how he was doing, to find some peace in knowing he was alright.
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When the holiday finally arrived, I felt a mix of anticipation and anxiety as I made my way to visit Jake. I made my way to Jake's workplace. Seraphim Sanctuary Medical was one of the most prestigious hospitals in Aubigo City, and Jake was among its most renowned surgeons. His days were usually packed with patients and surgeries, leaving little time for anything else. However during the holiday season, I knew he and his colleagues would be at Cornerstone Grill—his favorite restaurant and ours, a place where we often shared meals and conversations.
As I approached the restaurant, I spotted him sitting inside, surrounded by colleagues, laughter and chatter filling the air. I hesitated for a moment, not wanting to disturb him while he was busy. Choosing a quiet corner, I turned my back to him and settled into a seat, quietly observing. I watched him talk, his face animated, the way he listened—so familiar, he's still the Jake I knew but his eyes doesn't have the light I used to see when he's with me.