Chapter 86 – You're a Menace
Ring!
The hotel room phone screamed like it had a vendetta against pleasure.
Lux didn't flinch. His mouth was too busy pressed against Rava's neck, tongue tracing a slow path toward her collarbone. One of her legs was draped over his thigh, slick with sweat, the evidence of round fourteen still drying in sin-streaked trails on her skin—her face, her thighs, and yeah, a bit on her ribs because he'd gotten very enthusiastic halfway through.
His hand lazily circled one of her nipples, teasing until it pebbled again, coaxing another sigh from her. Her tentacles were busy roaming his back, his chest, one even curling around his hip like it was trying to memorize the lines of him in braille.
"Again?" Rava whispered, voice husky, cheeks flushed as her hips subtly rocked up against his.
Lux smirked against her skin, lips ghosting along her jawline. "Mmm… Just one more."
Ring!
