CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Lucky entered the room with his signature smile. My heart thumped and I couldn’t help but smile back. It was contagious. “Thank God,” I whispered, putting down my empty glass. I knew I was drunk at this point, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was that Lucky was finally here.
With a grin on my face, I walked up to him, my hand on his chest. “Your brother doesn’t like me very much.”
He laughed, his dimple becoming pronounced. “Karim doesn’t like many people, but don’t worry about him.” He ran the back of his finger against my cheek, his touch soft and gentle. My heart thumped even harder. “You’re so rosy…” He whispered, getting closer. “Have you been thinking about me?”
“I’ve been doing more than just thinking.” I giggled. I couldn’t help myself as I leaned forward, kissing his lips. The kiss was sloppy. I was drunk, but it was more than just the champagne. It was this man. He was driving me wild and I simply couldn’t resist him.
I pulled him close, my fingers tightening around his silky shirt as our lips roughly smashed together. My lungs burned for oxygen, but I ignored their plea. My body shook all over, wanting him badly. As our tongues tangled together, my head began to swim and my vision blurred. If I was feeling this good from a kiss, I wondered what it would feel like if we…
Lucky seemed to be reading my mind because his hands moved from my hips to my back. He found my zipper, slowly pulling it down. Without breaking the kiss, he pulled down the straps, exposing my shoulders. Goosebumps formed all over my skin, making it even more sensitive than it already was.
He shimmied the dress over my hips, letting it fall to the ground, leaving me in nothing more than a pair of panties. The breeze from the open windows found my nipples, making them hard. I blushed like crazy, realizing exactly where this was going. “You’re so lovely…” He murmured, finally breaking away from the kiss. His green eyes were glazed over with desire and I could feel my blood pumping through my veins. I had no doubt that between my legs, a river was forming.
Gently, he started to kiss my neck, letting his lips graze my skin as he took his time, his hands moving up and down my hips. The sexual tension was slowly building up between us. I wanted him to hurry up. I wanted to push him against the wall and have my way with him, but his touch was electrifying, keeping me tethered in place. I wanted to know what he was going to do and how he was going to do it. A million different scenarios flashed through my mind… against the wall… in the bed, my hands pinned over my head… my legs wrapped around his waist… on his knees, his tongue lapping at my juices. The possibilities were endless.
His lips ventured further down my body until he reached my breasts. My nipples were already rock hard as he took my left tit in his hand, slowly kneading it between his fingers. I moaned, my head tilting back. With my neck exposed, he started to suck and tease my flesh. “Lucky… please… I need you…” I begged him, wishing he would take one of my nipples into his mouth. He just grinned, biting down on my neck. Suddenly, he took one of my nipples between his fingers and twisted it, making me moan out loudly. I didn’t even have a moment to catch my breath as his lips jumped to my nipple, sucking on it hard. I felt like I was being overloaded with pleasure – I couldn’t believe one man could make me feel so good.
Lucky, however, didn’t stop there. With his free hand, he snuck his fingers under the waistband of my panties, pulling them upward until the lace material dug into my eager pussy. I bit my lip, as the sensation was like nothing I had ever felt before. My hips bucked into the air, silently begging for more. My drunken state was making me hornier than usual. “Please… Lucky…” My voice was slurred, but he just looked up at me like he knew exactly what I wanted.
He ripped off my panties with a flick of his wrist. I yelped, jumping slightly. His hands moved to my ass, giving it a firm squeeze as he kneeled and buried his face between my wet folds. I nearly lost it as I felt the grainy surface of his tongue graze against my pussy. “Ah! Fuck! Lucky…” I found his curly hair and pulled at it, pulling him closer until his nose pressed against my mound.
His tongue slithered inside of me. I screamed his name, gyrating my hips in pleasure. I could feel my pussy dripping around his tongue even as he desperately lapped my juices, tasting me straight from the source. His fingers tightened around my ass, pulling me even closer.
My knees felt like they were going to give in at any second. I was close – tottering on the edge. Lucky’s tongue didn’t stop. He pushed it in, deeper and deeper, twisting it this way and that until I thought I would lose my mind.
I pulled at his hair a little harder. My vision started to blur just as his thumb flicked across my clit. It was too much for me to handle. I screamed out, nearly collapsing. He caught me, taking me into his arms as if I was his bride. He threw me on the bed and pinned me down, his eyes burning with lust and desire. “You’re mine.” He growled, unzipping his pants. His rock-hard cock sprung to action between his legs. My eyes widened as I saw how big he really was. My mind failed to grasp how that huge thing could fit inside my tight pussy. “All mine…”