"I see…" Lucas whispered in her ear like a devil. His words were ice cold, and yet as he thumbed the bud above her core, Mia swore that she was going to fall headfirst on the counter. Her eyes rolled back in her sockets, and just as Lucas skimmed his fingers up her core before pinching her clit, Mia let out a mewl.
A bit more. She just needed a little more.
As if he sensed what she needed, Lucas trailed his fingers back and stroked her opening before burying them right inside of her core.
"You really need a few lessons on how to be a good girl, Mrs Holman," he spoke to her in a quiet voice. Even though Mia never thought of herself as a woman who would chase pleasure but if only Lucas would give her the release that had been building within her, she would be grateful.
"Mister Lucas…" Mia whined as the man slowed down his pace.
