"You!"
Lucas Walker was taken aback, but she had already lifted her face and leaned in to kiss him.
These past few days, with time on her hands, she had looked up quite a few techniques online, and tonight was a good time to try them out.
"Iv…"
He had barely uttered a syllable when his mouth was sealed by hers.
Click!
The bedside lamp was turned off by Ivana Bennett, plunging the room into darkness.
Her hands reached out, steadying his shoulders, pressing him down, her lips moved from his lips to his chin, and settled on his neck…
Lucas Walker's throat suddenly became parched, and her kisses descended to his chest.
Lucas Walker's entire body bristled, and he swelled immediately.
He reached out to touch her, but she had already lifted her lips, continuing to kiss downwards…
"Ivana!"
His voice went hoarse, his breathing turned rapid and heavy.
...
...
After a long time, he finally released himself in great satisfaction.
