Chapter 288. Losing

Lucien

He watched as his wife checked his bandage, stroking his chest lovingly.

They had had a leisurely bath, where she soaped him and bathed him, as they lay in the large tub. It felt as though they had not been together for a million years, he thought as he felt the familiar lust shoot through him and he had reared up, his large manhood erect and ready to take her again. He had grasped her waist and pulled her to him, had forced her to her knees again, taking her doggie style as she knelt before him in the large bathtub, while he pounded her sore sex.

He had bent to bite her nape as he exploded in her, making her cry out, her body arching while his large hands relentlessly plundered her soft breasts and clit, squeezing, pinching till she screamed deliriously. But he had been insatiable and the sight of her wet, round curves had made him lose control.

Her hair clung wetly to her face and she smiled, shyly as his hot eyes devoured her shape