Chapter 358

Proserpina
I rose to my feet shakily, with Lucien gripping my arms to support me, holding me to his sweat-dampened chest. I smiled up at him, licking my lips lasciviously and dimpled widely as I saw the lust in his glazed grey eyes which narrowed dangerously. My lips, I knew, were plump and swollen from my frantic sucking of his large member but I wanted to tease him further and I received the response I was looking for. Holding me to him, he lowered his head.
“Witch,’ he grunted hoarsely,’ If you do not behave yourself, I swear I shall f*ck you again.’