Chapter 117: Not Mine To Keep.

Wendy's POV.

As Lucas continued his relentless assault on my senses, driving into me with an intensity that bordered on savage, I found myself teetering on the edge of ecstasy. "You're... Oh fuck... Please, baby... Just cum, I'm..." I moaned, the words tumbling from my lips incoherently as pleasure consumed me from within.

For what felt like an eternity, I had been sprawled out on his table, my body offering itself up to his insatiable hunger. My hips arched, my buttocks raised to accommodate his relentless thrusts, each one sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me. Despite having already cummed twice, the man relentlessly ravaging me showed no signs of slowing down.

"Hush it, princess," he growled, his voice thick with desire, before delivering a sharp smack to my quivering flesh. The sensation sent a jolt of electricity racing through my veins, my inner walls clenching around him in response. It was a dizzying whirlwind of sensation, pleasure mingling with sweet pain.

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