Chapter Thirty Nine

As Emma withdrew her hand and distanced herself from him, Lucas's eyes slowly opened, confusion evident in his furrowed brow. Was she angry? Was she about to leave?

But then, much to his surprise, Emma rose from the bed, her movements calculated as she gradually removed her top, revealing her bare breast in the gentle flicker of lights. Lucas's mouth went dry at the sight of her hardened nipples, beckoning him to suck on them. Keeping his gaze locked on hers, Emma whispered, "I'm ready, Lucas. I want you to make love to me now."

Seeing her flawless breasts for the first time, Lucas was pushed to the edge, his erect cock already leaking with desire for her. That was all the confirmation he needed. This was what he had been longing for.

He wished Emma knew the depth of his desire for her, wished she knew how many times he had pleasured himself in the shower, envisioning her long legs wrapped around him as he fucked her until she cried out his name.

Without uttering a word, Lucas discard