Chapter 17 Plan in Motion.
Chapter 17.
Plan in Motion.
Lucas laughs, settling in behind her, on the wide king-size bed. Alicia is on her knees, waiting, her muscles tense with anticipation. The soft light of the bedside lamp casts long shadows in the room, creating an atmosphere of privacy and abandon.
"Let me show you what you provoke in me in that position, with your pink vagina."
She smiles, blushing intensely, knowing exactly how much he likes it. The position makes her feel completely vulnerable and submissive, a sensation that, strangely, excites her. Suddenly, she feels delirious as she feels Lucas's tongue on her femininity, attacking the entrance of her being with devastating expertise.
"Aaaahs!" she pulls her hair, overwhelmed by the helplessness of not being able to move freely, while he squeezes the area as if it were a beautiful, juicy hamburger. He desires to taste the exquisite sauce that flows from it. "Oh my God! My love... Ugh!"
Lucas uses his mouth and tongue as instruments of pleasurable torture, sucking, licking, and massaging with an intensity that brings her to the brink of collapse. His hands firmly hold her hips, securing her in position while his mouth works mercilessly. The pleasure is a continuous electric discharge, a growing hum that travels through her body from her groin to her head. Her abdominal muscles contract, and she forces herself to arch her back, seeking more contact with the wet and hot torture of his mouth.
Just when Alicia feels she is about to scream, Lucas straightens up, turns her, and lays her on her back on the mattress. He moves with the urgency of a man who has waited too long. His eyes, dark and full of desire, scan her. The condom is a mere formality before he aligns himself between her thighs. She spreads her arms and legs, offering herself completely.
Lucas penetrates her with controlled power. Her gasp is a muffled cry of welcome. The contact is total; the sensation of his thick member completely filling her is a reminder of his size and strength. He pauses for an instant, savoring the tightness of her canal, the moisture that envelops them.
"Tell me you are only mine, Alicia," he growls, resting his weight on his elbows.
"Only yours, Lucas. Only yours," she replies, raising her legs to wrap around his waist, drawing him even deeper.
The rhythm starts slow, rhythmic, designing a cadence that pushes them to the limit of endurance. Lucas looks into her eyes; their visual connection is as intense as the physical one. It is a communion of souls and bodies, an affirmation of their forbidden love. He thrusts with increasing force, each stroke sending waves of pleasure to her abdomen. She moves in perfect synchrony, her hips rotating to maximize friction. Her breasts bounce, a sight that maddens him and drives him to accelerate. Alicia's moans grow louder, a concert of ecstasy. He grabs her wrists, pinning them above her head, intensifying the feeling of possession.
The bed creaks rhythmically. Their bodies, slick with sweat, collide with a wet sound that amplifies the urgency. Lucas focuses on a specific point inside her, pressing and rubbing until Alicia breaks into a violent orgasm, screaming his name, her legs trembling, and her muscles contracting around him. The spectacle of her pleasure pushes him to his limit. A few seconds later, Lucas surrenders to his own, groaning deeply into her ear, his body casting his seed and his soul inside her. He collapses on her, exhausted and satisfied.
Dawn
They wake up together in the warmth of a sun that gently filters through the curtains. Lucas is the first to open his eyes, looking at the peace on Alicia's face. He lifts her tenderly and kisses her.
"It is time for my Queen to prepare. We have an important appointment."
After getting dressed, Lucas takes her to an elegant and discreet doctor's office in the city center. Alicia is visibly nervous, biting her lip and fiddling with the edge of her dress.
"Relax, it's fine. It's a simple precaution," Lucas tells her, holding her hand firmly. His tone is soft, but his grip is protective.
During the consultation, the doctor, a man Lucas trusts, explains the steps to follow. Alicia is new to precautions beyond the condom. The plan, previously agreed upon by Lucas to maintain safety, is the use of a long-acting contraceptive.
Lucas stands by her side throughout the process, an imposing and vigilant silhouette. Alicia tenses up when she sees the needle, her childish fear of injections surfacing.
"Lucas... I don't want to," she whispers in a trembling voice.
"It's just a little prick, my love. Look at me, not the needle. It's almost over," he reassures her, pulling her to his chest and covering her face, while the nurse administers the injection into her muscle. His scent of cologne and security envelops her, helping her breathe.
The prick is fast, but Alicia clings to Lucas like a child.
"See? It's over. You are very brave," he tells her, kissing her forehead and then the small area of the injection, a gesture that melts away the discomfort and fear.
The Reward
Leaving the clinic, Lucas is determined to reward her bravery.
"Now, my Queen, we are going to celebrate your courage and erase that bad moment. What would you like?"
Alicia smiles, the fear gone, replaced by the joy of his attention. "I want new clothes. Something that makes me feel more adult... more like your woman."
He takes her to the most exclusive shopping district. Lucas doesn't hold back. They enter high-end boutiques where Lucas, with absolute naturalness, chooses fine lingerie, fitted dresses that accentuate her figure, and designer casual wear for her.
"This color highlights your skin tone. And this lace... I want to take it off myself tonight," he whispers in her ear in the lingerie fitting room, sending a shiver down Alicia's spine.
She enjoys being with him, the way his eyes shine with pride and possession as he watches her try on clothes. He, in turn, enjoys her innocent joy, the pleasure of indulging her and marking her with his taste. For a moment, they are just a happy couple, ignoring the drama surrounding them.
As evening falls, they head to a luxurious restaurant with a panoramic view. They sit at an intimate table, toasting their uncertain but passionate future. They are immersed in a flirtatious and deep conversation when the bubble bursts.
Carolina appears. As if she knew where they were, she arrives accompanied by a friend, Daniela. A great coincidence that instantly turns into bitterness for Alicia.
"Lucas, my love, what a coincidence. I thought you were busy reviewing the new proposal," Carolina says, her voice echoing with false sweetness.
Lucas barely stands up, his expression hardening slightly. "I went out with Alicia like every weekend. It's not news."
"No, of course not. Look, I'm with Daniela, can we join you?"