EXPELLED.

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW. My world tilts as my orgasm crashes through me, hitting me square in the chest, raw and unrestrained. My scream echoes off the kitchen walls as I collapse against the counter, my body limp and trembling, with every nerve ending still sparking with aftershocks. Lucien’s mouth doesn’t leave me-- not until I’m begging, whimpering, and clawing at his hair like I’ll drown if he doesn’t stop. My body screams for me to pull him closer, but my mind warns me that it's just fake and nothing real. I couldn't care less though; not if his mouth feels this good on my core. Finally, he pulls back. And the sight of him has my pussy walls clenching in desire, as more of my wetness leaks out of me. His lips are glistening with my juices, as his blue eyes are alight as though a furnace lights them. He looks at me like I’m something he’s conquered after such a long time, something he owns. His eyes shine with pure possession as he runs his gaze all over my very naked body. My body