Chapter 23
Scarlet Wolff
My cheeks heated up excitedly as I glanced over at Lucien for the umpteenth time on our way home from the cinema.
My mind wandered off to what happened at the cinema, and my heart picked race. The way he held me in his arms. The way he kissed me. The way he sucked my boobs, and down there as though his life depended on it. It was worth it after all. The long wait was worth it. Keeping off another man was worth it in the end. I finally got what I wanted, but fuck it! I wanted more. I didn't want just this once. I wanted this to happen over and over again.
I looked over to Lucien again, biting my lip as my heart pounded hard in my chest. His face was hardened, an unreadable expression on his face. One that had me questioning myself if he liked the sex.
My pussy was still sore from the sex, at least he should talk to me to make me feel better, right?
We got home a couple of minutes later, and he was the first to leave the car. I felt a sting in my heart as I sat
