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Matured Scene: Steamy.

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I put the butt of my pencil into my mouth and stared at the drawn plan of an engine on the plane white paper spread out on the wide table. I tilted my head to the side, feeling as if there was an error on the diagram. I took out the pencil from my mouth and drummed it against my temple.

Through the stress I went through all because of a jealous witch, I had not been able to get an assignment I was supposed to have done which was part of my exam, done. Now, school had resumed for the quarter of this year and I was struggling.

As I lowered my pencil to correct a labelling, I felt something warm on my shoulder and I screamed, jumping away from the table while turning around. I hissed in annoyance when Lucas burst out laughing. I glared at him as he laughed more.

"You scared me," I said and he mellowed down.

"Aw. Sorry, babe," Lucas said and came closer to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead.

"I was so concentrated on my homework, you know. I would have made a mistake," I said and pouted.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know. Anyway, why are you doing homework?" He asked and stepped away from me.

"Because, school has resumed for the new session. Besides, once we go back to California, remember we have college classes to attend?" I answered with a question.

He grimaced. "This makes me remember the time I met you in the school's library."

I rolled my eyes. "Some of us have a habit of studying. I hope our son gets it from me."

"Are you calling me dumb?" He asked and a gasp followed.

I held myself back from laughing at the incredulous tone in his voice. I focused my attention back on the diagram on the table and made the necessary corrections I had intented to do before he came in.

"Leave that," he said and took the pencil from my hand.

"But—"

"But nothing. I have something arranged for the both of us. Remember I told you that throughout this pregnancy, I would spoil you and take care of you. I don't want you going through any stress, okay?" He said and I sighed.

"What is it?" I asked as he led me to the door.

"I booked us a room at the spa," he said and I stopped in my tracks.

"Wait, you should let me take a shower first," I said and he nodded.

"Alright," he replied and smirked. "It's going to be fun. More than fun."

His tone hinted something else and the shade of his eyes made me curious. I knew he was planning something but I could not tell what, which only mad me excited. I smiled up at him before walking toward the bathroom. I waved at him with my fingers before entering the bathroom.

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We walked through a quiet hallway of the spa place with a young woman leading the way. We were in white bathrobes and I could not wait to feel the satisfying touch that would soothe the muscles of my back. I was not even heavily pregnant and I was already feeling tensed in my back. 

"Here we are," the woman said, stopping in front of a door. She unlocked it and pushed it open then motioned for us to go in.

"Thank you," I said and walked in. 

The room was dim with different sizes of lit candles placed around the small room. The room had a sweet and wood-like scent which I loved. The only window in the room had a blind drawn over it. In the middle of the room was a single bed and a cart with some body lotions and oils on the top. 

I heard the door close and I turned around, only to raise an eyebrow when I didn't see the woman. I looked past Lucas' shoulder then at his face. 

"Where's she? Isn't she the one massaging us?" I asked and watched as Lucas walked to the other side of the room.

"No," he said and started to untie the knot around his robe. 

"Okay. When will the masseuse arrive?" I asked and walked over to the bed. I ran my hand over the smooth leather surface.

"He's here already," Lucas replied and I snapped my gaze upward.

"Who?" I asked and we maintained eye contact for five seconds. When a smile appeared on his face, realization dawned on me. "You're the one massaging me tonight?"

"Yes," he said and bit his lip. "I'll be taking care of your body tonight."

He took off his robe and I gulped at the sight of his strong muscular chest. The light from the candles casted a golden glow on his body. My eyes scanned his abs, broad chest and his broad shoulders before settling on his face. I stood with a straight back when he came up to me and held my hips. I gasped when he pulled me close to him.

"I'll be at your service, ma'am," he whispered and leaned down. 

I craned my head upward, wanting to feel his lips on mine. But he chuckled and pecked my cheek before untying my robe. He slid it past my shoulders and it fell down my body and hit the floor. I stood in my lingerie and noticed how his eyes slowly went downward.

"Lay down," he whispered and I nodded.

I turned around and placed my palms on the bed. I stiffened when I felt his hand brush my bare ass and I felt a tingle between my legs at his touch. I looked over my shoulder and saw his eyes fixed on my ass while his lip was between his teeth.

I smiled and sat on the bed after turning around. I intentionally spread my legs and his eyes went to the spot between my legs. His hand gripped my knee and when his other hand grabbed my chin, he tilted my head back so I could look into his eyes.

"Be a good girl by laying down. Don't test me," he said and I bit my lip. His thumb pulled the lip out and rested on it. He hissed and I nodded with a smile on my face.

I slowly laid down on the bed and watched him. He came closer to the bed and his eyes traced my full height. My gaze shifted to his brief and I pressed my thighs together at the sight of his large bulge. 

"Be professional," he said, staring at me with warning in his eyes. "You wouldn't want to seduce your masseur, right?"

"No," I whispered and he hummed.

Lucas ran his fingers through his hair, pushing the locks back and away from his forehead. He looked at my face for some seconds before glancing at the cart by my head. He picked up a bottle with a golden oily content. I watched as he went to a corner and the sound of running water filled the room. 

After some seconds, he came back with the bottle in his hand.

"If the smell makes you naseaous, let me know, okay?" He said and I nodded. 

I was excited for some reason at the thought of Lucas touching my body. It wasn't like he hadn't made my body feel unexplainable pleasures, it was just the thought of him massaging my body and getting naughty made things exciting.

"You don't have to worry about anything, I booked a private room for us," he said and I nodded.

Lucas popped the lid of the bottle and poured some oil onto his palm. He dropped the bottle on the cart and rubbed his palm together, spreading the oil. I got a hint of rose from the oil as he rubbed his palms together.

As soon as his hands landed on my bumpy stomach, I giggled because it tickled. He looked at me and smirked. His hands moved slowly, massaging my bump then moving to my waist. I relaxed at the feel of my sides being massaged. He massaged my stomach for two minutes before he took away his hands.

Lucas squirted some oil on his palm and rubbed them together then dropped his hand on my chest. My breathing picked up when his long fingers massaged my chest before he slid them to my neck. His eyes met mine and I saw a warm glint in them.

"Something tells me, you want me to massage someplace lower," he whispered and I gulped. "Could it be here?"

Lucas' hands went lower, closing in on my cleavage. My core throbbed when his hand slid into my bra and he started to massage the areas around my breast. I clenched my hands as he cupped my breast and squeezed slightly. I moaned when his finger brushed my hard nipple.

"Where else do I touch?" He whispered and slid his other hand into my bra from under. He cupped my left breast and I arched my back. 

"Lucas," I moaned when his name when he tugged my nipples and twirled them, making me more turned on as the seconds went by.

I felt his hand behind me, where the clasp of my bra was. I arched my back and he unclasped it, causing my bra to loosen. He slid his hands out and moved them to my arms, massaging them like he had not done anything sexual. I glared at him, hating how he left me horny to do something else.

"What is it, ma'am?" He asked, innocence heavy in his tone.

"Don't act like you don't know what you're doing, Lucas," I said and he placed his arms on both sides of my face and leaned down.

I licked my lips as he drew his face closer to mine. He tilted his head and I parted my lips with my eyes shut, waiting to feel his lips instead I felt his fingers on my lips. I opened my eyes and saw him staring down at me.

"That's not a good way to talk to a staff," he said and ran the pad of his thumb all around my lip. "You might get in trouble, you know."

I felt my core clench at his tone. He knew what he was doing and I was getting turned on by it. My reaction to him made me wonder if he was roleplaying.

He dropped his hands on my chest and pushed the bra down, revealing my breasts. I watched him pick up the bottle and uncap it before he drizzled some oil over my breasts. He dropped the bottle and slid off my bra, which he tossed aside. 

"Relax for me," he said and cupped my breasts in his hands. 

I arched my back and nibbled on my lip when he massaged by breasts. My hard nipples rubbed his palms as he squeezed softly. I moaned when he pinched my nipples and rolled them. I became hot between my legs and pressed my thighs, trying to create a friction.

I gasped when he grabbed my thigh, separating them apart. He glared at me and I gulped.

"Don't do dirty things in my presence," he said and I whispered when his hand moved toward my core. "I'm only allowed to do such to you. I want you to relax and enjoy everything. Got it?"

I nodded and he scoffed.

"I want to hear your voice," he said and I swallowed.

"Yes, sir," I replied.

"Good girl," he whispered and continued playing with my nipple while the other massaged the inner part of my left thigh. 

I whimpered as he tugged on my nipple then he left my breast and swept his hand from my chest, over my small bump and close to the waistline of my lace panties. 

"Does anywhere here hurt?" He asked and looked into my eyes.

I felt naked under his piercing gaze. His darkened blue eyes were so transparent that I could see how turned on he was. 

"Answer me," he said and I placed my hand on the spot close to my center. "Here."

Lucas looked at my hand and hummed. He replaced my hand and massaged the flesh softly. As he did, I felt myself become more wet from the action. I gasped when his fingers accidentally brushed my center. I parted my legs for him and he massaged the other part with his other hand. 

I bit my lip and panted at the sensual heat flowing through me. 

"Where does it hurt?" He asked as he rubbed faster.

I brought my hand to where his hands were and touched my sleek center. I took away my hand and gripped the edges of the bed. He made eye contact with me for a brief second and I felt his hands leave my thigh. 

I kept my eyes on him but shut them when he cupped my center. My mouth hung open when he rubbed his palm against my pussy, making me curl my toes and grip the leather tighter.

"Does it still hurt?" He asked.

"Yes... It hurts so much," I replied and he slipped his hand into my panties.

I moaned when his fingers rubbed my wet core softly. I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me with a hunger in his eyes.

"Should I go faster?" He asked and I nodded. He growled and tapped my core, sending pleasurable jolts through my body. "Open your mouth to answer me."

"Yes. Yes, go faster," I said and I moaned when he slipped a finger into my pussy.

Lucas moaned and thrust his finger slowly, making me go crazy with want fore more. I clenched my legs together, trapping his hands and he wrapped his hand around my throat then leaned closer to me.

"Open your legs," he said, not stroking my heat. "Now."

I slowly parted my legs and he smirked then slipped another finger inside me. He began to stroke faster, hitting my insides and making me sweat from pleasure. I lifted my head abit as the feeling got intense the more he increased his strokes. I felt like I couldn't breathe as he went faster, making goosebumps rise on my skin.

"Relax," he said, bringing his face closer to mine. He had his hand still wrapped around my throat. "Be a good girl now. Listen to me; breathe in, breathe out. Do it."

I relaxed on the cushioned pillow and did as I was told. 

"That's my girl," he whispered and kissed me hard. He moaned and kissed me deeper, filling my mouth with his tongue while he stroked faster.

When I felt like I was about to come, I clenched around his fingers but he stroked faster through the grip. He kissed me deeper, angling my head with a move of his hand. We moaned into each other's mouth as he stroked faster and I felt his hand getting wet.

When his thumb pressed my clit, I pulled away from his lips and opened my mouth as I came. He nibbled on my bottom lip as he continued to stroke me. He didn't stop until I started to spasm against the bed.

A minute later, he pulled his fingers out of me and I looked down. His hand was wet and I moaned, shutting my eyes. He chuckled and pecked my lips.

"I love you," he said against my lips and I smiled.