All Chapters of To Sin. To Moan. To Feel.: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Arya's POV.I can't do much but be a warm wet hole for him to fuck with how fast and rough his is. He was going in so fast that the slaps of his balls are starting to hurt a little. I moaned thinking about how good it's gonna feel having his cum pump down my throat."Fuck, your mouth feels so incredible!!! You you are my fucking slut." Lucas growled insanely as he pumped in and out of me with rough movements.He let out a loud growl as he shoved in as deep as he could, thrusting his whole length in for the final time before I start to feel his cock swell in my mouth and hot cum hit the back of my throat. He moved the smallest amount back and forth as he had his cock buried in my face. His cock and balls rippling and twitching as he unloaded in my face.After a few strong pumps of cum i realized if I don't start to swallow it's gonna start bubbling up my nose or drip down in my lungs. I tried to swallow the cum as quickly as it is pumped in me but there is so much flowing into me that

Arya's POV.The morning sun peeked through the curtains, hitting directly on my face, probbing me to flicker my eyes open.I stretched lazily on the bed, my body still buzzing with excitement from last night’s escapade, my heart fluttered just thinking about it.Lucas has finally succeeded in turning me into something I absolutely do not recognize whenever I'm in the mood, it felt like we were on a fucking spree. We could literally have sex anywhere, and I loved every bit of it. I love the different ways we do it.It could be a slow romantic love making, whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears.It could be the roughest hardcore fucking, with Lucas forcing his entire length into my mouth, and pounding me like a desperate animal, and surprisingly, I love when he treats me like that, like his slut. However, it all revolves around the fact that we loved each other so much and we are comfortable enough to do these things. I couldn't have asked for a better man.Sometimes I couldn

Arya's POV.The hours drew by fast, and for my advantage. I really wanted to sun to fall so Lucas could return home to me. My heart pounded in excitement and anticipation as I stood before the full length mirror, taking in my own reflection.Lucas will be here soon. I wanted everything to be perfect for his return. Not because I needed to impress him.Lucas had made it clear time and time again that he was already captivated by me. But tonight, I wanted to take his breath away. I wanted to leave him utterly speechless.The red lingerie I had picked out for the night hugged my curves like a second skin. The lace was sheer, almost scandalously so, revealing the delicate swell of my breasts and the smooth expanse of my stomach. The silk straps traced along my shoulders, teasingly thin, while the intricate floral designs barely covered what they needed to. The matching thong sat high on my hips, emphasizing the dip of my waist and the curve of my backside.I turned slightly, observing m

Arya’s POV.I followed Lucas out of the room, his hand firmly holding mine as he led me down the hallway. I was still very much naked, but thankfully, it was nighttime already and the houseworkers had all left. My heart pounded against my ribs in a rhythmic, almost deafening beat. There was something about the way he walked... slow, calculated, powerful. Like a predator leading its prey into the depths of the unknown. And yet, I wasn't afraid. If anything, I was electrified. The air felt charged, twirling with an energy that made my skin prickle.I really couldn't wait to see what he wanted to show me.We stopped in front of a door, different from all the others in the mansion. Unlike the sleek, modern aesthetic that adorned the rest of the house, this door was heavy, antique, almost gothic with its dark wood and intricate carvings. A silver handle gleamed under the soft glow of the hallway lights.Lucas turned to me, his lips curving into that sinful smirk that always left me breat

Arya's POV. I walked into the kitchen, waving off the chefs who had quickly assembled in the kitchen as well. "We were just about to start preparing for dinner ma, if you're hungry we could fix you something before continuing with dinner," the chief chef spoke up politely. "No, I'm not hungry dear, I just want to handle dinner tonight, you can do something else, or you could just get some rest, you already handled breakfast and dinner," "Ma'am, we are not complaining, we are getting paid well for our jobs." The chief chef insisted. "Alright, I just want to make dinner for my man, will that be considered?" I smirked, staring from each of them to the other. I smiled in victory as I watched them blush embarrassingly, knowing fully well that I have won this round. Slowly, they all nodded and left, and I quickly set out my preparation for dinner. Just as I reached for the seasoning, the sudden sound of the doorbell made me pause. My heart jumped slightly, more out of su