Semua Bab Craving you: Locked Desires: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Lucille’s pov Caught on the spot, I had no excuse to escape this trio, and the way she insisted, I had no choice than to follow them, I had already been caught. While we walked together it was quiet for a bit, her small friend kept talking, she talks a lot I must say, till we got to her place. We all sat together and talked about high school days, my glorious sports life back then, my famous status, but I barely offered any contributions to the conversation, I struggled with the discomfort in my pants. The same heat I thought died some moments ago, it came back harder, biting off the flesh on my pussy. She sat across me, feeding me her beauty and that bulgy eyes stare, that was torture enough, I wish I could just pluck her as a fruit and devour her there. My mouth watered , driven by a hunger to eat her raw. The whole talks dissolved in the background of my thoughts, my beautiful Marcella, so long I’ve missed you, even though we’ve just been away for some hours, to me it felt like

Lucille’s pov It finally happened. I finally lost myself in her, and lying there afterward, I felt a weight lift as I rested in her arms. The pressure I once felt, the urge, the burning sensation on my pussy, the tension, the need to be satisfied, everything was gone, just by her touch. My body remained calm like I was lying in a pool of ice. We stayed there for a while, until I told her what I had in mind and she said something that drew my attention. “Did I…” she asked me. “I didn’t dare you Lucille, I only said the truth, your not a dick girl, not the hard and long type, you are a pussy girl, you like it soft and soaked, if I hadn’t made that bet, we wouldn’t have had this moment,” she told me. It was true. We wouldn't have, and I would have regretted that until the moment I left. I didn’t want to stand up. I wanted to stay in her bosom forever. “You know we have to get up right?” She told me as she pushed me aside gently “We’ve been here for a while…. Don’t want my sis

Lucille’s pov. I froze, wondering why my mother was acting that way. What could have triggered that statement or did she find out about…? Did anyone tell her…No my mind couldn’t finish the question. I stood paralyzed at the door, droplets of water glistening on my skin beneath the towel wrapped tightly around my body.She studied me in silence for what felt like an eternity before she finally spoke.“Do I have to teach you everything?" She rose from her seat and paced toward me. I clutched the towel tighter, my legs trembling. What had I done now? Where had I gone wrong? I knew something was amiss, my mother never visited unless trouble followed close behind.Stopping right in front of me, she demanded, "Aren’t you going to defend yourself, Lucille Parker?"Defend myself? My heart hammered against my ribs faster than it ever had before. Why would I need to do that? What did she know… or had she truly found out?.I swallowed hard, My lips trembled, but no words came out. As the sile

Lucille pov I sat on the bed still pondering what my mum had said, lost in the world of my thought, my door swung open and it was Patrick. He walked up to me and kissed my cheek lovingly. He looked cheerful, way better than I had met him before, he didn’t look hostile like before, he looked happy. “Did you see your coach?” He asked me taking off his cloth. “Yeah I did…” I looked at him studying his mood. He looked light, bright, delightful. Full of so many colours like a rainbow. “And?…” he pressed. I shrugged my shoulders “I don’t know…he said something about the states sports committee, wanting to talk alone, that’s all”. He looked at me nodding his head with so much interest in what I was saying. “That’s good…I’ve seen all the states team…your way better than all of them, I just had to chip in few words for you to the committee, your last race was already all over the town and the video evidence was clear, it wasn’t so hard to convince them”.. I smiled, I knew Patrick w

Lucille’s pov She turned sharply to look at me. “There’s something I need to ask you.” I shifted in my seat, turning to face my mother completely, but she seemed entirely uninterested in what I had to say. “Whatever it is… can it wait?” She heaved a frustrated sigh, her eyes fixed on the building outside. “We’re already here. As long as it’s not about this meeting, we shouldn’t be talking about it.” Her tone was a clear warning, but I desperately needed my voice to be heard. I wasn’t just disturbed, I was deeply uneasy. I couldn’t even think straight anymore, things with Patrick just didn’t seem normal. “No… it can’t wait. It’s about Patrick.” She had been reaching for the door handle to step out, but the moment I mentioned his name, she froze. She turned back around, her eyes boring directly into mine. “What about Patrick?” she asked, her curiosity at its peak. Now that I finally had her full attention, I was going to tell her everything. “I’ve been noticing some really str