Novel & Cerita Lux Series By Jennifer L Armentrout

He reached for a heavy glass bottle of expensive, dark amber body wash resting on the marble ledge. He poured the thick soap into his palms and began to wash her. The stark contrast between the sheer, brutal force he had used on her twenty minutes ago and the incredibly soft, meticulous way he handled her now was completely overwhelming. His calloused fingers slid over her shoulders, down her arms, and across her collarbones. He washed the sweat and the heavy, musky scent of their intimacy off her skin with a slow, methodical rhythm that felt terrifyingly domestic.

Luca ordered us about for at least an hour hanging lights, making decorations and editing the playlist he'd made of all the Britney Spears songs. "The last thing I want to show you is the base," He said after we had finally escaped. "There are a few people to meet too." "Okey dokey," I chirped. He took my hand and smiled, "You're in a good mood." For the last fifteen minutes, Luca had taken me upstairs to show me his rubber duck collection where we'd had an impromptu secret dance party. When watching Luca twerk to Fergalicious, it's impossible to be in a bad mood.

Seconds later he removed it and handed it back to her. " Good luck." He said and opened the door for her. Lesley stepped into the room... or maybe stepped into a fairy's home. She gasped softly taking in the beauty of the room. Gosh... the room looks like Disney Land!. The floor covered in latest 3d tiles. The walls made up of glass. A beautiful grand piano. The huge bed with classy blue curtains, the... "Are you gonna keep staring, You could get the fuck out you know." Lesley jolted out from her wonderland. She stared at Hazel, who was sitted on the huge bed her back to her. Her clothes looking so classy and costly. Her hair smooth and long. She cleared her throat.

Her insides thumped loudly as it had started to build up her next orgasm and Sebastian loosened her hands to slap her butt harshly. "Ahhh!" She moaned as he growled, "Open your fucking eyes!" She opened them and as soon as she looked at herself through the mirror, she came. Translucent liquid came out of her like a shower and got mixed with his milk. She had never experienced something like this. Her mind was totally fucked and she breathed heavily as he let go of her hair. She immediately tumbled down on the bed as her body shook, her lower part was already aching and her muscles had become stiff.

Watching. Her face unreadable in the dark. The next morning felt deceptively normal. Lisa was back in the kitchen again. Too bright. Too cheerful. “I made juice!” she announced. Mira blinked sleepily. “Since when are you domestic?” Lisa laughed lightly. “I’m evolving.” Dennis grabbed a glass. Katie took a sip. Mira reached for hers. Ethan and Max weren’t there yet. Lisa watched her. Carefully. Mira took a long sip.

Chapter 3 Lydia’s POV “If you want me to stop looking at you like this… tell me now,” Julian said, his voice low and rough as he stood there shirtless in the kitchen light. I took another slow sip of wine, my hand trembling just enough that the glass tipped. Red wine spilled across the counter and down the front of my silk robe, soaking through the thin fabric and making it cling to my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly from the cool wet silk. “Shit,” I breathed, setting the glass down fast.

I read out loud and grinned, as the perfect idea crossed my mind. "Wait for me, Daddies." I muttered under my breath as I dashed into my newly arranged closet to search for a very steamy bikini. It was a two-piece bikini that could barely contain my heavy boobs. I admired myself in the mirror, satisfied because I needed to get my plans into motion as soon as possible before another vixen rode the cocks, which belonged to me. ........ ........ A FEW MINUTES LATER. I walked down the stairs and outside, towards the pool where Leo was already swimming in. He was doing a backstroke, flipping his hands professionally as the warm sun melted.

The room was beautiful, filled with gold pillars, massive crystal chandeliers, and the richest people in the world. Just after their quick toast, Victoria spotted a familiar face near the grand entrance. Amber Rooney was standing under a massive arch of white roses. She was wearing a dim, dark grey dress that looked elegant but quiet, letting her blend into the background. Still, several wealthy guests were crowding around her, smiling and shaking her hand. They all recognized Amber as the world-famous event planner who had put this entire magical night together. Victoria caught Amber’s eye from across the room and gave her a small, respectful nod. Amber had done an incredible job. Every sin

"I know. We'll fix this. Just... stay safe, okay?" After we hung up, I sat in the darkness, my mind spinning. I had two weeks to come up with twenty thousand dollars. Two weeks to save my brother without asking the one man who could help. The invitation arrived that morning three weeks after Susana had moved in with Connor. "The r Annual Fashion Gala," I read aloud. "In support of emerging designers and women's entrepreneurship." Naomi was sprawled across my bed, flipping through a magazine. "That's huge! Are you going?"

This made me feel a bit self-conscious. The low back, adorned with intricate beadings that made a delicate pattern, showed off the curve of my spine. The daring neckline framed the swell of my chest with a provocative elegance. The fabric, a rich midnight black with a subtle sheen, seemed to suck in the light, creating a glow that sparkled with each move. Surveying other outfits with a detached air, Jayden turned to face me. The reaction was instant. His steely gaze burned with an intensity that betrayed a hunger. As his look swept over me, the glint in his eyes showed a fiery appreciation that bordered on animalistic desire.