Moaning mess

Abigail's eyes fluttered open, and she found herself in an unfamiliar bed, surrounded by the warmth of a stranger's embrace.

She felt the gentle caress of hot breath on her neck, a firm hand grasping her waist, and the solidity of a strong torso against her back.

Despite the eerie feeling of being in a stranger's arms, she was surprised to find no pain or discomfort.

However, the thought of being at the mercy of an unknown person sent her heart racing, and dark memories of the previous night began to resurface.

The fear of the unknown and the terror of potential violation made her shudder, and she bit her lip to stifle a cry.

A flurry of questions swirled in her mind: Who was this enigmatic figure? How did she end up here? What had transpired the night before? Just as she was trying to make sense of it all, the hand around her waist tightened, making her gasp in alarm.

"You're awake. How are you feeling?" His deep, velvety voice murmured in her ear. She flinched at the sound, but the familiarity of his voice made her eyes widen in recognition.

"What is he doing here? How did he get here?" she asked herself, but she felt a wave of relief wash over her upon recognizing Lucky's voice.

She didn't understand why his presence made her feel safe and happy, especially since he was almost a stranger to her.

Yet, she couldn't deny the comfort she felt. She was about to get up, but Lucky

pulled her towards him, making her straddle him.

Her short shirt rode up, exposing half of her buttocks. She yelped softly as he held her close.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, staring at his oh- so-gorgeous morning

face.

Despite just waking up, he looked incredibly handsome.

"I should be the one asking you that question," he replied, caressing her hair.

"Can you try not to be stubborn today? You went through a lot yesterday so just stay calm and rest okay"

All Abigail could do was nod, feeling almost hypnotized by his words.

"Hmm, that's more like a good girl," he murmured, his thumb brushing against her lower lip.

He licked his own lips sensually as he gazed at her beautiful face.

"But wha-" She couldn't complete her words as he captured her soft lips with

his, sucking on her lower lip and nibbling gently. She was left dumbstruck as sensations overwhelmed her.

"Mm... mm... Ah," she moaned softly,

pushing against his chest in an attempt to break free. She didn't understand why

she always felt so powerless whenever she was in his arms.

He held her hand firmly and pulled her closer, causing her to gasp as he flipped them over, now looming over her. She stared up at him, feeling a mix of emotions and confusion

"Just give in, okay? Don't fight back,because you'll just make me lose control," he whispered, his lips descending on hers again. She clamped her lips tightly, refusing to let him explore her mouth. He smiled at her childish defiance, but he wasn't content with just kissing her lips; he wanted to devour her completely.

He bit her lower lip, eliciting a moan from

her, and he took the opportunity to explore

her mouth with his tongue, sucking on it sensually. She was surprised by the

seductive sounds escaping her lips, never realizing she could make such noises until she met Lucky. His arousal only grew stronger as he heard her moans.

Pushing against his chest, she tried to free herself from his grasp, feeling like a moaning mess under his touch.

"Mm...ah, Lu.. Lucky, stop," she moaned,

attempting to stand up, but Lucky just

grabbed her thighs and pulled her back

down, causing her to gasp at the forcefulness of his actions. As he made her

lay down, her shirt jerked up, revealing her beautifully shaved pu**y.

She flushed red with embarrassment or perhaps anger as Lucky stared at her exposed form.

"Why am I not wearing any underwear?

What exactly happened?" she wondered

in her mind. Gasping once more, she

tried to close her legs, but Lucky was

between them, preventing her from

doing so. She couldn't help but continue

gasping and moaning as he touched her

in various ways, feeling completely

Overwhelmed by his presence and the

intensity of their encounter.

Abigail shivered as Lucky's lips trailed

along her neck, sucking gently and

leaving a bright red mark behind. A soft

moan escaped her lips when he repeated the action behind her earlobe.

She felt a surge of panic as he reached

for the buttons of her shirt, crossing her

arms Over her chest and staring up at

him with pleading eyes.

"Don't do this, please. I-ll do anything

you want. I'll be your P.A., I won't yell at

you again, I promise," she pleaded, her

voice trembling with desperation. But

Lucky just smiled down at her, seemingly unmoved by her words.

"But BIuey, this is also part of the things

I want," he murmured, his gaze fixed on

her smooth, plump lips as he leaned in

for another kiss.