"Your hum is like a roar 

Ringing in my heart 

Your moan is symphony 

Playing in my head 

Stringed together with your breaths 

I want you to fuck me again 

Into the abyss you go 

And pull me out of my despair 

But tomorrow is another day

And I don't know if you would stay 

So in the meantime

Lead the way"

~Lead The Way

Alextbh

[ U N E D I T E D ]

"I'm all in."

Lucas pulled away, his eyes lighting up like a child's on Christmas morning hearing those words leave her mouth. His hand slid into hers, tugging them as he stood up. "C'mon."

Zea let out a giggle, "Hold on, gimme a sec!" She grabbed her purse with her free hand and clutched onto her heels.

Before she had time to react, Lucas was already running. Her laughter filled the air as she allowed herself to be pulled across the garden towards the hotel. They passed the outdoor patio, where the staff was already clearing away the food and wedding decorations.

Lucas pulled her into a corner, bringing their intertwined hands to his lips, "Shh."

Zea looked around the corner, women who she recognized as the bridesmaids were all having fun, trying to take pictures as a group.

She hid behind the corner again, as she saw a member of the staff approaching their direction. Only now did she realize how close they were. Pressed up against each other, she could hear his rapid heart beating. He could probably hear hers as well.

He looked down at her mischievously and winked. He could see the faintest of blushes form on her cheeks under the warm lighting.

He looked around the corner again. The coast is clear. He slowly sneaked towards the entrance, pulling Zea close behind him, before breaking into a sprint towards the lift lobby.

"Hey! No running in the lobby!"

The warning was ignored as the two laughed, dodging guests left and right, earning multiple disapproving looks. To passers-by, it would seem like two teenagers causing a ruckus instead of two mature adults.

 At the nick of time, they were able to slip into a lift as the doors came to a close. Not missing a beat, the two collided their lips into each other, tongues clashing, hands roaming aimlessly.

"Jump," Lucas said—no, commanded. And without a second thought, she did, wrapping her legs around his waist as he supported her by her ass. Her head was above his now, smiling down at him as she leaned in and continued the kiss.

At this point, she didn't care that her dress had ridden up to a scandalous height or that her lipstick was probably smudged. All she cared about was getting this gorgeous man into his room and... how much longer would this bloody lift would take.

As if on cue, a ding sound alerted they've arrived at their floor. Not breaking the kiss, Lucas carried Zea to his room door. With one hand supporting her up, he reached into his pocket for his keycard and unlocked the door.

Immediately, Zea dropped her purse and heels. Lucas walked to the foot of the king-size bed, as Zea untangled her legs from his waist. He tugged onto his tie, loosening it and takes off his jacket hastily.

Zea reached behind to the nape of her neck, pulling at the knot, making it come undone. She allowed the top of her dress fall and hang off, exposing her breasts. As she hooks her thumb into the sides of her dress, she can't help but feel Lucas' eyes devouring her.

She looked up at him, paused in the midst of unbuttoning the fourth button of his dress shirt, it was enough for her to see the defined muscles of his abdomen. He was delectable.

Cheekily, she bent and slides the rest of her dress down, shimmying to push the dress off her hips, eyes holding Lucas' gaze.

He takes in a large breath as she stood there, only in her thong. He clenches his jaw holding back, but then, she bites her lips, and all forms of restraint were gone. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her towards him, their lips finding each other.

 Zea clutched onto Lucas' shirt, as he laid her down on the bed. His hands slid down the curve of her sides.

His lips left hers to pepper kisses along her jawline, down her neck and to her collarbone. Zea arched her neck and clenched her thighs, a moan escaping her lips as Lucas found her sweet spot, nipping lightly.

Lucas fingers trailed south over her stomach, sending shivers all over. His hand settled in between her clenched thighs. "Open up baby," he growled in her ear.

Zea felt her cheeks flush, her sex drenched in lust. Slowly she unravelled her legs, gasping as Lucas' fingers slipped between her now open legs and grazed over her clit. He circled her entrance at an agonizingly slow pace. He couldn't help but get more aroused seeing this marvel of a woman squirm beneath him, begging.

"Please...Stop teasing," she whined through gritted teeth.

Lucas chuckled lightly, his index finger slipping past her thong and into her glistening sex, "Tut-tut, look how wet you are for me."

And she thought her cheeks couldn't get any redder.

He worked slowly at first, slowly gaining speed.

No coherent words could leave Zea's mouth, only moans as waves pleasure filled her brain. The addition of another finger further contributed to the incoherent string of swears that escaped her. 

She pulled Lucas towards her, her tongue seeking out his in an attempt to silence her moans.

It worked, for less than 10 seconds, before she cried out again, grinding against his palm. He thrusts his fingers into her harder, faster. Her toes curled, as her walls tightened against his fingers.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck."

Right before she could reach her climax, he removed his finger from her warmth. A frustrated whine left her lips. But before she could scold him, she felt his fingers hook onto the sides of her thong. He planted kiss after kiss from down her abdomen as he pulled down her thong, his hot breath ghosted her sensitive bud.

The sound of the metal buckle of Lucas' belt coming undone excited her. She got up and kneeled on the bed facing him. She got up to his level, her nimble fingers working their way down, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt.

"You're overdressed," she purred as she slid the fabric off his shoulder, exposing his perfect torso. Her nails raked lightly over his lean and defined pecs, licking her lips, "That's better."

Her hands moved down to his trousers, taking her time unzipping them, earning a groan from Lucas, who took out his wallet from his back pocket, grabbing a foil packet, before tossing the rest of the wallet to the side. He swiftly removed and discarded his trousers, leaving him in his trucks.

He's so fit. Zea's eyes wandered from his newly exposed bicep tattoo, to his abs and to his well-defined Adonis belt that led her eyes to his crotch. Though concealed, the fitting trunks left nothing to the imagination. And judging by the silhouette of his hard-on, this man was blessed.

"Like what you see?"

Zea just nodded sweetly, gaze fixed on his bulge and Lucas swore he could see her throat bob.

She ran her manicured fingers up his concealed dick, his moan sending shivers down her spine. She pulled down the last remaining garment and gave a soft gasp as it sprang into position. His crotch was no different from the rest of his body, well-groomed.

Wrapping her hand around his dick, she gave it a few soft strokes. He tilted his head back, soft groans filled the air. With her free hand, she took the foil packet out of his hand, carefully tearing the foil open with her teeth.

She bent down, bring her face closer to her stroking hand. She gave the tip of his cock a kiss, before putting her mouth over it. The new sensation of Zea's plump, wet lips around his dick made him look down, catching her in a lustful gaze. With a twinkle of her eye, she began to bob her head steadily, going deeper with every bob. Her tongue working their magic.

Lucas's hand found its way to her brown locks, gripping it taut. His eyes rolled back as he pushed her head deeper, his dick found her throat, fully expecting her to gag. But she didn't. She was enjoying this as much as he did. After a few more strokes of her mouth, he pulled her hair back. She let her tongue hang out, dragging it along and over his dick for the last time.

The dark, lustful look in Lucas' eyes made her breath hitch as she rolled the condom over his glistening dick. Thanks to her saliva, the condom slid on effortlessly.

With a finger, he proceeded to tilt her face up to him, leaning down to kiss her and pushing her back onto the bed. Zea raised her hips eagerly, pressing them into his crotch, grinding against him. The friction was not enough for her, she needed him in her.

Lucas chuckled against the kiss, "What do you want, hmm?"

Zea grumbled. She was getting impatient, how could he ask something so obvious? She pressed her hips further into him, hoping he'd get the message.

"I'm sorry, I still have no idea what you want," he teased innocently, his lips moved to her collarbone, hands exploring her body.

Zea was now a whining mess, she couldn't resist any longer, she threw her pride aside and begged.

"You. I want- I need you in me," she breathed, "Please."

Lucas stopped and smiled. He positioned himself at her entrance, his tip barely brushing against her. Seeing how impatient she was, he decided not to tease her any longer and put her out of her misery.

A loud gasp escaped her as her lips parted as it finally happened.

His mouth captured hers, muffling her moans as well as his own as he began thrusting in and out at a steady pace. The feeling of her tight walls squeezing against him was enough to put him on the edge.

Zea wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. The growl that came from Lucas sent vibrations of arousal through her veins. She laid her head back onto the bed, arching her back further, "More..."

Placing a hand on the headboard and another on her hips, he thrusted into her more aggressively.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, mind clouded with ecstasy.

Lucas hissed as she dug her nails into his shoulder, steadying herself. The pressure in her core was building up and she knew she couldn't hold on much longer

The thrusts and slams kept on coming.

Long.

Deep.

Hard.

Grunts and moans filled the room. Waves of pleasure pulsed through her with every stroke, every inch.

"Lucas..."

He could only groan in reply as her walls tightened around him, she was close.

"Fuck, you're so damn tight," he gritted by her ear, "You feel so fucking good."

And those filthy words that left his lips was the last straw. She cried out as she felt her muscles convulse in ecstasy. She trembled as Lucas continued to pound into her, enjoying the feeling of her walls clenching against him.

The feeling of him thrusting into her oversensitive pussy gave her a sensory overload.

His thrusts got sloppier, breath shakier, and she knew he was close. Moments later, he stiffened, finding his release. His moans and growls were music to her ears, as feral as they were.

They rode their orgasm out, before falling into a tangled heap onto the bed. Both panting, trying to catch their breath. They didn't know much time had passed before Lucas got up and tossed the used condom into the trash.

"That was-"

"Amazing."

Their lips found each other again, still high on adrenaline and endorphins. Their hands roamed aimlessly. Their kisses progressively got more ravenous, awakening their sexual desires once again.

"Up for another round?" Lucas teased.

Zea's eyes shone as she gave him a sultry smile, "I have a condom in my purse."