The night Isn’t over
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I didn’t stop kissing him even after we left the car and I wheeled him into the mansion. Every few seconds, I made sure I kissed him on the lips, not letting go of him. When we got into the mansion, Rotimi was nowhere to be found, and that meant we had the whole house to ourselves. “I can’t wait to have you to myself!” Loukas whispered to me as I wheeled him into the elevator. My heart fluttered as he rubbed my hand gently and I felt butterflies in my stomach.
I wanted him as much as he wanted me, but Loukas was impatient, unlike me. While we were in the elevator, his left hand caressed the slit of my dress. His hand went up until it reached the band of my pants. “What are you doing?” I suppressed a moan as he caressed the band of my pants.
“I want you so badly and it’s a shame that I can’t stand up and slam you up against the wall and fuck you until your legs start shaking! ” The way he said it made me gulp and I cleared my throat. He sounded like someone who was about to devour me, and that was exactly what he planned on doing.
“Look,” I said, removing his hand from under my dress. I pointed to the elevator doors as they opened and wheeled him out of the elevator.
“You can’t escape from me tonight, Hillary!” He said it in a deep voice that made my whole body shiver, even when he didn’t touch me.
” What are you going to do to me?” I asked him as I walked into the room.
Loukas laughed and grabbed my hand. I was pulled into his lap and he grabbed my chin, so I’ll be facing him. “First, I am going to kiss you.” He leaned in and kissed me slowly and passionately. The kiss was slow and I liked it, unlike when it was fast and rough. When Loukas pulled away, I gasped for breath. “Won’t you ask what I’ll do to you next?” He placed his hand on his face.
“What else are you going to do to me?” I bit my lip and wrapped my hand around his neck.
Loukas didn’t reply and instead kissed me on the neck. His tongue trailed down my neck, and then he started sucking on my neck as if he was a hungry vampire.
I moaned in pleasure and grabbed a handful of his hair as he continued kissing my neck leaving behind hickeys that’ll take days to disappear. My body shook terribly under his touch as he continued sucking, and I thought I’d faint from pleasure when he touched my breast and fondled it. “Loukas!” I called out his name.
Loukas raised his head to face me and smiled brightly at me. “You know what I’ll do next?” He asked, and I shook my head in response. ” Then I’ll remove your dress.” His left hand found its way to my zipper and he slowly zipped down my dress, leaving me naked like the day I was born in front of him. “I can’t get tired of your breasts,” he smiled as he grabbed one of mine and sucked, using his tongue to tease my hard nipple.
“Loukas!”
“Why are you calling my name?” His mouth left my nipple and captured my lips. “I want you to ride me right on this wheelchair,” he ordered.
In the wheelchair? I thought that I had heard him wrong. “You want me to ride you in your wheelchair?” I asked just to make sure I didn’t hear him wrong.
” Yes,” he answered.
I nodded my head in response and stood up from my seat. I helped him unbuckle his belt and pulled down his belt, leaving him with his briefs. I slowly pulled down his briefs and sat on top of him. “I don’t want to injure you, Loukas,” I was concerned about his body because he was still recovering and I didn’t want to hurt him. “Are you sure you’ll be fine?”
“Go hard, dear wife,” Loukas winked before slapping my arse.
“I never pictured you as a man who enjoys stuff like this.” I slowly inserted his dick inside of me and groaned as I sat on his lap. ” Loukas!” I started slowly and watched him as I rode him. “I don’t want this to end!” I told him, and he nodded in response. He probably didn’t know that I was referring to our marriage, but I didn’t care if he was referring to something else. I just wanted to enjoy that moment with him.
” Me too,” he moaned. ” I don’t want this to end!” He placed his left hand on my waist and guided me as I rode him. “The night is not over yet,” he said and captured my lips.
“The night isn’t over yet!” I repeated after him.