Novels by Lucian

I clenched my jaw, staring into the dirty mirror at Frederick's Pub, and tried to push back the tears. Fuck James. I fucking hated him so fucking much. Why couldn't he just listen? Just once. That's all I wanted. Music bumped in through the walls, and I took a deep breath. No, Nora, you're not going to cry. You're going to go out there and have a good time without him. You're going to get fucked tonight-the way you have been begging James to do for weeks now. After applying another coat of bright red lipstick, I walked out of the bathroom. A wave of heat hit me as I scurried through the close bodies toward the bar. Lit with blue accent lights, almost every seat at the bar was taken. James sat at one end, sipping on his whiskey, tie hanging loosely around his neck. I grabbed a glass of scotch from the bartender and sat on the other side, glaring at the man who made my life hell. Well, Jimmy boy, tonight, I'll give you a taste of your own medicine. After downing the drink, the ba

After I started interning under mr. Douglas, I had begun to go crazy for him and his very hard cock. He knew it too, would even refuse to fuck me some days, tease me inn front of my father, just to get a reaction out of me and just to make me beg for him in private. But at his house and in his living room with him a few doors down… He moved his hand down my body and leaned closer to me from behind, brushing his lips against my ear and chuckling deeply into it. “After all this time, and you still think you have control, liza. You're mine. I tell you when i fuck you, where i fuck you, how i fuck you.” When he finally touched the top of my skirt, I moaned softly. Reaching inside my skirt, he played with the hem of my panties and then drove his fingers across the top of them and made his way down farther. I dug my fingers into the couch and gasped when he reached the bottom of my soaked thong. He pressed his finger down against them harder, slowly rubbing circles. “Do you understa

“Sucking up if she needs to.” he laughed, but we both knew it wasn't a joke. Dad chuckled and brushed it off as if it was nothing because that's what it was. To him, mr. Douglas and I were just boss and employees. Nothing more and definitely nothing less. He was to show me how to run a company, and I was to get my shitty ass grades up.Someone's phone buzzed on the desk, and dad stood. “Let me take this,” he said. “It'll be a moment.”The door closed, and mr. Douglas pushed back his seat to stare down at me. He leaned down slight;y and pushed his head into my skirt. “How're you doing down there?” he asked, fingers thrusting up into my pussy. “Being a good girl for me. Sucking me off. Getting your pussy sopping wet for me.”A rush of heat warmed my core, and I nodded. “I need you,” I whispered. “I've been waiting all week for you to put your big cock in me.”mr . Douglas' gaze flickered from my eyes to my lips and back. “God liza, if i could, you'd be in my office everyday like this.

His fingers continued to move in small, torturous circles. I clenched hard on his cock, and he squeezed my neck. I grabbed his wrist, pulling on it gently but not enough to actually pull it off. "It... it feels..." His fingers moved faster, and my legs began to tremble against his shoulders. "How does it feel?" he asked, staring directly at me. He thrust harder into me as my pussy pulsed over and over on him. "Like you want to scream for me?" I furrowed my brows together, tingles running up and down my entire body. The orgasm didn't stop. It continued for nearly an entire minute. Wave after wave of pleasure was running to my core. I parted my lips to moan, my back arching hard, and screamed his name instead. He slowed his pace until he stilled inside of me, eyes closing when I clenched hard on him. Then, he pulled out of me and came on my pussy lips. Claiming my pussy as his. My breath caught in my throat, and I hopped off of the desk, hurrying to get my pants on becau

Professor Rollins gazed at me for a long time,nodding his head to Mr.Douglas and then handed him my phone. Rollins gathered his belongings and walked right out of the room. Nick lingered by the door. Mr, Douglas gazed over at him. "I'll meet you at the house for dinner," he said. "I need to talk to miss (surname) beforehand about"- he held up my phone - "this. Don't wait for either of us." Nick nodded his head and left the room, leaving me alone with Mr Douglas in a deserted college business classroom. He walked to the front of the desk and leaned against it, crossed one leg over the other and sighed slow but deeply. I took three heavy breaths and dragged by feets over to him, trying not to look too excited about the fact that we were left alone . Because I wasn't. I really, really wasn't. Intact, I was dying of anxiety. It's a classroom for fuck sake- anyone could have forgotten a notebook and come back for it. I stared up at him, my gaze lingered on the bulge in the front of

"How's everything coming along in there?" Dad asked. I bit my lip, trying to hold back my moans, and dug my nails into his shoulders. He pounded his fingers deeper inside of me. I arched my back and threw my head back. "It's coming along." Mr. Douglas chuckled. My fingers dug deeper into his skin as I desperately tried to keep my moans quiet. "Isn't it, Liza?" My legs trembled as the pleasure pulsed out of me. "Yes," I said. I listened quite distantly to Dad's footsteps padding away. And when he did, I sank into the bed and took a deen breath This was definitely not how I was expecting this night to go. When we finished, we walked back down to the dining room as if nothing had happened. Dad smiled at me as we entered. "Did you finish?" My face flushed red, and I nodded my head. " Yeah, Mr. Douglas is going to have to help me more often. He is really great at it." I sat back down, and he took his seat as well. Dad turned to Mr. Douglas. "Would you mind if I saw those picture