GOSH, LUCIENNN!

Lucien can't recall the last time he was taken care of in this manner. The sensation is out of this world. It's unlike anything he's ever felt. He holds onto her nipple and sucks sensually, giving it all his attention and care. He has to show her how grateful he is.

After suckling for a while, he comes to a halt, twirls his tongue over her nipple, and latches back on it.

"Mmm," Juliet tilts her head and moans. She shudders lightly as she digs her hands into his hair. And while the sensation sweeps through her, washes his hair and climbs on top of him. All of this she does while being careful not to let her breast leave his mouth.

Lucien will not stop sucking. Instead, he increases his pace. Even when she starts scrubbing his back, he goes on sucking, sucking, and sucking.

"Mmmm, oh," slow sensual moans escape Juliet's lips. She is losing it. He's infiltrating her mind. No, she should be in charge for now. She gently pulls her breast out his mouth. "Mummy has to take care of you first.