All Chapters of Anything For You: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

When the last bite was gone, Emily stood, gathering the plates. "Alright, lover boy. Decision time."Lucas raised an eyebrow, intrigue sparking in his eyes. "Oh?"She leaned against the counter, purposely arching her back just enough to make the babydoll ride up. "I've got a chocolate gateau chilling in the fridge. Question is, do you want that now, or are you too... distracted for dessert?"Lucas' eyes darkened, his gaze raking over her body with unmistakable hunger. "Fuck, Em. You know damn well I can't think about food right now.""You sure?" she teased, voice huskier than intended. "It's a damn good gateau."In one fluid motion, Lucas was on his feet, closing the distance between them. "The only thing I want to taste right now," he growled, "is you."Emily's breath caught as he caged her against the counter, his body radiating heat. "Well," she managed, trying to keep her voice steady, "who am I to deny such a polite request?"Lucas crashed his lips into Emily's, his tongue and li

Emily's body suddenly went rigid, every muscle clenching as the orgasm crashed over her. A guttural moan escaped her lips, dissolving into breathless gasps as waves of pleasure radiated through her. Her thighs trembled, threatening to close around Lucas' head, but his firm grip kept her open to him."Fuck, Lucas," she panted, her chest heaving. "That was..."He looked up at her, a cocky grin on his face. "Delicious," he finished for her, licking his lips.Emily laughed, a mix of post-orgasmic bliss and genuine amusement. "Smug bastard," she said affectionately.Lucas pressed a kiss to her inner thigh. "I'm going to grab a condom," he said, his voice husky with desire. "Don't move."As he stood and walked towards the bedroom, Emily couldn't help but admire his naked form. She thought about how different this was from her tumultuous relationship with Ryan. No power struggles, no underlying tension - just raw, honest desire.Lucas returned, already rolling the condom on as he approached.

Emily's breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. She sat up, scooting to the edge of the bed. Her eyes locked with his as she leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss to the tip of his cock.Lucas inhaled sharply, his hand coming to rest on the back of her head. "Fuck, Emily," he whispered.Without breaking eye contact, Emily parted her lips and took him into her mouth. The taste of him, musky and masculine, sent a jolt of arousal straight to her core. She swirled her tongue around the head before taking him deeper, relishing in the way his fingers tightened in her hair."Christ," Lucas groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily. "Your mouth feels incredible."Emily hummed in response, the vibrations making Lucas curse under his breath. She set a steady rhythm, alternating between long, slow strokes and quick, shallow ones. Her hand came up to wrap around the base of his shaft, working in tandem with her mouth.Lucas' breathing grew ragged as Emily continued her ministrations. "Fuc

Emily's eyes snapped open, heart pounding. Shit. She was late for work.Panic seized her as she fumbled for her phone, but found only rumpled sheets beside her. Where the hell was Lucas? Then she heard it - muffled voices and the clatter of dishes from the kitchen. Was that... Sophia? Emily groaned, dragging herself out of bed. Her muscles ached in places she'd forgotten existed. She tugged on Lucas' discarded t-shirt, inhaling his lingering scent as she stumbled towards the kitchen."Well, look who finally decided to join the land of the living," Lucas drawled as she appeared in the doorway. His eyes raked appreciatively over her bare legs. Emily flipped him off, collapsing into a chair. "Why didn't my alarm go off?”"Relax, sleeping beauty. I turned it off. You were out cold," Lucas said, sliding a steaming mug of coffee in front of her. "Figured you could use the rest."Heat crept up Emily's neck as memories flooded back. She took a long sip of coffee, avoiding his smirk."Morn

"Any other burning questions about my sex life?" Emily asked, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Might as well get it all out while we're stuck in traffic."Sophia laughed, then bit her lip thoughtfully. "Actually, yeah. Is it an all-the-time thing, or just sometimes? The power play stuff, I mean."Emily's eyes widened slightly. "Oh god, no. Not all the time. Just sometimes," she replied, shaking her head. "I don't think I could handle that 24/7. It's intense.""Yeah, I can imagine," Sophia mused."It's more like... a spice," Emily continued, gesturing vaguely with one hand. "Something to add flavour, not the whole damn meal. I need to feel like myself most of the time, to be in control of my own life. But occasionally..." She trailed off, a slight flush creeping up her neck.Sophia grinned. "Occasionally, you want to be thrown around a bit?"Emily snorted. "Something like that. It's about trust, really. Knowing I can let go completely and he'll take care of me. But I couldn't live in t