Thursday, June 12, 2025
8:45 PM
I wasn’t expecting much for Valentine’s Day, but Lucas can be fucking incredible sometimes. When he told me he’d scored a reservation at that Japanese place in Leblon I love, I almost didn’t believe it. We were in the packed restaurant full of couples, romantic vibe in the air, low lights, waiters running everywhere. And right in the middle of it all, I felt like a total idiot from how happy his gesture made me.
He knows how to be romantic when he wants to, but there’s one catch: Lucas hates waiting.
We were sitting side by side, eating sashimi, and I could already feel his leg rubbing against mine under the table. His hand started sliding slowly up my thigh, under the light dress I’d picked for the night. Warm fingers, just the right pressure, moving higher and higher.
I kept glancing around, biting back a nervous laugh, trying to keep a good-girl face while I shoved another piece of salmon in my mouth. My heart was already pounding. My traitorous pussy started throbbing slowly, soaking my thin panties.
“Lucas…” I whispered, squeezing my thighs together.
He just gave me that dirty smile and didn’t move his hand. His fingers kept climbing, brushing the soft skin on the inside of my thigh, getting dangerously close to the lace of my panties. I felt heat creeping up my neck, my nipples hardening against the dress. I tried to play it off by taking a sip of white wine, but he noticed. There wasn’t much I could hide.
By the time we left the restaurant, I was already soaked as fuck. I walked squeezing my legs together on the way to the car, feeling the fabric of my panties stuck to my swollen pussy. The horniness he’d built up the whole dinner throbbed between my legs, leaving me dizzy.
We barely got inside the house before he went all in.
The second I closed the door, Lucas grabbed me by the waist hard, slammed me against the hallway wall, and crushed his mouth to mine in a starving kiss, pushing me toward the bedroom. Hot, urgent tongue, like he’d spent the entire dinner holding himself back from fucking me right there on the restaurant table. His hands slid down to my ass, squeezing hard under the dress, yanking me against the thick bulge already straining his pants.
He pulled back just a little, looked me up and down with those dark eyes full of want, and smiled, voice low and rough:
“Princess… tonight I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t take anymore.”
A hard shiver ran up my spine. God, when he talked like that I melted completely.
I didn’t even get a chance to answer. Lucas scooped me up like I weighed nothing, threw me on the bed, and climbed on top of me. His mouth devoured mine in a wet, hungry kiss, hot tongue invading everything while his hands squeezed my tits over the dress, groping hard. I moaned softly against his mouth, already grinding my soaked pussy on his thigh, desperate for friction.
He moved his mouth down to my neck, bit lightly, licked his way to my tits. When he reached my nipples he sucked hungrily, tongue swirling, sucking until they were stiff, sore, throbbing with need. I arched my back, pushing my chest into his mouth, moaning louder.
Lucas ripped the dress off in one go and tossed it aside. I was completely naked, legs spread for him. He knelt between my thighs, stared at my swollen, glistening pussy and licked his lips slowly, one by one.
“Fuck, Rafa… you’re soaked as hell.”
He buried his face in me without warning. His hot, soft tongue slid straight over my clit, licking slow at first, then with more pressure, circling, sucking. Two thick fingers pushed deep inside me, curled upward, hitting the exact spot that made me see stars.
I grabbed his head with both hands and shoved him harder against my pussy, grinding desperately on his face. He sucked like it was the best thing in the world, moaning against my wet flesh, fingers pumping faster and faster. The wet sounds filled the entire room.
It didn’t even take two minutes. I came hard on his mouth, shaking all over, thighs clamping around his head while I screamed his name. My pussy pulsed, squirting my juices onto his tongue. Lucas didn’t stop—he kept licking slowly until the tremors eased.
“Come on, Lucas… put it in me. Fuck me, goddamn it!”
He stripped in seconds. His cock was rock-hard, throbbing, the fat head shiny and wet. I spread my legs wider, held my knees up, offering my open pussy to him. Lucas lined the head up and pushed in slow at first, just to torture me, rubbing, parting my swollen lips.
Then he slammed in all at once.
“Fuuuuck!” I screamed, feeling him split me open.
His thick cock drove deep, filling me completely, taking up every inch inside me. I felt my pussy stretching around him, hot, throbbing, the walls clenching tight as he bottomed out. That perfect feeling of being totally taken, stuffed full, his cock pulsing against my cervix while my whole body shivered.
He started pounding with that strong, delicious rhythm that makes your whole body shake. Every thrust hit deep, nailed my G-spot, made my womb throb with pleasure. The wet sound of my pussy swallowing him whole filled the room—pure porn. Lucas gripped my hips hard, yanking me back into every stroke, fucking like he wanted to wreck me.
“That’s it, baby… take it, fuck!” he growled, sweat running down his chest. “Who loves fucks, right? Isn’t that what you said, you little slut? So take it.”
I was losing it. Begging for more, begging harder, voice coming out hoarse and desperate. He flipped me over, put me on all fours, and started fucking even deeper. His hand smacked my ass firmly, yanked my hair, while his cock slammed in and out fast, thick, stuffing me full. I pushed back, twerked on him, wanting every inch pounding at the very bottom.
“Deeper, Lucas… fuck me like your little whore…”
He sped up. The sound of our skin slapping was obscene and perfect at the same time. I came again, clenching around him hard, squirting a little onto the sheets while I shook all over. He didn’t stop. Kept fucking me through my orgasm, dragging the pleasure out, driving me completely insane.
When he was close, he flipped me onto my back again, looked me in the eyes, and fucked slower but deeper, grinding every inch. That look full of love mixed with raw lust melted me completely.
“I love you, Rafa… fuck, I love you so much,” he groaned, voice rough.
“Then cum inside me, baby. Fill me up.”
He came hard, growling my name through gritted teeth, his cock pulsing inside my pussy as thick, hot ropes flooded me. I felt everything leaking out when he pulled out slowly, mixed with my juices, running down my thighs and soaking the sheets.
Happy Valentine’s Day, Lucas.
Who loves fucks… and you fuck with love, with force, with lust, and with your whole damn soul. And I love being your favorite little slut.
Wet kisses from your
Naughty Princess
👑💖