Cassian's experience with women had been quite an adventure—at least when it came to sex. If not with every woman he knew, then at least with half of them. It had probably made him start believing that every woman had a lustful side.
Lucy only reinforced that idea. The wide smile she wore as she looked down at him—like she might devour him alive—was enough on its own to push him close to the edge. And then there was her bare, obscene body. Even hidden under layers of clothing, she could make him hard, but like this, with her large breasts bouncing and the sounds of her hips driving down against him, it was overwhelming. The wet sounds mixed together as she moved, splattering her juices on him each time she came down and lifted again.
