Pushing her hip down with a near bruising force, Lucian's lower body ground hard and unforgiving between the opening between her thighs. What with the mess of her skirts fabric shoved out of the way, it left little more than his own trousers to stop him from actually claiming her maidenhead for his own. His long, low groans of pleasure turning to a singular, earnest grunt of frustration as he abruptly stopped her from talking and lifted his head to seize her mouth again. He'd never needed to rape a woman at any point of a life, seduction was something he did a little too well but right then, that moment she said stop, Lucian half considered taking her anyway despite her askance to not continue further. He was certain by the time they were finished, the word 'no' would have transformed to something along the lines of 'oh sweet Merlin yes!' but it was that god damned inkling of respect he actually had for her that started to slow his body.
Propping himself up above her, to look down upon her lovely face, Lucian couldn't stop himself from suckling that sultry, swollen pout of her lip between his teeth once more before letting it go with a wet sounding, satisfying smacking noise. There was no doubt in his mind the vision of her just then would be something he'd take with him into the beds of other women. The messy nature of her hair, the way her lips had gone poutty and glossy from his kisses was immaculate and the rouge flush lining her cheeks, neck and collar bone was exquisite. He'd had tons of women in his time but there were very few, a handful at best, that he actually earnestly desired. Adrienne de Marque was one of them.
Keeping the weight of himself held a minuscule inch off her, Lucian met her eyes with a dangerously, dark desire riding inside of his own. The hard knocking of his heart deep in his chest pounded with the rush of sexual adrenaline right up to his ears as his free hand not holding his body above her slithered to her wrist and claimed it in a firm hold of his fingers. Starring deep into her eyes without a moments relent, Lucian guided Adrienne's hand down the bare expanse of his torso, past the groove of his navel button and to the bulge protruding from the crotch of his pants like a monolithic column of rome.
Assertively forcing her hand to turn over and her palm to press into his very, physical, masculine vitality, Lucian held her palm against his groin - guiding her fingers to rub it up and down the length of him twice - before his face dipped down into the side of her cheek and whispered unto her ear before gliding the tip of his tongue over the delicate shell of her ear; "...Then tell me where I can take you..." He mumbled on her ear, flicking it delicately with his tongue before pausing to tug at the fleshy dangle of her earlobe playfully before continuing to speak; "...so I might have even the smallest taste of what it would have been like to be your lover....Adrienne...La mia bella donna..."
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