Chapter 200: Eating Lucy (b) (1/2)

After all, how could Elliot easily let go of the treasure that had fallen into his laps? He wasn't a good Samaritan! He also wasn't a eunuch or a monk that had announced to stay virgin, away from the red dust of the mortal world, from all pleasures of life!

”Kiya~!” He grabbed her soft hands and pushed her back into his embrace. This time, though, he warped a hand-arm around her waist and used his other hand to raise her chins. Her soft rabbit mounds pressed on his sturdy chest, and he could feel that their peaks had long since perked up in anticipation even though they were fully clothed. Lucy's eyelashes were fluttering, and she was red all over. Her face looked as red as an apple, enticing the young man to take a bite out of it and check its level of sweetness. She quivered as his lips met the softness of her face, making her warm and embarrassed. She felt confused at being held so intimately by a man she met not too long ago.

Strangely enough, she didn't feel repulsed. Also, she didn't want to push him away a second time.

'Was this love at first sight, or was he the type of man that every girl would like to sleep with even if they were trying to stay a virgin for their husband? What a seductress! Too horrifying!' She gulped, the voice sounding pleasant to the man's ears.

Her pointy ears set aflame his lust, making him want to lick, lick, and lick her to the bone.

Done tasting her cheeks, he brought his face closer to her, and she didn't move away. Rather, she closed her eyes. Call it the spur of the moment, a last-minute decision, or her foolishness of wanting to share flame with a person who kills without blinking, but she wanted him to kiss her.

Elliot didn't disappoint the maiden's heart and pressed his lips on her little ones. Lucy was still inexperienced about lips to lips kiss. However, the man taking her first kiss had had several hundreds of such experiences. It wasn't hard to turn that the one he bullied was Lisa. His devilish tongue came out of his mouth and pressed on her lips with such force that they parted open.

What happened next—Lucy could only determine it as full of pleasure and blissful. Elliot's tongue slithered into her innocent mouth, directly reaching her tongue. Then, it licked it and pressed on it, tasting its sweetness. He guided the inexperienced her into intertwining her tongue with his.

She felt as if she was a sugar baby held captives by her Sugar Daddy, having no way of escaping his vicious clutches. He then sucked on her lips as if he was a man out in the desert for the past month with nothing to drink who had come across a pond of water. Were her lips honestly so tasty that he acted so desperate? Lucy was a bit confused but the pleasure that came from sharing a kiss with the man that managed to move her heart was ten times more intense than her confusion.

Suddenly, her eyes widened to a complete circle! While kissing her, Elliot had lowered his hands and grabbed the soft pillows on her back, squeezing them. She hurriedly moved her hands to hold his arms. Elliot realized that she wasn't comfortable with him taking such kind of liberty with her, so he moved his hands away from her softness, causing her to ease her.

However, she then felt even dizzier and put her hands on his chest, trying to push him away. Elliot broke the kiss, and a thin crystal clear thread of saliva stretched from one mouth to another—a vivid sign of the passionate kiss the two just shared.

Lucy's hands balled into a fist and she started waving them at his chest, hitting him once, twice, and many more times.

Elliot teasingly smiled. She wasn't attacking him with the intent of hurting him as her hammering felt more like feathers landing on hard ground.

”What's wrong?”

”I couldn't breathe! You bully!” The rims of her eyes had turned red, and tears were threatening to drop out of her eyes. Honestly, she was afraid there for a moment, thinking that she would faint or even die because of a lack of oxygen.