My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 383

Chapter 383: Spit it out

[Warning: This Chapter contains strong language and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.]

There was a trace of amusement and anticipation in Lucian’s eyes when he realized what was happening. His palm stroked the top of her head, his expression encouraging.

Right then and there, Ashley knew he liked the idea.

And that Liza was right.

Men were simpler creatures than she had thought.

Liza’s exact words to her had been:

"Dear, marriage isn’t supposed to be full of just struggles and love. Those are already given. Marriage is supposed to be loaded with sex as well! Don’t just change positions—include foreplay. And if things get boring, toys. Thrill is also a factor, you see?"

Ashley still couldn’t believe she had sat there listening to her beloved Auntie Liza discuss what was supposed to be a sensitive topic.

The corners of her lips curled upward as she saw the anticipation in Lucian’s eyes.

Pulling down the waistband of his pajamas, her smile disappeared.

Ashley slowly wrapped her fingers around him and gulped, feeling slightly intimidated.

But if this could get inside me... I think I’ve stretched my jaw enough.

Moving closer, she stuck out her tongue slightly. She started on the top, licking the drop of his cum from the tip.

Lucian’s mouth fell open the moment she touched him.

"Damn," he breathed, hunching over until one hand braced itself against the edge of the counter.

His other hand remained on top of her head.

The more she continued — licking it like ice cream — the more confident her movements became.

Lucian swallowed hard as he felt his throat dry up. He watched her every movement, growing more affected each time her eyes flicked up toward him.

His face reddened. His breathing remained controlled. His entire body was tense with anticipation.

Then she tried.

Opening her mouth a little wider.

A deep exhale escaped him as he shuddered at the warmth around him. His hand trembled on top of her head, stopping himself from moving too abruptly.

"Ash," he breathed.

That only encouraged her further.

"Shit."

Lucian gathered her hair gently in one hand and tilted his head back, his eyes closing. Pleasure was etched across his face.

"Slowly," he whispered, guiding her carefully.

When he looked down again, he exhaled sharply.

She didn’t answer.

But he could tell she was trying. He could feel it, tightening around him slowly, careful so her teeth wouldn’t graze him.

Lucian’s grip on the counter tightened.

She hadn’t done this before, yet somehow she was learning quickly.

But just as he was beginning to lose himself in the moment, a knock at the front door abruptly shattered the atmosphere.

Even Ashley froze.

Lucian frowned and stared toward the entrance. It took him a second to remember.

The medicine.

He had asked Red to bring medicine.

"..."

Lucian blinked, wondering whether he should curse himself, curse Red, or simply accept his fate.

Before he could decide, Ashley moved again.

Lucian snapped out of his thoughts and looked down. The moment their eyes met, she winked.

Fuck.

Lucian exhaled heavily.

She wasn’t stopping.

For reasons he didn’t want to examine too closely, all he felt was excitement. The interruption somehow made the situation even more thrilling.

It aroused him.

"Where did you learn to be this naughty?" he grunted, trying to compose himself while watching the doorknob slowly turn.

"It’s turning me on."

Lucian leaned forward against the counter, both hands braced against it. His eyes glinted dangerously.

"Master?" Red’s voice echoed from the entrance.

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