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Loner's Retreat: Cassian & Lucia, Part 2

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By Sharlene AlbaPublished 6 years ago 6 min read
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LUCIA

"I thought you quit smoking," Dylan Lopez, the best cook Lucia knew, commented as she blew smoke rings out of her mouth and she let him inside her shack. She glanced at the man leaning against her closed door as she put her cigarette out into the ashtray and smirked. He came for his usual fix, something he claimed only she could give him. Lucia would be more than happy to oblige if her mind weren't occupied with other things. Such as how she was going to come up with thirty-grand by the end of the month, convincing the bank to give her an extension, and the mysterious man named Cass who'd awakened something in her she didn't even know she had. She could fuck Dylan every night and not feel a thing. Most women would kill for that kind of ability. For Lucia, it was a trait passed down through the women in her family. The men usually suffered because of it.

Dylan was the first not to be affected, since they shared the same cold-heart. Sure, they could charm people, lure them in for some temporary fun with smiles and sex appeal, but when it came down to commitments, the raw emotional stuff, Lucia dismissed it. She tried it once. Thought she might feel something other than nothing.

But it ended in disaster, just like she knew it would.

"The bank called again today." Lucia defended her bad habit, as she popped a mint into her mouth and sat on her rocking chair while Dylan crossed over to her and lowered himself before her. His hands covered her calves, up to her thighs and finally stopped at her waist, pulling her hard against him.

"Am I going to be out of a job soon?" Dylan asked as he hiked up her dress and pulled it off her. She always wore matching sets of panties and bras. Tonight she'd chosen white silk, one of Dylan's favorites. He always took his time taking them off of her.

"Lets hope not," Lucia answered, while her hands cradled his face, her fingers running through his thick and curly hair as she stared down into those sea-green eyes of his. She remembered the first time they caught her attention. The coldness in them had enveloped her interest, trapping her to him from the moment they introduced themselves at the annual bonfire the beach house owners held each year during the holidays. It had been her first time attending since she was a little girl and she felt out of place in a crowd full of new faces. The sole purpose of her family's business was to have a place available for those lonely people who had nowhere to go during the holiday season. Lucia became one of those people the moment she buried her mother two years ago. Their mission statement held a single purpose back then, but now it had turned into a match-making haven for lost souls. Jonas and his new wife had proven that to her two years ago when they got engaged on the property. It brought them business, and it caught Dylan's attention as well enough for them to meet that night.

Which was why Lucia had a hard time dismissing fate existed.

Dylan and her never talked about their arrangement. They fucked when they needed to and always kept their business on a professional level. It was easier that way. Easier to people like them anyway.

But to men like Cass, who exuded money and power, who were used to people bending over at their words, they only thrived if they had an audience. It made Lucia angry that she was now part of that world. He captured her attention with his gentleman-like manners, a foreign accent that made her think of the most expensive imported cars in the world, and a smug smile that rivaled her own. She wanted to do more than spank him. She wanted him to want her, the way Dylan always did. Lucia wanted Cass to pick her up by her waist and push her up against the wall, with the sole purpose of fucking her brains out until she forgot all of her problems.

For now, Dylan would have to do. Until Cass came to her, willingly.

Dylan picked her up by her waist, and placed her on the edge of her bed, then proceeded to take off his clothes. He worked on his ripped body often, and going surfing early in the morning certainly helped. But he never could get rid of his baby cheeks, according to him anyway. Lucia appreciated a nice toned body but it was always the eyes that got her to sigh for a man.

And the look in Dylan's eyes right now let her know she'd be sighing more than once tonight.

She watched him as he reached to open the drawer on her side table next to her bed. He pulled out her vibrator and nipple clamps and placed them next to her, causing her to smile as she pulled herself back near the pillows and opened her legs for him. Lucia rubbed at her pulsating clit twice before Dylan tugged at her hand and replaced it with the vibrator. He teased her with the rubber device, sliding it along her folds, making her more wet, more anxious for a release.

When he slipped the vibrator into her, inch by inch, his thumb rubbed her clit in slow circles, causing Lucia's body to writhe, her back to arch against the source of the pleasure. Once he finally turned on the device, Lucia held back a loud moan, her aching nipples hardening as Dylan's warm breath blew over them. He used his wet mouth to get them ready for the clamps, and as he closed over them, one by one, Lucia's orgasm began to form in slow waves.

She opened her eyes to see the lust opening the gates around his green irises, allowing the animal in him to come out. Once Dylan replaced his finger on her clit with his tongue, he continued to flick at it while the vibrator made her hips jump, her orgasm fueling the fire Cass started the moment he laid eyes on her.

Lucia's desperation for getting Cass out of her mind was too great to ignore. So much so, that she had to pull Dylan underneath her body. She climbed on to his face, her thighs cradling his cheeks as she began to ride his hungry mouth. Her hands braced themselves on her bedpost, as her hips followed the rhythm of the movements the tip of his tongue made inside of her. His hands gripped at her ass, squeezing as he pulled her down closer into his mouth, making her come hard. She could feel her nectar sliding down this tongue as he licked every drop and it only made her more eager to please him.

She slipped off his face and lowered herself before his potent erection, her eyes pinning his gaze as she took his cock in her mouth. She made sure he saw every lick her tongue gave the tip of his member, every stroke of her hand on his hardened balls. It made him bite his lip, as he stared into her eyes. She brought him to his first orgasm when she deep-throated him, using the back of her throat as a substitute for her tongue, then brought him out before she gagged.

When she finished swallowing all of his juices, he flipped her underneath him again, holding her hands above her head, brushing his lips over hers before he drove into her with his own dick. He was still hard and she was still wet enough to take him in deep, just how she liked it. Once she felt the tip of his cock hit her g-spot, she moaned deeply, Dylan's mouth keeping her quiet with his own as he kissed her with the same hunger his dick fucked her with.

This was her nightly routine. And she could never imagine anyone else bringing her this kind of unbridled pleasure. The kind that never resulted into a whirlwind of complicated emotions.

And Lucia had a feeling her new guest came with a lot more baggage than he showed up with.

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Sharlene Alba

Full of raw and unfiltered fluid poems, short stories and prompts on love, sex, relationships and life. I also review haircare, skincare and other beauty products. Instagram: grungefirepoetry MissBeautyBargain Facebook: grungefirepoetry

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