Chapter 210

ELORA'S POV “Lucian, stop it, will you.” I was standing in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, hair still damp from my shower, trying to focus on dinner. Trying being the key word…because Lucian had been glued to me ever since I stepped out of the bathroom like I was some kind of personal oxygen supply. “I can’t, baby,” he murmured against my neck, arms wrapping around my waist from behind. “You smell so good I wanna eat you out again.” “I think you've had enough for the day, Mr Weston.” “But baby,” He whined, rubbing on my breast. “I want more.” I sighed, gripping the spatula tighter. “Lucian, I have to be fast with this. You barely ate anything all day.” He chuckled softly, slipped one hand into my shorts and cupped my pussy. “This was enough of a meal for me, if you ask. And I could easily remind you how loud you screamed on my desk in case you forgot.” It took everything in me to not have him right here in the kitchen. I dropped the spatula and turned to face him. “Lucian.” That damn s