Lucien carried me through the massive double doors of his isolated mansion like a conquering king carrying his spoils of war. The house was breathtaking dark, luxurious, and completely secluded. But I barely noticed any of it. My mind was spinning, my body still trembling from the way he had fingered me relentlessly during the entire car ride here.
He didn’t pause. He marched straight up the wide marble staircase, his strong arms holding my curvy body tightly against his chest. My habit was still bunched around my waist, my bare, dripping p***y exposed and leaking down my thighs.
He kicked open the doors to his master bedroom and threw me onto the enormous king-sized bed. I landed on my back with a soft bounce, my heavy breasts spilling out of the top of my torn habit, my legs falling o
