I won't fall for the queen who burned my world-Chapter 225: Side - : Lara the player part 7 ( R18)

The smile faded from Serisa’s face. "Fine. If that’s what you want."

She leaned forward again and kissed her.

Just a touch of lips. Just the barest hint of contact.

But Lara felt like she was drowning. Like she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Like she wanted nothing more than to sink into this moment and never leave.

She whimpered into the kiss. She couldn’t help it.

And now she couldn’t stop it.

She opened her mouth. Serisa’s tongue slipped inside, and Lara felt a rush of heat between her legs.

Oh no, she thought distantly.

Oh, no no no.

She was enjoying this too much. She was getting hard. She was letting this happen when she should be stopping it, she should be fighting back—

She didn’t even have the strength to struggle, because now she was lost in the heat, the wetness, the hunger of Serisa’s mouth. Her hands gripped Serisa’s hair, pulling her closer, holding her there.

"More," she heard herself whisper. "More."

Serisa bit down on her lip and tugged, sucking on the sensitive skin, and Lara cried out. She felt a shudder of pleasure run through her, felt herself getting harder, felt—

She let out a sound somewhere between a whimper and a gasp and gave up.

She stopped fighting.

She gave in.

And let Serisa kiss her, and bite her, and touch her, and do whatever she wanted to her bound hands and helpless body.

Serisa pressed against her, teeth biting, tongue soothing, lips sucking, and Lara moaned into the kisses and gave up.

The kisses went on for hours. At least, it felt like hours. Like she had fallen into some kind of endless dream where all she could feel was the heat of Serisa’s lips and tongue, where all she could taste was the sweetness of her mouth.

She felt hands tugging at her clothes, at her buttons, undoing the tight captain’s uniform piece by piece, and she let it happen.

She let Serisa strip her, let her expose her body, and she shivered in anticipation of what was to come.

Serisa’s mouth moved to her neck, biting and kissing and sucking, and she felt her skin grow hot under the touch. She arched into it, whimpering, begging for more.

Serisa’s hand slid down her stomach, over her hips, and then between her legs. She stroked and teased, and Lara couldn’t help herself. She opened her legs wider, begging silently for more.

Serisa kissed her again, deeper this time, and her hands slid up to unbutton Lara’s shirt.

She pushed it open, exposing her breasts, and Lara moaned as Serisa’s warm mouth closed over one of her nipples, sucking and licking.

" Stop it princess your not..." Lara gasped, squirming as the pleasure hit her. "Stop it! This is not you!"

Serisa didn’t listen. Her tongue flicked over the sensitive peak, and then her lips closed over it, sucking gently.

Lara cried out, her body trembling with pleasure. Her nipples were so hard, so sensitive. She couldn’t take it.

She felt like she was melting under Serisa’s touch, like she was being consumed by a fire that she couldn’t escape.

She didn’t know if she wanted to escape.

All she knew was that she wanted more.

But then Serisa’s other hand slid down, down, until it reached the waistband of her pants, and suddenly she realized what was about to happen.

She couldn’t let this go on.

She couldn’t do this.

Not like this.

"Wait," she gasped, tugging at the golden chains holding her wrists. "Wait, princess, stop."

Serisa ignored her, her fingers already tugging Lara’s pants down over her hips.

"Princess, I mean it. Stop." Lara gritted her teeth, straining against the chains. They were glowing even brighter now, the magic pulsing around her. "I can’t... I can’t do this. Not if you’re not yourself."

Serisa finally looked up. Her eyes were half-lidded, her hair wild, her lips swollen from kissing.

And Lara saw it again. That flicker of uncertainty. Of awareness.

It was fleeting, but it was enough.

She knew that Serisa was still in there.

Somewhere.

And that thought gave her the strength to keep going.

"You’re not thinking straight," Lara said, more gently this time. "You’re not... you’re not you. I know it. You know it." She swallowed hard. "If... if we do this, and you regret it tomorrow, I don’t think I can live with myself."

Serisa stared at her. Her lips parted like she wanted to say something, but then they closed again, pressed into a thin line.

"I won’t regret it," she said finally, her voice rough.

"You might. And then you’ll hate me."

"I already hate you it won’t change anything just fuck me already.That’s what I want since I first saw you ." Serisa snapped back.

"You... you stupid, annoying, insufferable captain. Always flirting with woman and forgetting them."

Serisa tugged Lara’s pants down a little more, revealing the curve of her hips.

"And I am here," Serisa continued, her voice a little ragged. "Right here in front of you. And you won’t touch me. You won’t give me what I want."

Her hand slid further down, brushing over the front of Lara’s boxer briefs.

Lara let out a ragged moan as Serisa’s fingers rubbed against her through the thin fabric. She was so close to the edge, so close to losing control.

"You want this," Serisa whispered, her eyes burning with need. "I know you do. I can see it in your eyes."

She tugged Lara’s boxer briefs down.

And suddenly, Lara was exposed. Her erection sprang free, hard and aching, and she couldn’t help the way she trembled at the feel of the cool air against her overheated skin.

Serisa’s eyes locked on her, and she licked her lips.

"I can’t resist you anymore, Lara," she whispered. "I want you. All of you."

And then she leaned in.

Lara felt her breath against her heated skin. Felt the warmth of her mouth just inches away from where she wanted it so badly.

She couldn’t take it. She couldn’t hold back anymore. Not with Serisa’s lips so close, not with her fingers stroking her so gently.

With a growl, she pulled against the chains again, trying to break free. But they only tightened, holding her in place.

Serisa looked up at her, a smile playing on her lips. "You can’t escape, Captain. Not this time."

She leaned in again, her tongue flicking out to taste Lara’s skin. Lara moaned, unable to stop herself, unable to resist the pleasure that Serisa was giving her.

She was so close. So close to giving in completely.

And then Serisa’s mouth closed over her erection, and Lara felt like she was going to explode.

The sensation was overwhelming. The heat of Serisa’s mouth, the wetness of her tongue, the gentle suction that threatened to pull her under. She cried out, her hips bucking involuntarily, desperate for more.

Serisa took her deeper, her head bobbing up and down, her hand stroking the base of Lara’s erection. She swirled her tongue around the tip, tasting every inch of her, and Lara thought she might lose her mind.

It felt too good. Too perfect.

She couldn’t take it anymore.

With a strangled cry, she came, her body shaking with the force of her release. Serisa swallowed everything, her mouth milking Lara through the waves of pleasure, until finally, she collapsed back against the wall, gasping for breath.

But Serisa wasn’t done yet.

She stood up, her eyes blazing with hunger, and began to undress. She took off her dress, revealing the lace lingerie underneath, and Lara couldn’t help but stare.

Serisa was beautiful. Her skin was smooth and flawless, her curves tempting, and Lara found herself wanting to touch her, to taste her.

Serisa straddled Lara’s hips, her legs on either side of her. And then, slowly, teasingly, she lowered herself down, rubbing against Lara’s erection.

Lara moaned at the contact, her hips jerking up instinctively. Serisa was so wet, so ready, and the feel of her against Lara’s sensitive skin was almost too much to bear.

"Princess," Lara gasped. "Princess, wait."

But Serisa didn’t wait. She kept moving, sliding up and down Lara’s erection, teasing her with the promise of what was to come.

Lara could feel how wet she was, could feel the heat of her core, and it drove her wild with need.

She pulled against the chains, desperate to touch Serisa, to make her feel as good as she was making Lara feel.

But the chains held strong, leaving her helpless to do anything but take what Serisa was giving her.

And then, finally, Serisa positioned herself over Lara’s erection and began to lower herself down.

Lara felt the tip of her erection pushing against Serisa’s entrance, felt the tight heat of her as she slowly slid inside.

She moaned, her head falling back against the wall, overwhelmed by the sensation.

Serisa was tight. So tight. And so wet. She enveloped Lara completely, squeezing around her as she took her deeper and deeper.

Lara couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t think. All she could do was feel, lost in the pleasure of Serisa’s body.

She wanted more, needed more, and she bucked her hips up, desperate to be deeper inside of her.

Serisa gasped, her hands bracing herself against Lara’s chest. She looked down at Lara, her eyes wide with pleasure, and began to move.

She rode Lara hard, her hips slamming down, taking her deep with every thrust. Lara met her movements, her hips rising up to meet Serisa’s, desperate for more.

She felt like she was losing herself in the pleasure, like she was drowning in the feel of Serisa’s body.

She wanted more. She needed more.

She needed to touch Serisa, to taste her, to make her come. But the chains still held her wrists, leaving her unable to do anything but take what Serisa gave her.

And Serisa gave her everything.

She rode Lara with wild abandon, her hips moving fast and hard, her moans filling the air.

Lara felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, felt the pleasure building inside of her until she thought she might explode.

And then Serisa leaned forward, her hands on Lara’s shoulders, and kissed her.

Their lips met in a clash of teeth and tongue, the kiss rough and desperate. Serisa moaned into Lara’s mouth, her hips moving faster, her body clenching around Lara’s erection.

She was close. Lara knew it. She could feel it in the way Serisa’s body tightened, in the way her moans became more urgent.

She wanted to make Serisa come. She wanted to feel her release, to hear her cry out in pleasure.

But she couldn’t. Not like this. Not bound and helpless.

So she did the only thing she could.

She let go.

She gave herself over to the pleasure, letting it consume her completely. She met Serisa’s thrusts, her hips rising up to greet her, her erection buried deep inside of her.

And when Serisa finally came, her body shuddering with pleasure, Lara was right there with her.

She cried out, her own release hitting her like a tidal wave, her body shaking with the intensity of it.

She felt like she was falling, like she was losing herself completely in the pleasure.