"Birthday present. Do you like it?"
Natasha's voice was slightly hoarse. She tried to make herself look elegant and graceful, as if nothing had happened. However, her heart could not help but beat faster. It was as if the nervousness hidden in the depths of her heart was about to burst out. Would Lucien like it? Would he accept it?
Even the queen, the brave Knight, could not remain calm at this moment. She was not as aggressive and domineering as she appeared to be.
Even if he rejects me, I will not give up. One day, I will conquer him!
Natasha secretly made up her mind to boost her morale. She told herself that a hero would not be judged by one victory or defeat.
Suddenly, she felt a hand on her waist and back. Lucien's slightly hoarse voice sounded in her ears.
"I like it very much, but …"
The hand on her back suddenly tightened, and Natasha was caught off guard. Her body leaned forward and she saw the pair of eyes that were no longer as deep as before, as if a storm had just been raised.
"… But it's not enough!"
Ah? Before Natasha could understand the meaning of this sentence, her mouth was covered by Lucien. She felt his hot breath on her face.
Her lips, which were not thick or thin, were separated by Lucien's strong suction. Her sweet mouth was firmly invaded by his tongue. It swept wildly, looking for the bold and unrestrained dance partner from before.
Hmm? Natasha seemed to understand something. She slowly closed her eyes. Her face was filled with joy and excitement. Although it was dark in front of her, it seemed to be completely illuminated by the light.
Lucien expressed the feelings that he had suppressed for a long time. His kiss was unusually wild, but there was still a lingering uneasiness in his heart. Was Natasha really just a birthday present? There was no other meaning? Did he misunderstand?
Uneasiness, anticipation, uneasiness, and nervousness were all thrown into a pot and boiled into a bowl of indescribable emotions. Lucien slowed down and waited for Natasha's answer.
Suddenly, Lucien felt the tender and smooth tongue entangling with his. It was so forceful and sweet that it even tried to push into his mouth. At the same time, two hands were holding his head.
With a boom, Lucien felt as if fireworks were blooming in front of his eyes. Natasha's answer was expressed without reservation.
Their minds were connected, and the kiss between their tongues gradually intensified. After an unknown period of time, the two of them finally parted while panting. There seemed to be a silver thread connecting their lips.
When Lucien was about to say something, Natasha, whose cheeks were flushed, said delightedly, "Lucien, you taste even better than I thought."
Her pink tongue licked her lips delicately and quickly.
Lucien was immediately embarrassed. As expected of Natasha, but this was the Natasha that he liked.
Natasha's breathing was slightly hurried. "After overcoming the psychological resistance, I realized that I had long liked you. No, Lucien, I want to tell you seriously …"
Her beautiful silver-purple eyes were serious and serious. "I love you. I hope that we can try to get along. I hope that I can share the rest of my life with you. It won't change until death."
As a girl with experience in relationships, Natasha was very clear that confessions had to be done when both parties had a good foundation and their relationship was almost confirmed. Otherwise, a confession from a stranger who wasn't even familiar with him would only scare the other party. Those who were willing to accept it were either greedy or lustful.
Lucien suddenly felt that the date plan that he had worked so hard to come up with was very pitiful. Before it could be put to use, it had been "thrown" into the wastebasket. Even the confession was directly done by Natasha.
However, this was not the time to dwell on this issue. Lucien stared at Natasha's eyes gently and tried to stop his voice from trembling with joy. "Natasha, I love you too. I don't know when it started, but I really liked the feeling of being together with you. I really confirmed my feelings when I returned to Aalto. In the past few years, I've been trying to get close to you and pursue you. I also hope that we can share the rest of our lives in the future. I hope that you can become my wife."
Lucien, who remembered the sentence "Dating without the purpose of marriage is a hooligan", expressed his serious attitude.
Natasha's smile blossomed beautifully. The feeling of liking someone and being liked by them was the best feeling in the world.
She seemed to be a little tired from bending over at this moment, so she spread her legs and quickly slid down Lucien's shoulders to sit on Lucien's lap. Then, she put on a confused and weird expression.
Lucien hurriedly explained awkwardly, "That's … That's a normal reaction."
Crap. The romantic atmosphere was slightly ruined.
Natasha immediately came back to herself. She twisted her waist and successfully saw Lucien's strange expression. Then, she leaned forward and whispered in Lucien's ear in a low and seductive voice, "Lucien's Big Ivan?"
"Yes." Lucien blushed, not knowing how to respond.
Natasha opened her mouth and sucked Lucien's earlobe, spreading the numbness all over his body. Then, she loosened her mouth and chuckled. "I like your reaction. Don't be shy."
Lucien was infuriated. He turned his head and sucked Natasha's soft earlobe softly. To his surprise, he saw that her body was slightly trembling, and a redness quickly rose from her neck to her face.
Was this her sensitive spot?
"I like it when you do this to me, too." Natasha's eyes were misty. She said it directly without any shyness. Then, she smiled curiously and happily. "You said that you fell in love with me a few years ago and were pursuing me. Why didn't I feel it?"
"Because I was worried that you only liked women, so I've been slowly cultivating our relationship and trying to change you." Lucien answered honestly.
Natasha smiled and seemed to be a bit touched. "Lucien, I still like women, but there's only one you in the world. Regardless of gender, I don't feel uncomfortable when I touch your body. It's just like how I didn't like men kissing my hand before, but when it comes to you, I don't feel repulsed at all."
As she spoke, she twisted her waist even more persuasively, making Lucien even more uncomfortable.
"Hehe, since you're working hard to cultivate our relationship, you must have a plan for this birthday party, right? Will you take the initiative even if I don't confess? " Natasha seemed to like Lucien's patience very much. She slowly moved her hips and asked with a naughty smile, "What are you doing?"
"Yeah, I've made preparations and made a plan. From the initial preparation of ingredients, to how to lead the topic, how to play the piano, how to confess, everything." Lucien's brain was filled with blood as he honestly answered.
Natasha was stunned. She had only asked casually and did not expect that Lucien really had a plan. Thus, she asked with interest.
Since he accidentally blurted out this embarrassing matter, Lucien could only repeat the plan in detail. In the end, he said, "In the end, not a single one of them came in handy."
Natasha burst into laughter. "That's really your personality. So interesting!"
As she laughed, her voice came to an abrupt stop. Her eyes turned dark and deep as she said in a hoarse voice, "But, I like it. I like it very much!"
Lucien felt Natasha's burning breath. Looking into her eyes, he understood that she was touched and happy.
He, who had never experienced such a situation, suddenly felt that the plan was not completely useless. Although the contents were not used, the plan itself had successfully moved Natasha. Lucien's mood was instantly sweet and happy, but it was immediately broken by Natasha's declaration.
"Lucien, let's have a child!" Natasha seemed to be a little unaccustomed to this kind of affectionate state. She quickly restrained herself and said excitedly.
Lucien almost spat in her face. Wasn't this progress too fast?
Natasha did not feel anything and continued happily. "I originally planned to borrow your blood and give birth to a child through the artificial insemination method you mentioned. But now, there's no need to go through so much trouble. We can be more direct, haha!"
Lucien was embarrassed again. "Natasha, don't you feel that the romantic and affectionate atmosphere just now has been completely destroyed by you?"
Natasha came to a realization and said with a little vexation, "That's right …"
However, she immediately perked up and looked at Lucien with a smile. "Actually, I feel that we are suitable for this kind of atmosphere. What about you?"
"I also like it. There's no pressure at all. It's relaxed and carefree," Lucien replied honestly.
Natasha pursed her lips and continued the previous topic. "Lucien, I really hope that one day, we can be together openly. Our child can grow up with the blessing of our parents. Yes, this is what I can confirm now. I will also work hard for this goal. Protection is a feeling that comes from the bottom of my heart. It comes from the true Lord at the bottom of my heart. It is there and will always be there. It will not be swayed by other external things. "
Her eyes were clear and firm, as if she had found the path she wanted to walk.
"Me too. I hope that our child can grow up in a healthy family." It was normal for couples to fantasize about the future when they were together. Lucien was no exception and smiled.
Natasha chuckled. "But we have to have a child first!"
"This problem will be solved later," Lucien replied in amusement.
However, Natasha moved her waist again. "Is that so? Your Big Ivan seems to be objecting. It wants to solve it now. "
Without waiting for Lucien's reply, Natasha withdrew her hands and sat up straight with the strength of her waist, holding Lucien's left and right hands.
"Natasha …" Lucien was a little unaccustomed to this progress.
As soon as he said that, Lucien suddenly felt his right hand being held by Natasha. He could vaguely feel a little bulge.
"Do you like it?" Natasha's voice became hoarse, and she seemed to be a little aroused.
Blood rushed to his head, and Lucien couldn't help but nod. Then, his left hand was pulled by Natasha through layers of gauze, and he felt the smooth and elastic skin.
Natasha leaned forward and leaned against Lucien as she asked in a hoarse and sexy voice, "Do you like it?"
"I like it." Lucien felt that he wouldn't be a man if he could hold it in any longer. His left and right hands moved. "Let's go to the lounge …"
"Just here. The dining table is fine, the carpet is fine, and the chair is fine too," Natasha said with a chuckle, her voice indescribably seductive.
Lucien felt that it was better to do it on the bed, so he tried to lift Natasha up. At this time, he suddenly felt a cold hand sneaking into his clothes. It slid down from his chest all the way to the lower part of his body and grasped it.
"I can't wait to taste you."
Natasha's silver-purple eyes seemed to be dripping with water as she kissed Lucien's lips again.
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