Chapter 61 It's Just Sex

• MADALINA
• "You may leave now." My feet slid off the bed and met the dark red carpet. Its fluffy texture tingled my toes as I walked towards the closet to get the black satin robe, the temporary clothing before I got rid of my guest. Drops of sweat rolled down my cleavage. Swiftly, I tucked my platinum blond hair into a messy bun and glanced over my shoulder.
• Lucien was still in my bed, panting for air. His dick was a little hard but no longer pointing upwards like a sword ready to pierce through flesh. Oh, and he did perform well. I shivered when our sex scene replayed in my mind again.