She felt her head spinning as she stared absentmindedly at Luke. Before she could gather her thoughts, Luke didn’t wait for her answer. He gently tilted Hera’s head upward and, with a confident move, drew her closer. His lips met hers in a decisive kiss, his other arm wrapping around her waist to pull her closer.


    Before Hera couldprehend what was happening, Luke’s lips were already on hers, gently sucking on her bottom lip. As she attempted to speak, Luke seized the moment to slide his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss. When their tongues met, he let out a hungry groan, eagerly intertwining his tongue with Hera’s in a series of passionate exchanges.


    Hera’s thoughts came to a halt as her head grew fuzzy, oxygen seemingly drained, and her knees turned to jelly. All she could focus on was how incredible Luke’s kisses were and the delicious twitching sensation deep within her core.


    "Oh my GOD! Is horniness a disease?" The thought shed through Hera’s mind as Luke continued to savor every bit of her taste. She tried to push him away to catch her breath, cing her hands on his sturdy chest, but he was like an immovable rock, not flinching no matter how much she pushed.


    Instead, he tightened his grip on her waist, as if afraid she’d get away from him. His other hand, which had been on her jaw, slid further to the back of her head to prevent her from turning away.


    Luke bit Hera’s lower lip and sucked on it gently before using his tongue to tease her lips. Then, his tongue slipped back into her mouth, coaxing her tongue toe out and y, inviting it to dance with his.


    Hera followed Luke’s lead, sticking out her tongue, and he didn’t waste a second, sucking on it right away. She moaned into his mouth as he continued his assault of kisses. His thumb yed with her sensitive earlobe, making her writhe like a boneless squid in his arms.


    Luke’s kisses alternated from gentle to needy, but before he could go any further, a loud ’ding’ sound brought them back to reality. The elevator stopped moving, and the doors slowly opened.


    <i>’So much for holding back,’</i> Luke thought to himself as he reluctantly pulled away from Hera. A thin silver thread of saliva connected their tongues. Luke gave Hera onest lingering kiss, then licked her lips where the thread ended. A smirk yed on his lips, his eyes glinting with a hint of deep hunger and danger.


    If they weren’t in the elevator but in a room, Hera was certain that Luke wouldn’t have let her go so easily. She also realized that she wasn’t as adverse to physical intimacy with the male leads anymore; in fact, she felt her body craving it, screaming to be taken, and growing frustrated that they hadn’t reached the next stage.


    When Luke withdrew from her, Hera felt a lingering attachment, and as he stepped back, she couldn’t shake the feeling of emptiness that followed. Hera felt her body changing, unsure whether it was for better or worse at that moment.


    Luke took onest deep look at Hera, his eyes glinting with mixed emotions before he finally let the elevator doors close. Even after the elevator reached the penthouse floor, he lingered there, lost in thoughts of the kiss he had shared with Hera. He had never felt such a strong attraction or desire for a woman’s touch before.


    If Luke hadn’t regained control at thest second, he might have found himself with Hera’s legs wrapped around his hips, making love to her right there in the elevator. However, his rationality prevailed. He realized that it could potentially be Hera’s first time, and such a public and non-romantic setting might give her the wrong impression—that he was only interested in a casual fuck, which she clearly wasn’t.


    He didn’t want to hurt her feelings, although he was being impatient now, he could still hold on to his desires.


    After standing in front of the elevator door for a half-hour, he returned to his unit without bothering to turn on the living room lights, heading straight for his bedroom. He could still smell Hera’s lingering scent on his body as he took a deep breath, imagining her in his arms, recalling the kiss they shared, and the sensation of her soft body against his.


    He continued to imagine what he wanted to do to Hera in the elevator—how she would cling to his neck, her legs straddling his waist, as he gently thrust inside her, giving her time to adjust to his size.


    "Oh God," Luke murmured, his gentle demeanor giving way to a primal desire and possessiveness. His cock throbbed insistently in his pants, his arousal bing almost unbearable. With trembling hands, he unzipped his pants, freeing himself and stroking harder, imagining what might have happened if he hadn’t held back. He imagined how it would feel inside her tight warm pussy, how tightly she would hold onto him, and the sound of her voice as he thrust into her with his hard cock.


    Luke’s breathing grew ragged, his chest heaving with each heavy breath. His head tilted back as he felt his arousal nearing its peak, his urgent strokes bing harder and more desperate until he came abruptly. Strings of cum shot from his cock,nding on his heaving, muscr abdomen.


    With his eyes closed, Luke’s thoughts remained consumed by Hera. He envisioned his cock deeply buried inside her tight warm pussy,zily thrusting to ensure every drop of his cum was released inside her. He imagined supporting her gently, her back against the cool elevator wall, before guiding her back to his unit. There, still connected intimately, he gently carried her to his bed, where theyy together until they drifted off to sleep.


    He paid no mind to his appearance or the sweat glistening on his skin. Lost in the fantasy of Hera peacefully nestled in his arms, he eventually drifted off to sleep. His immersion in his imagination blurred the lines between reality and dreams, only bing clear when he awoke the next day.