Lucas stood up from his seat and walked towards her. He then boldly drank the remaining vodka in his glass and put it on a table before standing before her.

He then placed both hands on her sides, trapping her between his arms and leaning forward. Jen looked up at him and smiled with her heavy-lidded eyes in his eyes, she was flirting with him.

"What do you want to learn?" Lucas asked as he buried his face in her neck, inhaling her flowery scent.

"Everything, I've never played pool before," Jen said as she leaned back to look at him.

"Okay, but you don't seem to have the attitude of someone who wants to learn. Looking at how you are dressed and all," Lucas said as his fingers played with the thin straps of her slip.

"I'm not even sure about what exactly what you want me to teach you," Lucas said with a dimpled smile as he looked down at her chest that was covered by the translucent lace material. Jen responded with a charming smile when she saw how he was blatantly ogling her chest.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" she asked while feigning ignorance.

"I think I need another drink," Lucas said and pecked her jaw before going to get the bottle of vodka. Jen was left astounded by what he did before she pouted indignantly.

"I want one too," she said and jumped off the pool table and followed him. Lucas poured the vodka in the two glasses and handed her one of them before sitting on the low sofa. It had so much cushioning that it felt like you were sinking into it when you sat down.

Jen sat into his lap and tried not to be too much of a distraction as she rested her head on his shoulder. She did not join him to play games this time, and he was having fun by himself.

She even started wondering if this is how girls who had boyfriends that were always playing video games felt, as she had seen a lot of posts about the topic on social media.

He had completely ignored Jen for almost thirty minutes and she was on Lucas' lap. During that time she had finished her glass of liquor and had poured herself another one as well as she indifferently watched the game he was playing.

She lifted the glass in her hand and placed it on Lucas' lips. Lucas drank from the glass without thinking much and continued to play his games. They drank alternately from her glass before she lifted his glass and did the same.

After taking two sips from his glass, she gave the rest to him as she felt that if she had more she would end up being too drunk. Lucas did not notice this and continued to slowly drink until he finished.

"Do you want more?" Jen asked him and finally, Lucas paused his game to look at her apologetically. He smiled guiltily as he looked at her, and Jen scoffed as she saw his expression.

"I'm sorry, I got carried away," Lucas said sheepishly.

"Oh, do you want more?" Jen asked him again, and he nodded. She poured him another glass and placed it on his lips. Lucas cooperated with her and drank from the glass while looking at her.

"Are you still going to play?" she asked him and he held the back of her head in reply and pulled her closer to him, kissing her lips as if to say that he won't play anymore.

"When Jen opened her lips, she felt some of the liquor he had just drunk enter her mouth and she reflexively swallowed it.

She took a deep breath that was filled with his own vodka scented one and she felt like the kiss had gotten her even drunker than she was before.

Lucas tossed the controller aside, he wasn't even sure where it had landed, nor did he care about it and hooked one hand under her thighs changing her position so she was straddling him, forcing the short slip to ride further up her thighs to the point that half her butt was already hanging out of it.

His hands caressed her bare thighs as the intensity of their kiss continued to increase and a helpless moan escaped her lips as he had been teasing her inner thighs without touching the place that she wanted him to touch the most.

Jen started grinding herself against him as she could already feel that he was hard. His hardness pressed against her, but it wasn't enough, so her movements became even more rigorous.

Lucas stopped teasing her thighs and started fondling the soft flesh of her butt as if encouraging her to continue doing what she was doing. Jen stopped kissing him and buried her face in his neck as she rubbed her breasts against his chest.

Lucas continued to indulge her even though it was torture for him too because she kept biting at his neck while lightly moaning lightly. And because she was so close to his ears, it was even more stimulating for him.

Lucas felt the area between her legs and found that she was already wet, and with the way she was presenting her chest to him, it was a clear invitation to play with her breasts. Lucas was not polite, and he directly covered one of her breasts with his mouth. He did not even bother to push down the material that was hindering the contact between his mouth and the soft flesh.

Now that the material was wet, it looked even more transparent, and the sight stimulated him even more.

"Miss Larson, you got wet all by yourself," Lucas said, as if his own hardness had not been pressing against her.

"How was it all by myself?" Jen asked mid gasp as his fingers had pushed her panties to one side and had started feeling up her wet lips.

"You probably got my pants all wet too," he said as he used his middle finger to softly stroke the little bead that had swollen a bit because of her arousal. Jen's body immediately shook as her orgasm crashed into her out of nowhere. They were both surprised by her unexpected reaction, and Lucas chuckled as he withdrew his hands from between her legs.

When Jen saw his dripping wet hands, she felt a bit embarrassed, but that was short-lived because she was still contracting from her orgasm and the moans never stopped pouring out of her mouth.

"Still not finished?" Lucas asked and placed his hands under her thighs before standing up. He easily lifted her and walked towards the pool table before setting her down.

"What are you doing?" Jen asked once she was coherent enough to realise what was happening.

"I'm teaching you how to play," Lucas said in response and pushed her back to lay down on the pool table. He pushed up the dress and pulled her panties down her thighs. Jen watched his set of action with eyes that were dilated from arousal.

Lucas looked down at her lips that were glistening from the remnants of her orgasm that even managed to get her thighs wet.

He then bent over and licked between her legs. Her legs trembled as a moan was pulled out of her throat. Lucas who had already tasted her nectar got serious with his actions in no time.

Jen held onto his hair and pressed herself harder against his lips. He teased the sensitive bead that made her tremble uncontrollably and used his tongue to penetrate her weeping hole.

"Ah~," she half moaned and half screamed as she contracted tightly around his tongue.

"Lucas~ ah~," she moaned and her back arched against the pool table below her.

Lucas then used his fingers to penetrate her, an action that elicited another moan from her lips. Lucas then looked up and his eyes met her watery ones seeing how weak and aroused she looked, a mischievous smile appeared on his lips before he focused on the little bead that he had been teasing earlier.

When Jen was forced into another orgasm, she was pulled down from the table and forced to lean on it with the upper half of her body.

"What are-," Jen started but was distracted when Lucas passed her the pole that was used to play pool with.

"I'm teaching you how to play pool," Lucas repeated and released his member from the confines of his pants. When he leaned forward to show her how to hold the stick, his member slowly penetrated her, making her legs go weak.

"This is how you hold it," Lucas said with a chuckle that was cut short when Jen pushed back against him. He realised that he may have just ended up playing himself In his attempt at teasing her.

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