In the hotel bedroom, Lucas pulled Jennifer closer, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, one hand cupping her perky breast while his other hand trailed down to her soft pussy.
"Oh, Lucas," Jennifer moaned, her hands running up and down his strong back. "When did you become so skilled with your... touch?"
Lucas smiled against her neck, his voice husky. "Maybe it's because these hands have been longing for you, Jen."
Jennifer giggled, her breath catching in her throat as he continued to tease her. "Well, it seems you've outdone yourself."
Feeling bolder, she reached down and wrapped her hand around his hardening length, stroking him slowly.
"Oh, it seems your hand is just as magical," Lucas groaned, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure.
"Don't cum yet," Jennifer purred, her fingers teasing him. "I want you inside me first."
"Don't worry," Lucas breathed, his voice thick with desire. "I have plenty of stamina. I could come endlessly for you."
"Oh, you," Jennifer laughed softly, guiding his throbbing length to her wet entrance.
Lucas felt the tip of his hardness tease Jennifer's wet entrance, her heat and wetness driving him wild. He couldn't help but moan as he finally entered her, just a little bit. Heaven.
He watched her face, her eyes rolling back in pleasure, and it was just the tip. With a deep breath, he thrust inside her with more force, burying himself to the hilt.
Jennifer's eyes rolled back further, her mouth agape, and her tongue unconsciously slipping out. "Hmm…" she moaned, her voice airy and needy.
Lucas started to move, his hips rocking in and out of her, each thrust eliciting a moan from both of them.
Slap Slap
The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate moans, the wet slapping of their bodies, and the creaking bed. Lucas couldn't help but moan louder as he felt her tightness around him.
"Is it good?" he managed to ask, his voice strained.
Jennifer could only whimper in response, her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. "Hm! Yeah! Keep- keep going!"
Encouraged by her response, Lucas picked up the pace, his hips moving faster, harder.
"Ah! Ah!" Jennifer moaned, her nails digging into his back as she arched her hips to meet his thrusts.
"So good! Faster! Deeper!" she cried out, her voice echoing in the room.
Lucas obliged, pulling almost all the way out until just the tip of his manhood remained inside her, then slamming back in with force, eliciting a louder moan from her.
Lucas's hand found her perky breast, his thumb and forefinger teasing her hardened nipple as he continued to pound into her.
"More, more!" Jennifer moaned, her nails digging into the sheets.
Lucas couldn't get enough of her tightness, but her wetness making it easier for him to thrust even faster.
Jennifer had never felt this way before, every movement filled with desire and love. Her orgasm was building in her core, but she didn't want it to end.
Lucas picked up the pace, lifting her hips to meet his own, while his other hand roamed her body, squeezing her supple curves. His mouth left her nipple, trailing kisses down her neck, before he claimed her lips in a hungry kiss, their tongues dancing together in a passionate tango.
Lucas returned to her hardened nipple, his tongue flicking and sucking, driving her wild with desire. Jennifer's hands tangled in his hair, her back arching off the bed.
"Oh! Oh! I'm so close, Lucas! Don't stop!" she moaned, her voice hoarse with need.
Lucas didn't disappoint, his hips moving even faster, his thrusts relentless. Her moans became high-pitched whimpers as her climax approached.
Her body tensed, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. "I'm- I'm gonna cum!" she screamed, her walls clenching around him.
Lucas couldn't hold back any longer, and he too came, his hot seed spilling deep inside her as their bodies shuddered together in ecstasy.
As their orgasms subsided, Lucas collapsed on top of Jennifer, both of them panting for air. Their hearts raced in unison, their bodies still connected. Slowly, he pulled out of her, and they lay side by side, their breaths mingling in the dimly lit room.
"That was...," Jennifer started, her voice still shaky, "amazing."
Lucas chuckled, his hand running up and down her sweat-soaked back. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."
They lay there in silence, their bodies still humming from their shared pleasure. The only sounds in the room were their heavy breaths and the quiet whirring of the ceiling fan above them.
Finally, Jennifer turned to face him, her eyes shining with a newfound fire. "I love you, Lucas."
He smiled, his eyes softening. "I love you too, Jen."
After a short rest, their desire for each other reignited, and they began again, their bodies slick with sweat and their lips swollen from their passionate kisses. This time, Lucas flipped Jennifer onto her stomach, her legs spread apart, her backside in the air. He positioned himself behind her, his hardness pressing against her wet entrance.
"Are you ready for more?" he growled in her ear, his voice thick with lust.
"Yes," she moaned, arching her back, inviting him in.
With one powerful thrust, he entered her from behind, her walls clenching around him. His hips slapped against her bottom, the sound of their flesh meeting echoing in the room.
"Oh, Lucas!" she cried out, her nails digging into the sheets.
He gripped her hips, slamming into her even harder, his balls slapping against her soaked folds. Jennifer's moans filled the room, her body trembling with each powerful thrust.
Lucas reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in circles as he continued to pound into her.
"I'm... I'm..." she panted, her climax building once more.
"That's it, baby," he groaned, his pace relentless. "Cum for me."
With a scream, Jennifer came undone, her body shuddering beneath him. Lucas followed suit, emptying himself inside her, their moans mingling together in the dimly lit room.
Breathless, they collapsed onto the bed, their bodies entwined, their hearts pounding in unison. But their desire was far from satiated.
They rolled over, Jennifer straddled him, her wetness coating his hardening length. She lowered herself onto him, taking him inch by inch, her eyes locked with his.
"You feel so good," she moaned, rocking her hips in a slow, sensual rhythm.
Lucas's hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements as she rode him. "Faster, baby," he groaned, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure.
Jennifer obliged, picking up the pace, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Her hand found her clit, rubbing it in time with her movements.
"Oh, Lucas," she moaned, her climax building once more.
Lucas could feel it too, his orgasm approaching. "I'm… I'm going to…"
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Morning light filtered through the cracks in the curtains, waking Lucas. He carefully slipped out of bed, not wanting to wake Jennifer. He grabbed his laptop and a USB drive, settling on the edge of the bed.
He inserted the drive and began typing away, lost in his work on the script for "Blue Jasmine."
After half an hour, he closed the laptop and called for room service, ordering breakfast for both of them.
The smell of coffee and pastries woke Jennifer, who stretched lazily. "Mmm, that smells delicious," she purred, her voice still husky from sleep.
Lucas chuckled, handing her a tray. "I figured you'd be hungry after our... intense workout last night."
Jennifer blushed, but didn't deny it as she dug into her food. "Thank you," she mouthed, sipping her coffee between bites.
As Jennifer devoured her breakfast, she noticed Lucas hadn't touched his own meal, his fingers flying across his MacBook's keyboard.
"Hey, aren't you going to eat?" she asked, setting down her fork. "What are you working on?"
Lucas looked up, a smile on his face. "I'm working on the script I mentioned yesterday."
Intrigued, Jennifer joined him, peering over his shoulder at the screen. "What's it called?"
"'Blue Jasmine,'" he said, glancing at her. "And I want you to star in it."
Jennifer's jaw dropped. "Really?"
Lucas nodded, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "I've already spoken to Woody Allen and his production company about adapting this script."
"Can I read it?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.
"Of course," he said, handing her the laptop.
As Jennifer read the script, her disbelief turned to interest, and then to fascination.
"You really wrote this?" she asked, looking at Lucas in awe.
"Y-yes," he stuttered, "What? You don't believe me?"
Jennifer shook her head, "No, I do! It's just… this is really good. I'd love to play Jasmine!"
Lucas grinned, "That would be great."
Meanwhile, outside their bubble, the internet was abuzz with the video of Lucas singing in Times Square. Fans couldn't get enough of the new song he'd sung, and the fact that he was with Jennifer Lawrence only added fuel to the fire. The news of their budding relationship spread like wildfire, igniting the tabloids and social media alike.
While their fans celebrated their newfound romance and Lucas's budding music career, there were those who thrived on negativity and gossip.
Tabloids began to emerge, fabricating stories about Lucas's past and his relationship with Jennifer. Some claimed Jennifer was using Lucas for fame, while others insinuated that their relationship was nothing more than a publicity stunt.
While the negative press swirled, there were still those who reported on Lucas's achievements positively. However, these stories often took a backseat to the more salacious gossip.
As the day progressed, Lucas's manager's phone buzzed with invitations from talk shows and other projects, all vying for an exclusive interview or collaboration with the rising star.