Warrior Training System

Lucy's heart melted, but she felt a surge of lust seeing his wide, eager eyes. Despite her desire to pounce on him, she smiled and gently cupped his face with her hands. "Not so fast, Mr. Cassian," she said, pressing a soft kiss on his pouted lips. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she added, "I want to savor you, piece by piece, so sex can wait."

Cassian's excitement soared at the thought of becoming "sex friends." The promise of intimacy was enough to propel him further into this new dynamic. In his eagerness, he forgot his initial intention for the conversation and said with a grin, "You've already savored one piece of me, you know..." His hand slid to her thighs, giving them a gentle squeeze.

Lucy, amused, raised an eyebrow and asked, "And what's that?"

"My first kiss," Cassian replied, continuing to caress her thighs while inhaling the delicate scent from the slightly exposed skin of her upper chest.

Lucy's surprise at Cassian's revelation only heightened her own excitement. The thought of a young man's firsts—whether it was a kiss, a touch, or something else—was a fantasy she cherished deeply. The idea of being part of those precious first experiences thrilled her.

However, Lucy wanted to ensure that their exchange was mutually satisfying. With a teasing smile, she removed her shoes, revealing her flawless feet, and said, "I wasn't planning on doing this so soon..." She gently pushed Cassian back, his eyes wide with anticipation.

As she climbed onto his lap, her excitement evident, she continued, "But you've given me something so precious, so consider this a return gift." With that, she began to unbutton her coat, her bottom resting on Cassian's lap as he, still in shock, watched her with a mix of awe and eagerness.

Knock, knock. As Lucy had just unbuttoned a few buttons, enough to reveal a glimpse of her bra, they heard a knock from the coachman. He called out, "Apologies for the disturbance, but the soldiers were inspecting the carriage. It might take a while, and they could check us too…"

"Thank you for letting us know," Lucy responded. She began to button up her coat, much to Cassian's disappointment.

"Why are you closing them?" Cassian asked, pulling her back onto his lap.

Lucy smiled, saying, "Do you really want to get caught on the first day of being sex friends?"

Cassian looked disappointed as he realized their current position, but he still didn't want to miss the chance to see Lucy's breasts. Reluctantly, he said, "But you were going to show me... your boobs," his voice almost pleading, which made Lucy smile at his cute, forlorn expression.

She might have given in to his request, but controlling her urges, she climbed off his lap, leaving a few buttons of her shirt still undone. Noticing his hand, which had been resting on her lap and was now missing the softness of her curves, she gently guided it back inside her coat. "You can explore them another time," she said with a teasing smile.

"For now, just be satisfied with the feel of them."

Cassian was in shock after all the surprises he'd faced today, but thankfully, they had all been pleasant ones.

With a mixture of excitement and nervousness, he looked down at his hand, which was now pressed against the warm, slightly sweaty softness of Lucy's breast.

The feeling was intoxicating. As he gently squeezed, he was met with a soft, almost reverent moan from Lucy. Her reaction was immediate and gratifying, causing a surge of pleasure to course through him. He could feel the warmth of her skin and the faint stickiness of perspiration, which only heightened the sensation.

Driven by a mix of curiosity and eagerness, he pressed his hand deeper into her clothing, trying to grasp more of her breast.

However, it was too large to be held by one hand alone, so he focused on finding her nipple.

As his fingers delved further, he felt a distinct hardness amidst the softness of her breast, and his breath caught in his throat.

When his fingers finally found her nipple, the sensation was electrifying. It was firm and responsive, pressing against his palm in a way that made his entire body tense with pleasure. The contrast between the softness of her breast and the firmness of her nipple was mesmerizing.

Cassian's heart raced as he continued to squeeze and explore, the smooth, slightly sticky skin giving way to more sensitive areas that elicited deeper moans from Lucy.

Lucy's face was a picture of both pleasure and concentration. Her eyes were half-closed, lips parted in a silent moan as she looked down to watch Cassian's hand on her chest. She bit her lip, trying to suppress her reactions but unable to stop the flush of excitement spreading across her cheeks.

Every time Cassian's fingers brushed over her nipple, her breath hitched, and she couldn't help but respond with soft gasps and murmurs of pleasure.

Just as he was beginning to lose himself entirely in the exploration, Lucy gently but firmly pulled his hand away from her clothes. Her cheeks were now a deeper shade of pink, and her breathing was slightly uneven. She gave him a shy, yet teasing smile, her eyes sparkling with a mix of satisfaction and anticipation.

"The soldier might check our carriage any time now," she said softly, her voice tinged with both urgency.

Cassian, still yearning to feel her chest against his, struggled to control his urges. Despite the persistent temptation and the pressing need he felt, he managed to keep his composure and said, "Such bad luck…"

Lucy, hearing his comment, looked at him with a mix of curiosity and surprise. "What, touching my breasts is bad luck?" she asked, her tone both amused and puzzled.

Cassian shook his head, his face reflecting a hint of fear. As Lucy adjusted her clothes, he clarified, "I wasn't talking about that…"