House Rules

Lexi Luna had planned a romantic evening with her date, but when she got stood up and returned home early, her plans took an unexpected turn. Lucy Foxx, the hired sitter, had already set up a cozy setup in the living room, sipping a glass of wine and scrolling through her phone. But as Lexi walked in, her eyes locked onto the sight of her boyfriend, Lucas Frost, lounging on the couch, his shirt off and a knowing smirk on his lips. "Hey, Lexi," Lucy purred, her voice dripping with arousal. "I didn’t think you’d come back so soon." Lexi’s lips curled into a smirk, her gaze flicking to Lucas. "Well, I guess the night is still young." She sauntered over, her heels clicking against the floor, and leaned against the doorway, her eyes scanning the room. "What are you two up to?" Lucas grinned, stepping forward. "Just taking a break from the date. I figured we could make it better." Lexi’s smile turned smug as she stripped off her dress, her curves bouncing with every movement. "You're in for a treat, Frost." She grabbed him by the collar, pulling him into a fierce kiss, her tongue dancing with his as her fingers traced down his back. Lucas moaned into the kiss, his hands gripping her hips as she led him toward the bedroom. Lucy, still lounging on the couch, watched with a mix of envy and excitement, her own hands already drifting toward her thighs. She licked her lips, imagining the scene unfolding before her. Lexi wasted no time, pushing Lucas onto the bed and climbing on top of him, her body pressing against his as he gasped. "You're not going to stop me, are you?" she teased, her voice low and sultry. Lucas shook his head, his hands sliding beneath her shirt, his fingers grazing her skin. "Not a chance." As Lexi began to move, her rhythm steady and confident, Lucy couldn’t help but get closer, her eyes locked on the spectacle. She leaned back, her fingers tightening around the edge of the couch, her breath shallow. The room was electric, the tension thick as Lexi’s moans filled the air. Lucas groaned, his body arching into her as she rode him with a passion that left no room for hesitation. Lexi’s nails dug into his back, her lips biting his neck, her body sweat-slicked and trembling with pleasure. Lucy, still seated, watched the entire scene, her own desires flaring as she reached for her own clothes, her fingers undoing her bra with slow, deliberate strokes. The moment was perfect—Lexi’s moans,