As Lyra closed to within five meters, Ulric suddenly moved. His hands reached out to grab the approaching girl before flipping her onto his lap as his hand dropped to smack her plump ass.
"You've grown more naughty... and bold," Ulric sighed, leaning forward to whisper into her ear.
He did it all in one fluid motion.
Lyra giggled as she tried to break free, but all her attempts were futile.
His thoughts wandered for a moment as his hands hovered over Lyra's perky ass, squeezing it slightly as his eyes flashed with wonder.
It yielded beneath his fingers with surprising softness.
Lyra blushed furiously as she felt Ulric's touch, the heat of desire slowly igniting within her. Just as she couldn't take it anymore, Ulric flipped her around, dragging her close so she could sit comfortably on his lap.
"I've got a gift for you."
At his words, Lyra's eyes sparkled brighter than ever as her breathing grew slightly heavier. Was this what he meant when he said he had something for them?
