My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him

Chapter 374: Chapter 370: Indescribable Magic! (Part 2)

Lucas Hughes’s eyes were full of lust as he yanked open the quilt on the hotel’s lovers’ king bed, red rose petals raining down everywhere.

The whole bed was covered in red-colored sex toys, all of which fell right into Lydia Brooks’s line of sight.

"Ugh, you’re so bad, you know that?" Lydia threw herself shyly into Lucas Hughes’s arms at once.

"Am I? Don’t you like it? You’re the one who told me, ’women only love bad men,’ remember?"

Lucas Hughes saw straight through Lydia Brooks.

You had to know this woman went way harder than him in bed, and pulled way more tricks than he did.

To be honest, Lucas Hughes had always been curious just how many men Lydia Brooks had slept with to pick up so many different moves.

He’d asked her before, but every time Lydia just smiled and stayed quiet, saying she’d learned it all on purpose just to please him.

But Lucas Hughes didn’t believe that at all, because if Lydia had just "studied" those moves without actually practicing them, there’s no way she’d be that smooth, that intoxicating.

There was not a hint of girlish inexperience left on Lydia Brooks.

The world of the rich was a mess, and the women were just as messy. Besides all this tonight, Lucas Hughes had specially prepared a customized drink for Lydia Brooks.

By the time the Flibanserin and the special drink worked together, he was sure he’d be able to pry out everything he wanted to know.

Right now, Lucas Hughes was more and more convinced that going into medicine back then had been an extremely wise choice.

Being a doctor really came with a lot of perks, a lot of little tricks.

Especially in reproductive medicine—there was no end to the "fun."

"You’re awful, Lucas! Mmph!"

Seeing everything Lucas Hughes had prepared, Lydia Brooks was already so excited she was practically buzzing.

She grabbed Lucas in a hug and sank her teeth into him as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Hold up, don’t rush, there’s more. With an atmosphere this perfect, shouldn’t we have a little drink first? Best if we do a lovers’ toast."

Lucas Hughes hooked a finger under Lydia Brooks’s chin and chuckled.

"Lucas, you really are getting more and more tricks up your sleeve. Tell me, in the years I wasn’t around, how many women have you been messing with? Or did you learn all this while fooling around with that little bitch Chloe Simpson?"

Lydia Brooks blurted the question out. Just thinking of Chloe made her feel even more disgusted and upset.

"Baby, now you’re wronging me here. I swear! It was always that Chloe woman seducing me, and even when I was with her, I only ever thought about you. As for tonight—this whole setup is something I racked my brains over just for you."

No other woman has ever gotten to enjoy my love like this—except you, you wicked little thing. Besides, how could any other woman compare to you, being this bewitching, this gorgeous, this unforgettable?

Lucas Hughes coaxed and sweet-talked her until Lydia Brooks downed that glass of wine to the last drop.

Next up was a good, thorough "training session."

To be honest, Lucas Hughes’s ambitions these days were getting bigger and bigger.

He’d already lined up his next target.

He never once considered really being with Lydia Brooks, or actually marrying this woman or anything like that.

Right now, he was just using Lydia Brooks as a stepping stone for his career climb.

Besides, he had absolute confidence in the Flibanserin he’d developed.

He was sure that once he was done with this little slut Lydia, she’d never be able to leave him for the rest of her life.

Even if he had other women later, she’d still obediently let him play with her.

Sure enough, Lydia Brooks had already been barely holding it together, and after she finished that glass of wine—while Lucas Hughes took just enough time to go shower—

when he came out, he saw Lydia Brooks curled up on the bed, her whole body twisted up into a knot.

Her thighs were clamped tightly together, rubbing back and forth nonstop.

The woman had already started touching herself.

Eyes closed, that blissed-out, seductive expression on her face was honestly a feast for the eyes.

At that moment, Lucas Hughes suddenly came up with a particularly brilliant idea.

He took out his phone and started recording Lydia Brooks in all her sultry glory.

Meanwhile, Lydia was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, lost in the pleasure, completely unaware of what Lucas Hughes was doing.

"Baby, I’m here now. You’ve been waiting so long."

Only after he finished recording did Lucas Hughes put down the phone, climb onto the bed, and scoop Lydia Brooks into his arms.

"Mmh! You’re terrible, making me wait this long."

Lydia Brooks had already been starving for him.

"I’ve been planning this surprise for you since I got off work, that’s why it took so long. I didn’t even have time to shower, so of course I had to take a proper wash—otherwise what if I got you dirty?"

Lucas Hughes tossed out an excuse casually.

In reality, he’d done it on purpose. If he didn’t stall, didn’t go take that shower,

the drink and the Flibanserin in Lydia’s system wouldn’t have time to kick in fully, and then how was he supposed to really have his fun?

"Ha, get me dirty? You stinking man, when have you ever not gotten me dirty?"

Lydia Brooks’s head was full of filthy thoughts now; she couldn’t be bothered to think about anything else.

And even if she’d been sober, she never would’ve guessed any of this.

She flipped him over in one move and climbed on top of Lucas Hughes, showing just how impatient she was.

"Baby, this kind of thing should always be the man’s job. How could I let you take the lead? And this is our first time after all these years—I have to make sure you really enjoy it."

Lucas Hughes’s face was full-on lecherous as he rolled them over again, pinning Lydia Brooks back down on the bed.

Then he tore off a strip of red gauze and wrapped it over Lydia’s eyes.

Right when Lydia Brooks was at the peak of her craving, he cut off her sight. At times like this, her hearing and touch would become extra sensitive.

This was also part of Lucas Hughes’s calculations.

"Mmh!"

Sure enough, as soon as Lucas Hughes blindfolded Lydia Brooks,

he pinched her waist lightly, and her whole body jolted up from the bed in excitement.