Lucia GTA VI Hentai Sex Story Lucia Caminos Hentai, GTA VI Hentai by Xuneai
The heavy steel door of the Vice City Central Bank vault groaned shut behind Jason and Lucia, sealing them inside a fortress of wealth. Months of meticulous planning had led to this moment: the air was cool, tinged with the faint mustiness of paper and metal, and everywhere they looked, there were stacks of crisp dollar bills, gold bars glinting faintly in the dim light, and rows of safety deposit boxes lining the walls. Their hearts pounded—not just from the thrill of the heist, but from the electric tension that always crackled between them.
Lucia adjusted the black duffel bag slung over her shoulder, her dark eyes scanning the room with a predator’s focus. Her tight black tank top clung to her curves, damp with sweat from the break-in, and her cargo pants hugged her hips, practical yet undeniably sexy. She brushed a strand of dark hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “Alright, Jason, let’s move. Grab the cash and get out before the alarms catch up to us.”
Jason, standing a few feet away, was already eyeing a stack of hundreds. His broad shoulders strained against his worn jacket, and his jeans were scuffed from crawling through the ventilation shaft earlier. He turned to her, a crooked grin spreading across his face. “Yeah, yeah, I hear you. But damn, Lucia—look at this place. All this money… it’s like we hit the jackpot of jackpots.”
She smirked, shaking her head. “Focus, pendejo. We’re not here to admire the view.”
He stepped closer, his boots scuffing against the polished floor. “Oh, I’m admiring a view, alright.” His gaze raked over her, lingering on the way her tank top stretched over her full tits. “You, me, all this cash… tell me it doesn’t turn you on just a little.”
Lucia rolled her eyes, but the corner of her mouth twitched upward. “You’re impossible. We’ve got maybe ten minutes before the cops swarm this place, and you’re thinking with your dick.”
Jason chuckled, closing the distance between them. “Can you blame me? You’re standing there looking like that, and we just pulled off the heist of the century. I say we celebrate—right here, right now.”
She crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow. “Celebrate? Here? You’re out of your mind.”
“C’mon, Lucia,” he coaxed, his voice dropping to a husky murmur. “The adrenaline, the money, you… it’s fucking hot. Just a quick one. We’ve earned it.”
For a moment, she held his gaze, her resolve wavering. Then she sighed, a mix of exasperation and amusement. “You’re gonna get us caught, you know that? But fine—make it fast, and don’t say I never do anything for you.”
His grin widened, triumphant. “That’s my girl.” He didn’t waste a second, pulling her into his arms and crashing his lips against hers. The kiss was hungry, desperate, fueled by the rush of their crime and the heat between them. Lucia melted into it, her hands sliding up his chest, gripping his jacket as she kissed him back just as fiercely.
They stumbled toward a large metal table in the center of the vault, where neatly bundled stacks of cash waited to be counted—or stolen. Jason swept an arm across it, sending bundles tumbling to the floor with a soft thud, clearing a space. “Up you go,” he said, his hands firm on her hips as he lifted her onto the edge.
Lucia sat there, legs dangling, watching him with a mix of challenge and desire. “You better make this worth it,” she teased, her voice low.
“Oh, I will,” he promised, stepping between her thighs. His hands roamed up her sides, slipping under her tank top to feel the warmth of her skin. He found her tits, cupping them through her bra, his thumbs brushing over her nipples until they hardened beneath the fabric. “Goddamn, you’re perfect,” he muttered, his breath hot against her neck.
She let out a soft moan, arching into his touch. “Keep going,” she murmured, her fingers digging into his shoulders. “Don’t stop now.”
Jason didn’t need to be told twice. He tugged her tank top over her head, tossing it aside, and deftly unhooked her lacy black bra. It fell away, revealing her round, firm tits, her dark nipples stiff with arousal. He groaned at the sight, leaning down to take one into his mouth, sucking gently while his hand kneaded the other. Lucia’s head tipped back, a breathy “Fuck, yes” escaping her lips as she threaded her fingers through his hair, urging him on.
He lavished attention on her breasts, alternating between them, kissing and licking until she was squirming against him. “You like that, huh?” he murmured, his voice muffled against her skin.
“Mmm, you know I do,” she replied, her tone husky. “But you’re taking too damn long—get to the good part.”
“Patience, baby,” he chuckled, but he obliged, kissing a slow trail down her stomach. His hands worked at her cargo pants, unbuttoning them and sliding them down her legs along with her panties. They hit the floor with a rustle, leaving her bare on the table, her pussy already glistening with need.
Jason paused to admire her, his dick twitching in his jeans. “Fucking gorgeous,” he said, then knelt between her legs, spreading them wider. He kissed her inner thighs, teasing her, letting his breath ghost over her sensitive skin. Lucia shivered, her hands gripping the table’s edge. “Don’t tease me, Jason,” she warned, her voice tight. “Just do it.”
He grinned up at her, then dove in, dragging his tongue along her slit from bottom to top. She gasped, hips bucking slightly, and he took that as his cue. He focused on her clit, circling it with slow, deliberate licks before sucking it gently into his mouth. At the same time, he slid two fingers into her wet pussy, curling them to hit that spot inside her that made her moan louder.
“Oh, shit—right there,” Lucia panted, her thighs trembling around his head. “Keep going, don’t you dare stop.”
Jason worked her with precision, his tongue and fingers moving in tandem. Her juices coated his hand, her scent filling his senses—musky and sweet, driving him wild. He could feel her tightening around his fingers, her breaths coming faster. “You gonna cum for me?” he asked, glancing up at her flushed face.
“Yes—fuck, yes,” she managed, her hands fisting in his hair. “I’m so close.”
He doubled his efforts, sucking harder on her clit and pumping his fingers faster. It didn’t take long—Lucia’s body tensed, a sharp cry tearing from her throat as she came, her pussy pulsing around his fingers. A small gush of fluid wet his hand, and he lapped it up eagerly, savoring her taste as she shuddered through the aftershocks.
When she finally relaxed, panting and dazed, Jason stood, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His dick was rock-hard, straining against his jeans, and Lucia noticed immediately. “Your turn,” she said with a wicked smile, sliding off the table and pushing him to take her place.
He sat on the edge, legs spread, and she wasted no time undoing his belt and zipper. His cock sprang free, thick and throbbing, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip. Lucia wrapped her hand around it, stroking slowly, her touch firm but teasing. “Look at you,” she murmured, “all hard and ready for me.”
“Been ready since we walked in here,” he groaned, watching her with hooded eyes.
She leaned in, licking the tip of his dick, tasting him before taking the head into her mouth. Jason hissed, his hands resting lightly on her head as she swirled her tongue around him, then slid down further, taking him deeper. She bobbed her head, her lips tight around his shaft, and he couldn’t hold back the low “Fuck, Lucia” that escaped him.
She hummed, the vibration sending a jolt through him, and took him all the way, her nose brushing against his pubic hair as she deep-throated him. His fingers tightened in her hair, not pushing, just holding on. “You’re too fucking good at this,” he panted, his hips twitching with the urge to thrust.
She pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock, and smirked up at him. “I know.” But before he could reply, she went back to it, sucking and stroking until he was teetering on the edge.
“Wait—stop,” he said suddenly, his voice strained. “I wanna fuck you. Need to be inside that pussy.”
Lucia released him with a wet pop, standing up and wiping her mouth. “Thought you’d never ask,” she teased, turning around and bending over the table. She arched her back, presenting her ass to him, her pussy still slick from her orgasm. “Come on, then.”
Jason didn’t hesitate. He stood, kicking off his jeans, and stepped behind her. He rubbed the head of his cock against her folds, coating it with her wetness, then pushed inside slowly, savoring the way she stretched around him. They both moaned, the sensation overwhelming—her tight heat enveloping him, his thickness filling her completely.
“Goddamn, you feel amazing,” he growled, his hands gripping her hips as he started to thrust, slow and deep at first.
Lucia pushed back against him, matching his rhythm. “Harder,” she demanded, her voice rough. “Fuck me like you mean it.”
He grinned, picking up the pace, his thrusts turning hard and fast. The sound of their skin slapping together echoed in the vault, mingling with their gasps and moans. The table creaked beneath them, more cash spilling to the floor, but they didn’t care—nothing mattered but the raw, primal connection between them.
After a while, Jason slowed, pulling out and turning her around. “Wanna see your face,” he said, lifting her back onto the table. She lay back, spreading her legs wide, and he entered her again, this time watching her every reaction. Her tits bounced with each thrust, her eyes locked on his, dark and wild.
“Like this?” he asked, leaning down to kiss her, his tongue tangling with hers.
“Yes—fuck, just like that,” she gasped against his lips, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him deeper. “You’re so big, it’s so good.”
“You’re so wet,” he shot back, his voice ragged. “Love how you take my dick.”
They moved together, bodies in sync, the pleasure building with every thrust. Jason could feel his orgasm creeping closer, his balls tightening. “I’m gonna cum soon,” he warned, his thrusts growing erratic.
“Me too,” Lucia said, her nails raking down his back. “Don’t stop—make me cum again.”
He pounded into her, driven by her words, his cock hitting all the right spots. Her moans turned to cries, her pussy clenching around him like a vice. “Oh god—Jason—I’m—” She didn’t finish, her body seizing as she came, a high-pitched scream tearing from her throat. Her pussy pulsed, and she squirted, her fluids gushing out, soaking his cock and the dollar bills beneath her.
The sight and feel of it pushed Jason over the edge. With a guttural “Fuck,” he thrust deep one last time, cumming hard, his dick pulsing as he shot his load inside her. Some of it leaked out, mixing with her juices and dripping onto the money, leaving wet, sticky stains on the crisp bills.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard, their bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction. Jason slowly pulled out, a thick mix of their cum dribbling from her pussy onto the table, pooling on the scattered dollars. Lucia sat up, her chest heaving, and looked at the mess with a breathless laugh. “Well, shit. That was… something else.”
Jason picked up a drenched bill, holding it up with a grin. “Guess we marked our territory, huh? This money’s ours in more ways than one.”
Lucia smirked, sliding off the table and grabbing her clothes. “Yeah, but we’re not done yet. Let’s grab what we can and get the hell out of here before the cops ruin our fun.”
They dressed quickly, the urgency snapping back into focus. Jason stuffed bundles of cash into his bag, glancing at her as she did the same. “You’re incredible, you know that?”
She shot him a playful look, zipping her bag shut. “You’re not so bad yourself. Now move it—our celebration’s over.”
With their bags loaded, they slipped out of the vault, adrenaline still buzzing in their veins. As they melted into the night, the memory of their reckless, passionate fuck amidst the money lingered—a secret thrill worth more than all the cash they’d stolen.
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