“One.”
“We.”
“Two.”
“Shouldn’t.”
“Three.”
“Um.”
“Four.”
“Five,” I purred at the same time he did, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling his face to meet mine, while he lifted me by the hips, wrapping my legs around his waist.
Again, he wasn’t gentle as he damn near threw me onto the bed, his body coming down over mine. His hands were everywhere, seeking out buttons and undoing them all before moving lower to the waistband of my shorts. It took one hard tug with his left hand and before I knew it, my shorts were down and around my knees. He moved his hand quickly to my core, seeking out my swollen button while he continued to kiss the living shit out of me.
I arched my back and neck, my body seeking more of his rough attention. The calloused nature of his hands only served to increase the feeling of his body rubbing against the most sensitive part of mine. I moaned into his mouth and he swallowed it down, seeking out more. The hairs of his beard aided in increasing the mounting tension as it tickled my skin when he moved his head down the side of my neck.
He moved his right hand to my left breast squeezing it, causing me to jolt in an erotic pain-pleasure episode. It took no time at all for Luke to do just as he said he would, stripping me completely bare. Of course, he received no resistance at all from me, save for my arms and hands getting in the way as I tried to undo the belt buckle and button of his jeans.
His entire body stilled as he let out a hiss of air when I reached inside his pants, wrapping my hands around his massive shaft. I would love to say I never imagined what Luke would feel like, like this. That would be a lie.
My dreams had me imagining what length and girth he was, and even my vivid imagination was no match for reality. My mouth instantly watered at the thought of putting him in between my lips, but Luke had other plans.
He quickly removed my hand from his pants, lifting my wrists over my head with one hand while he used his other one to pull his wallet from his back pocket, and pulled out a condom. Tossing his wallet to the floor, I watched him tear the golden package open with his teeth, pulling out the latex that would sheath him as he entered me.
It was a necessity. I knew it was. I’d never foregone this very important step in protecting myself sexually. But there was something inside me that regretted, just a tiny bit, I wouldn’t get to feel him in his entirety.
That thought wasn’t given long to marinate in my mind before I found myself flipped onto my stomach. He moved his hands to my waist, holding me securely upright on my knees.
“Don’t move your hands,” he growled low in my ear.
Goosebumps rose along my arms and I was filled with a sense of anticipation, unlike any other I’d felt before.
“Luke,” I screamed when he pushed inside me with one powerful thrust of his hips.
His response to my calling his name was a grunt and withdrawal of his hips before surging back in. My knees began shaking along with the quivering in my belly. I arched my back and let out a groan from the depths of my core. Luke leaned down over my body and again covered my lips with his, even as his body continued to pound into mine.
I was breathless, shaking and soaking wet in between my legs. He moved his hand to my belly, pressing firmly against it, pulling my back to his abdomen. I lifted my hands over my head, intertwining them around his neck and pulled at his hair. He growled against my lips, while moving one hand up to pinch my right nipple. And that was it.
That was the final stimulation I needed to send me spiraling into my first orgasm of the night. Luke swallowed down my screams, as if he was feeding off of them. His hips kept pumping, as the muscles of my core flexed around his rod, pulling his orgasm from his body.
“Shit,” he groaned.
It was the sexiest sound I ever heard, and my body reacted to it yet again.
That was the first of many orgasms between the two of us that night.
Chapter 14
The Morning After
Syd
So what happens now?
I wasn’t even fully awake, and that question lingered on my mind. What the hell had I gotten myself into? This wasn’t supposed to be a part of the plan. Not by a long shot.
