“You can, baby. You’re doing so good. We’re almost there. Almost all the way in.”
He swivels his hips and rocks in and out of me, causing my body to tense and become even wetter before pushing the last of himself inside me.
“Holy shit, baby, you took all of me.”
I can tell. It feels like he is all the way in my stomach, like I am stretched to beyond full, and that he’s everywhere. It’s scary and new, but I love everything about it. I love having him inside of me so deep that it's like we are going to be melded together forever. He retreats, and my legs automatically come up to wrap around him, holding him tighter to keep him from leaving.
“Easy, sweetheart, easy. I want to make sure I haven’t hurt you.”
“You haven’t. Just stay. Please just stay.” I don’t even care how desperate I sound or the urgency in my voice.
“Baby, I’m not going anywhere.” He pushes back inside me to prove it. “But I’m also going to make sure you are taken care of and never harmed.”
He slowly slips out and moves back. Shyness takes over, and I start to cover myself, but his hands are there once again. Stopping me. He kisses the tips of each finger before pinning them to the mattress by my head.
“Keep those hands right there, baby.”
I close my eyes, not having the courage to watch him look at me, even after he’s spent forever kissing me down there. I can practically feel his gaze on my swollen flesh. It’s making me want to shift around and move closer to him. I can feel myself getting wetter for him.
Because I have my eyes closed, it comes as a surprise when he pushes back inside me and takes my mouth. His hands come up to wrap around my wrists as his hips work to drive me crazy. My eyes fly open and clash with his as my body arches into his.
“Oh, God, yes!”
“So tight. It’s like I’ve never broken you open at all.” He takes my mouth and leaves me breathless. “I’m going to have to keep my cock in you all the time, so I’ll fit.”
All I can do is make unarticulated sounds as he tilts his hips and the head of his dick hits some magic place inside me that has my body shaking and senses fleeing.
“Cum for me again, Lumi. Cum on my cock. Let me empty myself in you again, angel. Let me fill you up once more.”
“Yes! God, yes! Please!”
The root of his cock hits my clit as he moves inside me, and the fire he’s built higher and higher finally consumes me. My body clenches around his, tight squeezes and pulses that leave me strung out and breaking into millions of pieces like stars in the sky. All I can do is hang on to him tight and hope he’s there to put me back together again when this is over.
“Fuck you are fucking gorgeous, baby. Beautiful.” His mouth is next to my ear, and I swear I can feel his heart beat next to mine. “Especially when you cum for me.”
That sexy, velvet voice throws me back into the fire, and I cum again. This time is harder than before, and it takes more than my breath. Everything goes dark, and I see those stars I feel like I am becoming part of behind my eyes, as my entire being vibrates and milks his cock.
Warmth floods me yet again, but I am too far gone to understand that’s probably not a good thing. All I can think about, all I can feel, is Luka all around me. And it is magical. To let all of it go and just exist for him. I’ll spend my whole life trying to get right back here, where I am right now.
Knocking is the next thing I hear. I reach out but come up empty. It’s then that I hear his voice talking to someone close by. I roll over, and every muscle I have complains.
“Come on, Luka. It’s been two days, and it’s Christmas Eve for shit’s sake.”
“I’ll see if she wants to come down, but if she’s too tired or too achy…”
“Oh, gross! TMI, big brother, TMI.”
I gingerly sit up as he closes the door and turns back to me. Then something that was said catches my attention.
“Did she say…it’s been two days?”
I try to think back. We made love, and then he ran a bath for me, and we ended up doing it in the mammoth tub in his bathroom. I think we made love in the shower once -or twice- as well. Then we made it to the kitchen and made love downstairs and under the tree, and he finally took me back to bed.
“She’s exaggerating,” I relax some, “It’s only been a day and a half.”
“Oh my God! I…we…”
He climbs back on the bed and up to me, dropping kisses on my sheet-covered legs and my bare arms and over my shoulders and up my neck until he reaches my mouth.
