“Holy shit, Clara,” he growled, jerking his hips.
“Relax.” I looked up at him. “Let me have my fun.”
“You’ll get no arguments from me.”
I licked up and down his shaft until he was writhing beneath me, groaning and cursing like I was torturing him. It made meeven hotter, knowing I could make him feel like that. I felt powerful.
Luke’s hips tensed. “You need to ease up or I’m going to lose it.”
In response, I took him deeper into my throat, stroking him at the same time. His strong chest and arms flexed as he fought to maintain control. I loved every quick breath coming from him. The sweat beading on his forehead. The way his jaw clenched.
Like a gentleman, he warned me. “I can’t hold back, beautiful.”
I didn’t pull away, instead taking every drop of him in my mouth. When the last spasm ended, I looked up at him, met his gaze, and swallowed. I thought he might come a second time.
“You are full of surprises, Clara.”
Before I could think of something sexy and witty, he flipped me over onto my back and leaned over me. “I might have to tear this dress off you now,” he said, voice raspy.
“You paid for it,” I said, staring into his glittering eyes. “Do what you gotta do.”
His strong hands grabbed the fabric and he tore it in half like it was made from tissue paper. Luke’s eyes drank me in, naked except for the cute panties I’d worn just in case our night ended like this. I shivered under his gaze, feeling vulnerable but also sexy.
He caressed my body like he was deciding what he wanted to do to me first. I leaned back on the mattress and enjoyed the sensations he awoke in me. It was nice to be spoiled like this, to let a skilled man like Luke take control of my body.
It was even nicer when he buried his face between my legs and yanked my panties aside. Luke just looked at me for a moment. I covered my face shyly.
“You’re beautiful,” he said. “So fucking beautiful.”
Then his tongue parted my lips, tasting me. He groaned and the vibrations went right to my clit. I moaned and my hips arched off the bed, desperate for more.
Not put off by my bucking hips, Luke dipped a finger into my wetness and then swirled it around my clit. It was like throwing gas on a fire. Pleasure whooshed through me like white-hot flames. Every nerve ending sang with it as wave after wave flowed over me, through me, inside me.
Luke stroked me gently as I rode out my orgasm, whispering words I couldn’t comprehend through the haze of lust. I clung to him, reeling.
When I let him go, he got up, grabbed a condom, and rolled it on. Then he was back on the bed with me, his body over mine. His cock was hard and ready again, and it nudged at my entrance, making me wet with anticipation.
“I want you so badly, Luke,” I breathed, sounding like a needy little slut and not caring at all. For him, I was. He made me crazy, daring, wild. I loved it.
I lovedhim.
The realization made me freeze. My mind examined the words from every angle, but I couldn’t see any lie in them. We had only been hanging out for a week or so, but somehow, I had absolutely fallen in love with this man. It had snuck up on me when I wasn’t looking, but there was no denying it. I just wasn’t sure what to do with that realization.
Luke thrust his cock deep with a single expert thrust, and all rational thought scattered like leaves in the wind. A noise came out of me I had never made before. It was like a moan but it came from deep in my soul.
“Damn, Clara,” he groaned over me. “What are you doing to me?”
I almost laughed, but then he moved his hips, and the delicious friction became my entire world. He started gently,coaxing pleasure from me until I was panting beneath him. He kissed me without his hips breaking rhythm. His hands caressed my breasts, adding to the storm growing inside me.
I dug my fingers into his arms, and it just seemed to make his hips move faster, winding me up even more tightly. Every delicious stroke of his cock sent me higher and higher.
It was amazing but I needed more. “Lie down,” I told him. “I want to be on top.”
He pulled out of me and did as he was told. Hating how empty I felt, I straddled him, lined him up with me, and then sat down as far as I could go. The feeling was electric. I threw my head back, moaning, and my hips ground over his, setting the perfect pace to get me where I wanted to go.
Luke’s strong hands clamped on my hips, holding me close to him as I rode him. “Come on, baby. Just like that.”
His words urged me on. I fucked him faster, breathless, mindless. His hips rose to meet mine, hitting a spot that I very much liked. That was it. I went flying over the edge into sweet oblivion. Luke’s hips jerked beneath me and he joined me.
