“Oh yeah? Show me how much.”
Luke’s eyes lit with the challenge and he flipped me over on my back. His mouth found my tits, licking and sucking at my flesh. My head pressed back against the pillow, and the moan that came out of me made me glad no one else was home.
While he feasted on me, his hand slid down into the waistband of my jeans. He stoked me through my underwear and I gushed at the feeling. My hips lifted from the mattress, eager for more.
Luke chuckled darkly. “I love how you move under me, but I’m going to take my time with you tonight.”
The words alone were enough to set my body on fire. When he pressed a finger to my clit ever so gently, I exploded, coming faster than I ever had before.
I clenched my fist around Luke’s arm as my whole body tightened up and released. Pleasure cascaded over me in tidal waves, washing away all rational thought and all feelings of self-consciousness. The sounds that came out of me were anything but ladylike.
Luke seemed to love it, though. He trailed featherlight kisses down my neck and he pulled his hand out of my pants to stroke my arms and my breasts, again with a light touch. “That’s it, gorgeous. Come for me.”
When the white lights stopped flashing in my head, I opened my eyes and looked at the sexy man leaning over me. His chiseled jaw framed a roguish smile. The hard lines of his chest made me want to see the rest of him naked, and I told him so.
Luke hopped off the bed and shucked his pants and boxers off. “Your wish is my command.”
I didn’t really hear what he said, mesmerized by the sight of him in all his glory. “Stop talking and come back here.”
He laughed and knelt on the mattress beside me. “My turn.”
Luke almost tore my pants from me until I helped him with the button. He did the rest, unwrapping me like a Christmas present. To that end, I had worn a cute pair of panties with a red bow printed on the front.
When his eyes landed on them, he laughed and shook his head. “I fucking love you, Clara.”
“Good, because I fucking love you, too.”
He pulled the panties off with his teeth and then he buried his face between my legs. My thighs clamped around his head and I tried not to hurt him while he rocked my world.
I panted and moaned and tried not to fall off the bed.
Then he slid on a condom and was kneeling between my legs, lining up his thick cock at my entrance. Our eyes met and he slammed it home to the hilt easily, as wet as I was. I hissed andshut my eyes, blinded by the feeling like I might break apart at any second.
He kissed me and time stopped. We became one, connected physically and on a deeper level I didn’t know was possible. His hips moved with a slow, steady rhythm, taking his time and letting us both enjoy the moment.
Luke sucked on my neck and teased my nipples, too, not content with just one part of me at a time. He seemed to want all of me at once, like he would devour me whole if he could. I stroked my hands over him too, feeling the tensing muscles. I scraped my nails over his skin, which made him growl like it drove him wild. His hips moved faster, building up to a crescendo.
I angled my hips up so he could hit the deepest spot, and he did. My heart jackhammered in my chest and I was breathing like I was running a race. He pushed me closer and closer to the edge and I lay back, letting it come closer.
Then I went flying out into thin air on wings of pleasure, feeling weightless. My soul shattered into a million pieces and reformed again, brighter and lighter. Luke thrust one more time inside me and I felt his cock twitching.
We held each other as we came. Luke collapsed beside me, still trying to catch his breath. I wasn’t doing much better.
We cuddled for a while, lost in each other. Luke kept giving me little affectionate kisses all over me, not trying to go for another round. Just like he couldn’t get enough of me. That was all right. I certainly couldn’t get enough of him.
When I got a text saying my folks were on their way back, we quickly got dressed. Luke kissed me one more time, filling it with affection like it would have to tide me over until we could be together again.
He headed off into the night. I watched his rental drive away until the red taillights disappeared around the corner. The coldcouldn’t touch me after a night like that with Luke. He filled me with warm light.
All alone with no one to see me, I threw my head back and laughed with joy into the night sky. After all the hell and pain, I finally felt like I had made it through to the other side. All the knotted-up tension and tangled emotions came out with that laugh. It had a slightly manic edge to it, like I couldn’t really believe Luke and I had reconciled.
Our differences had seemed insurmountable, but past trauma had been skewing my vision. I had been seeing Luke’s actions through a distorted lens and assumed the worst about him. I would be forever grateful he didn’t give up on me.
I hadn’t asked for a miracle, but I got one.
The next day around noon, Luke came back to my parents’ house to pick me up. Mom and Dad insisted on walking me out of course, to hug me and say goodbye. And also to grill Luke a little bit.
Mom had been pleased as punch when I told her about Luke and me. My father was a little more hesitant, not about Luke but just about how fast everything seemed to be moving. I couldn’t totally disagree with him on that.
