“I never break a promise,” Luke growled as he popped the button on his jeans and slid down the zipper to reveal a pair of tight, black boxers with a very impressive bulge. A bulge that had my fingers itching to touch and my mouth watering.
“Well, why don’t you put your money where your mouth is?” I taunted, shifting so my legs fell open.
Kicking away his pants, Luke grabbed his crotch roughly and tried to adjust himself, but I didn’t miss the hiss as he dropped to his knees and yanked me to the end of the bed.
“My fucking pleasure, Doctor Rowe,” he growled before moving my thong to the side and taking a long lick.
“Oh fuck!” I almost came off the bed when he flattened his tongue and devoured me.
Closing my eyes, I laid back, trying to focus on the pleasure the man between my thighs was giving me. Todd had been shit at giving head. He always expected it but trying to get him to reciprocate wasn’t worth the effort because when he eventually did all I got was two or three half-assed licks, a few misdirected pokes and he was bored. I was lucky if he even knew what a clit was let alone where to find it. Luke though, Luke knew exactly which buttons to push. While his huge hands massaged my thighs, he licked and nipped and sucked and brought me to the brink only to pull back barely a breath before I toppled over the edge sending me soaring through ecstasy and leaving me panting.
“I need … I want …” I couldn’t even form sentences.
“I know,” Luke growled before sucking on my clit and sliding a finger inside me triggering an orgasm that curled my toes and had my hips arching off the bed, screaming his name.
Instead of letting up as wave after wave crashed over me, Luke kept me tingling, lapping up everything I had to offer.
It was all too much. Too many sensations. But at the same time I wanted more. I wanted Luke.
Tangling my hands in his hair, I tugged on the sheets and Luke lifted his head, a proud grin on his face.
“Luke, you need to fuck me now,” I instructed.
“Yes, Ma’am,” he replied, running his hands up my legs as he found his feet and shucked his boxers.
The proud grin on his face was well earned. He was long and thick, and the site of his cock made me quiver. When he stroked his dick, I reached for it only to have my hands slapped away.
“Don’t look at me like that. You touch me now and this will all be over before I even get inside you,” Luke groaned, rolling a condom down his length. I don't know why I found that so hot, but the way his fist wrapped around his shaft had me wriggling back up the bed and tossing my underwear across the room.
When I tossed my thong away, Luke’s eyes tracked it across the room to where it landed on the floor. Me, I didn’t give a fuck. It could’ve been dangling off the light fitting for all I cared. I was focused on more important things. Much bigger things.
“Bra too, Charlotte,” Luke demanded, and I didn’t hesitate. As I popped the clasp at the front between my tits, Luke threw his head back and groaned. He almost sounded like he was in physical pain. Being cheeky, this time I aimed my throw sending it flying in his direction only for him to bat it away before pouncing on me.
“Luke?”
“Yes, Charlotte,” he replied as he trailed kisses down the column of my neck heading toward my boobs.
“I need you to put your cock inside me now. Like right now.”
Another growl, this time against the sensitive skin around my nipple before he slid home in one smooth stroke, filling me completely.
The first time together was supposed to be clunky. Awkward. Sure, the mechanics were all the same, but finding the rhythm, understanding what buttons to press and when to press them took time.
It wasn’t like that with Luke.
With Luke, it was perfect.
Every stroke, every dirty whispered word, every twitch of his dick as he moved inside me, every grunt. It was all just perfect.
With my orgasm bearing down on me, I felt the heat flow through my body taking control, seizing my senses. When Luke tossed my ankles over his shoulders, changing the angle I detonated, and when Luke followed me over the edge, coming on a growl, I closed my eyes and saw stars.
Sounds of our panting echoed through the room.
Flopping back on the pile of pillows, I winced as Luke pulled out before he climbed off the bed and slipped into the bathroom before returning and snuggling up beside me, moving me in his arms until my head was resting on his chest, our legs tangled together.
“That was …”
“Quick,” Luke finished.
