“Fuu-uuuck,” I groaned when he swirled his tongue around the head of my cock.
Everything he did only made me want him more. Reaching down, I tugged at his shirt, and he stopped what he was doing to take it off. Then his mouth was right back on me.
“Let me hear you,” Lukas said. He took me in his mouth and swallowed me down to the root. I was grateful to be the beneficiary of his experience.
I whimpered. Moaned. I even begged as he continued to suck me. Devour me. He stroked my cock and laved his tongue gently over my sac before taking it in his mouth. When he brought his wicked tongue back up my cock to the head, the urge to come slammed into me and I gasped. Reaching for the base of my cock, I gripped it tight.
“You need—I’m gonna—fuck.”
Lukas pulled away, a very self-satisfied look on his face. “Up on your knees. Brace yourself on the back of the couch.”
“I’ll do my best,” I joked as I eased myself up and turned around. I knelt on the cushion and placed my hands on the back of the couch like he’d asked. Lukas urged me to spread my legs apart a little more, and then his hands pulled my cheeks apart. The first kiss landed at the top of my ass crack. Then he trailed his mouth down lower, and all I felt was hot breath and my own nerves running away with me.
“Shhh,” Lukas soothed. “You’re okay.”
It wasn’t that I was afraid to bottom. I’d done it before. I guess I was afraid of being bad at it, but every time Lukas touched me, a little more of that fear evaporated.
Cold lube dribbled down my crack and I let out a weak laugh. “That’s cold.”
“Sorry, love. I’ll warm it up for you.” Lukas spread the lube around my hole, getting everything nice and wet. The first finger that went in didn’t sting. It felt good, if a little odd because I wasn’t used to it, but by the time he worked it down to the knuckle, I was ready to take another one.
Lukas pressed his other hand between my shoulder blades like he needed to keep me there.
“God, look at you,” he breathed. “So pretty. Perfect.”
I didn’t know how to answer his compliments, so I let it wash over me. Let it sweep me up in his spell. He kept murmuring praise to me as he slipped another finger inside me. The burn faded quickly, and soon I was mindless with want. My hips chased his fingers, wanting more. Needing more.
“I can’t wait anymore.” Lukas eased his fingers out of me, and I let out a sigh of relief.
“Thank God. I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard.” I barely got the words out and Lukas was notching his cock against my hole. He gripped my hip with one hand and used the other to guide himself in that first little bit.
An exquisite eternity later, he was finally inside me. Every inch of him was buried as deep as it could go. He kissed my bare back. Held my hips. Let out a shaky breath.
“You okay?” he asked, kissing me again. I could feel his pants rub against the backs of my thighs. I loved that he was still half dressed, like he wanted me too much to bother getting fully naked.
“Better if you move.” My laugh turned into a moan when he did as I’d told him and began to move. We started off slow. Easing in and out until my body had acclimated to the intrusion. And then his arms were around me, cradling me against him. He kissed every inch of skin he could reach. I’d never felt moreadored or loved than when Lukas held me. Kissed me. Showed me that I was the center of his universe.
He kept going until I was a sweaty mess. Damp hair stuck to my forehead. My body no longer felt like mine. It was his now. I was his. Forever.
“Lukas, please.” I whimpered, needing to come. The pressure had been building and building but without his touch, I couldn’t get there. I’d been riding the precipice for what felt like an eternity without being able to go over.
Lukas rested his forehead on my back and wrapped his hand around my cock. He stroked me, whispering sweet nothings to me while he did. Things like,I love you,andyou can come now,andlet go for me, love.That’s it. You’re so good. So amazing. I love you. I love you. Love you.
Stars swam in my vision and everything stopped, including the air in my lungs. My heart. The world. And suddenly it shattered, and I was coming so hard I couldn’t think. Or breathe. Or move. I could only lean on the couch and let Lukas fuck me into oblivion, wringing every last drop of cum out of my body.
When I whimpered, Lukas let out a throaty laugh. “I’m almost there, almost.” His pace sped up. I didn’t think it was possible to thrust as fast and hard as Lukas did, but then his lightning quick pace stopped short and he cried out as he came. His thrusts slowed, and he gasped for breath, panting heavily.
He continued to kiss me. Between the shoulders. The back of my neck. Then he eased out of me, and I crumpled down onto the couch in a boneless heap. I twisted my head around and watched Lukas slump down onto the floor next to the couch.
“I have a confession,” I told him several minutes later once my pulse had slowed to a somewhat normal rhythm, and I could breathe without panting. Lukas looked at me and waited for me to continue. “I finished your book this morning.”
“No shit?”
“No shit. It’ll need revisions and edits and stuff, but the bones are there.”
“I can’t believe you finished it.” Lukas shifted around and leaned in to steal a kiss. “I literally couldn’t have done it without you.”
“What next? Once it’s done, I mean. Are you going to see if you can land an agent or a publisher? There’s also self-publishing to consider.”
