“Oh, fuck,” I say into Luke’s mouth.
I struggle to adjust to his size and let my head fall against the door, but he follows me, keeping us connected, kissing me as I throb around him. It’s still new and feels odd, but so fucking good.
He slows down the kiss, making it a claiming instead of a hostile takeover. I sink into his mouth, giving in to the desire he awakens. He’s all around me, filling my nose with his scent, my mouth with his taste, my body with his touch.
When I squeeze around his cock, he groans into my mouth. Power. I have it over him. I know it, but I don’t know how to use it… yet.
But there’s something more here.
He slowly withdraws before surging back inside me, and my brain explodes with the sensation. My insides wind up again as he continues the slow onslaught. Our breathing grows heavy, but we don’t back away from kissing each other.
“Luke?” I whisper into his mouth.
“Sore?”
“No.” I take in a breath as he keeps thrusting in so deep, I can feel him pressing against my wall.
“What then?” He lifts his head from mine.
My eyes open to his, and I lose my train of thought. The intimacy of this moment isn’t lost on me. He has me spread open against the door, holding my hips as he slowly fucks me. My fingers clutch his hair.
How did I get here? Me, Harper Davidson? I search his eyes while he slowly drives me mad with the slide of his cock inside me. I soften my hold in his hair. His eyes close at the touch, like it feels good.
“I need more,” I whisper, not knowing what to ask for because I don’t know what I need. I just know he can give it to me.
He thrusts harder into me. A moan wells up inside me, spilling out my lips. Sparks float across my vision, and it feels so good.
“Like that, princess?” His blue eyes are so dark, I barely see the edge of light blue. “Harder?”
Yes, that’s exactly what I need. I bite my lip and nod as he continues to thrust harder, pressing so deep. It’s like he can’t get deep enough, can’t drive in hard enough. I want to feel him all around me.
The speed of his thrusts grows faster. I tug on his hair, so close to something fantastic.
“Touch yourself, princess,” he whispers against my lips. “Slide your finger over your clit.”
I touch my soft, wet skin and slip my fingers over my clit, back to where Luke’s cock pistons in and out of me, stretching me open.
His grip tightens on my hips. “Rub where it feels good, princess.”
I return my fingers to the hard button that makes me clench around his cock.
“Circle it. I want to feel you come on my cock. Do it, so I can fill you with my cum.” Luke’s eyes hold mine as I swirl my finger around my clit.
He thrusts in deep and hard, pressing on something inside that makes it hard to breathe. The pleasure swells hotter, thicker, dragging me up to a crest.
“Come for me, Harper.” He leans back to look down at where I’m touching myself, and he’s penetrating me like he can’t stop himself. I follow his gaze.
All at once my insides explode. I cry out and tip my head back as my orgasm swells inside me. His nose nudges at mine before he claims my mouth, pistoning inside me until he groans against my lips.
Every stroke slides against my pulsing walls until he buries himself deep. I cry out into his mouth as his cock jerks, filling me. My pussy convulses around him, and I can’t breathe. Slowly, his lips move over mine, exploring, bringing me back down to him. An aftershock ripples through me, and he groans again.
“Fuck.” He drops his head to my shoulder as we breathe together, still connected, his cock hard inside me. Wrapping myself around him, I don’t want him to pull out. I don’t want to stop feeling this. Not right away.
He thrusts again, sending another ripple through me, forcing a moan from my lips.
“If you were mine alone, I’d lock this door and keep you in here all night.” He lifts his head to meet my eyes. “I’d fuck you into tomorrow.”
My pussy clenches around him again. I don’t know what to say tothat. That’s not our deal. Not our arrangement. I want the others too. As much as I want Luke, I want them all.
