“You make me want to misbehave, Harper.” Shaking his head, he lifts me against him, his cock buried deep, my legs wrapped around his hips.
“Luke, we should clean up. The others?—”
“Shh, let me pretend, princess.” He walks into the bathroom and sets me on the counter between the two sinks. His cock is almost out of me before he thrusts back in deep. “I want to see you.”
I don’t know what he means, but every thrust builds the fire within again.
“Lean back against the mirror.” He holds my hips while I follow his order. I don’t even consider being defiant. I want whatever he’ll give me.
He lifts my skirt around my waist. His gaze falls on the number thirty-four in blue on the silver jersey. “Take it off.”
I lean up and strip off Caden’s jersey.
“All of it.”
With shaking hands, I lift my shirt off and remove my bra.
Luke takes his shirt with one hand and lifts it over his head, leaving him completely naked and me in only a skirt. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
“So are you.” I relax against the mirror, between the two sinks, impaled on Luke’s cock. The fire inside burns brighter when his eyes meet mine.
He leans over me. His chest rubs my nipples. Arching into him, I suck in a breath at the jolt of arousal whipping through me. He captures the back of my neck and lowers his mouth to mine. “You’re mine, Harper Davidson.”
His lips take mine, and I fall into him.
Little moments.
Fuck me. These little moments will destroy me. He makes me want more, makes me crave more. This gentle stuff is an illusion. It has to be, because it makes me want something I know he isn’t capable of giving.
He lifts his mouth from mine and leans back. Taking hold of my ankles, he puts my feet on the counter. “Stay.”
His gaze drops to where his cock’s buried inside me. He draws outslowly. The wet noise almost makes me embarrassed. He’s so focused on my pussy and his cock. It’s mesmerizing to watch him as he watches his cock fuck me, claim me.
He lifts his gaze to mine as he thrusts in deep. I catch my breath at the desire, at the possessive look in his eyes. Maybe this is what sex is always like with Luke. Maybe every woman before me felt this way. Got this look from him.
My heart clenches. He didn’t keep any of them. He won’t keep me either, not past this year. It’s just words. It’s just lust. All I can hope to be is unforgettable. A fond memory.
He presses his thumb against my lower lip and drags it down. “Suck it.”
I open my mouth and draw his thumb in, sucking on it hard while his eyes hold mine. His cock thrusts in and out of my pussy. I can’t help thinking about sucking on a cock while he thrusts deep inside me. Tingles burst through me.
“Touch your breasts for me.” He draws his thumb from my mouth and lowers it to my clit, winding me so tight. When I don’t move to grab my breasts, his heated gaze flicks up to mine. “Touch them.”
I’m at an awkward angle here on the counter, my shoulders against the mirror, but I grab both of my breasts and squeeze them. Heat pours through me, making me buck against Luke.
“Fuck.” Luke leans in and takes my nipple into his mouth as I hold my breast for him. Every pull tugs deep inside.
His hips move slowly in time with each draw of my breast. His thumb works my clit, making me squirm with the need for release. He supports me with his hand in the middle of my back as he leaves my nipple, spreading kisses across my chest before descending on the other.
Dragging my fingers over my abandoned nipple in time with his sucks, I rub his spit over it.
Lifting, he leans back. At this angle, I can see his cock thrusting into my pussy. How it comes out wet and glides back inside. How thick he is, and what it feels like gliding in and out. I squeeze my nipples.
“Watch my cock fuck you, Harper. Know I’m going to fill your cunt so fucking full of my cum it will be leaking down your thighs as the rest of them play with you.”
His possessive words make sparks ignite beneath my skin. Part of me wants to be his, wants to be taken by him. Wants to obey him. I watch his cock sliding in and out of my pussy, building that overwhelming feeling again.
“See how greedy your pussy is? How much it wants my cum? You’re so fucking tight, clutching at my cock like you never want to let go.”
