11
Bree
Iwatch, frozen, as Luke crosses the room. His strong arms wrap around my body and pull me into him, enclosing me in his body heat. It’s so nice being in his arms that I snuggle in even further, wanting to be as close as physically possible.
His hands run soothingly up and down my back. The movement giving me comfort, but then his hand slips, landing a bit lower than it should. My breathing stops as I wait for his hand to move again. Will he retreat? Or is he finally going to give me what I need? That luscious thick rod that he hides, just barely, underneath his sweatpants.
Luke’s grip on me tightens, pulling me even closer. Our bodies are crushed together and then, just like that, the air around us changes. It sparks something anew, something exciting and tingly.
“Luke?” My voice sounds foreign to my own ears, it’s disoriented and gravelly. I stare a hole into his chest afraid to look up and meet his eyes. I can already feel the weight of his lusting stare, to see it would probably light fire to my insides.
“Natasha.” His breath whispers against my neck, causing goose pimples to rise across my skin. I’m still not used to it but I love that he is the only one, besides my parents, that calls me by my full name. It just makes our friendship mean that little bit extra. Well, to me it does anyway.
His lips are only a hair width away from my neck. I can feel their heat but it’s not enough. I tilt myself just that tiny bit closer to meet his lips, to spark that first touch. When his lips press against my neck, it’s not just a kiss, he immediately latches on. If my eyes hadn’t already rolled into the back of my head I would’ve been worrying that he’d never let me go.
His lips make their way up and down the side of my exposed neck, sucking and nipping along the sensitive skin there.
“...Luke.” I hear myself moan and it startles me out of my daze. “Luke, maybe we shouldn’t…?”
That certainly gets his attention. He pulls back, looking me in the eye and then deadly serious says, “Maybe we should.”
His certainty buzzes through me. He really wants this, and he’s willing to throw everything else out the window to have it. I see his lips start to descend, slowly, giving me more than enough time to back out. Making a split-second decision I reach up on my tiptoes to meet his lips.
The kiss isn’t fireworks and rainbows, that shit’s not real, but it’s sure as hell close enough for me. I’ve never felt anything so strong in my life, except maybe Luke’s biceps. They’re hard as fuck. But this kiss is intense and it only gets hotter by the second. His tongue is quick to sweep into my mouth and take over the show. We’re trapped in time in this lip lock until his hand that’s low on my back starts to creep even lower.
Then his hand isn’t on my back anymore but instead, grabbing at my ass. His touch provokes my hands to wander. Dragging themselves up and over his sculpted shoulders and digging my nails into his muscled skin.
I tug against the material of Luke’s shirt wanting it gone. I need more of his skin. He gets the idea and quickly pulls his shirt off over his head. And it’s the first time I really get to stand there and inspect him, inch by inch, muscle by muscle. I’ve seen him naked before but this time I’m allowed to drool. This time I’m looking at more than just his cock, I get to take my time going over every muscled ridge of his entire body.
Luke’s lips move down my neck and my head lolls to the side. When he comes to the edge of my sweatshirt his hands slip underneath it pushing it up until he tears it over my head. I’m not wearing a bra and while the sudden unveiling leaves me feeling a shiver, I’m glad to have one less obstacle in our way.
Luke continues his blazing trail of kisses down my chest. I’m shocked when he suddenly pulls back. “What’s wrong?”
He grunts as he looks around. I see it on his face when he finally finds what he’s looking for. Then I’m being lifted into the air and onto the couch. I’m now standing a foot or so above him.
As his mouth latches on to my nipple, I get the reasoning behind my relocation. His hands run smoothly up and down my thighs as his tongue weaves different patterns around my nipples.
When his teeth gently nip me, my knees buckle but Luke’s hands keep me from falling. He releases my left nipple to go in search for my right. I wrap my arms around his head, trapping him there - hoping he never moves. Lifting my leg up to wrap around his torso, I need to be closer to him. For our bodies to touch and connect more than they are now. Luke grips my leg and tries to coax the other one up with his hand.
Both of my legs wrap tightly around Luke’s waist as I slide down his body into his awaiting arms. I can’t pull my eyes away from his as he lays me down on the blanketed floor. The intensity coursing through his irises sends a warmth running through my veins.
Luke pulls off his pants before hastily wiggling me out of my pyjamas and my underwear. I feel his erection, hard and hot as he presses his lower half against mine. With his face hovering over mine, just out of reach, I push myself up to close the distance between our lips.
The kiss is passionate but fast, there’s a sense of urgency that I’ve never felt before - I’m pretty sure it’s coming from me. His chest rubs against mine and the slight touch causes my nipples to harden painfully, screaming for attention. He does it again, slower this time and I groan at the friction. His every movement is controlled but filled with the need for more.
Our bodies line up perfectly despite Luke being so much taller than me. There’s no clothing left between us, nothing stopping me from lifting my hips and offering myself up to him.
He makes his way down my body, his lips leaving sweet kisses in their wake. I shudder as his teeth bite into the soft flesh just above my hip.
He nudges open my knees exposing my bare flesh. My first instinct is to cower and cover myself. The first time being this vulnerable with someone is always an internal struggle. But one look at Luke and I feel secure. And scared. The two are complete opposites and to feel both at the same time, it’s almost too much.
There’s so much emotion on his face and that’s what scares me. I know that this means as much to him as it does to me. This can’t just be a one night stand, there’s no way I can have my fill of Luke in just one sitting. A small sense of dread settles in my gut as I think about what will happen after tonight. I don’t want to think about it. So, I push my internal struggles aside and force myself to just stay in the present.
When Luke finally settles himself between my thighs he pauses and hovers for a second. I tilt my hips slightly and that seems to urge him on. He takes one long lick, from my entrance up to my clit. Already I can feel my chest heaving as I try to catch my breath.
It’s been awhile since anyone has touched me there. Or anywhere. As much as I want Luke to go to town on my clit I want him inside me more. I’m embarrassingly needy for him, so much so that this feels unnecessary.
“Luke,” I didn’t intend on begging but I will if I have to, I need more. I’m desperate for it. I squeeze his bare shoulder to get his attention.
