As I stared into his purple eyes, so open, so trusting, I knew in my heart I could. I was sure if anyone was reading this in a love story they’d call me an idiot, but there was something about Lukas, something that called to me. He wouldn’t lie about this.
“I do.”
His eyes widened. “Thank you, Sam.”
“I…I have hemp seed oil in my room. Natalie got me hooked on it for my skin…would that work?”
He nodded. “You stay right here. Tell me where it is, and I’ll get it.”
“In the bathroom, by the sink, says it right on the bottle.”
He was back so fast, I barely had a chance to blink. He was obviously as excited as I was. My dick hadn’t even gone soft while he’d stepped away.
“Wow, that was fast.”
“I was motivated.” He smiled, and I’d never get tired of that.
He opened the bottle and poured some of the oil onto his palm. He gripped me once again, and it was like being plugged into pure oxygen. It was amazing.
He slipped his hand lower, his finger circling my hole, and gently pushed in. He was so tender as he opened me up, readied me. I’d never felt so taken care of in my life. Soon enough, he was pumping three fingers into me and if he didn’t fuck me soon, I’d come.
“Lukas, I’m ready, please.”
He poured more oil into his hand and rubbed it over his impressive dick. He leaned closer to me and as he guided himself in, he kissed me, plundering me completely.
He stilled for a second, his breath mingling with mine. The sensation was intense and judging by Lukas’s shuttering sigh, he was trying not to come too fast…just like I was.
He lifted up, his eyes meeting mine, and slowly began to move. One hand cupped my face while the other was anchored to my side, giving him leverage.
“Sam,” he whispered as he sped up.
Clutching his arms, I surrendered to the blissful feel of his cock. Each thrust rubbed right on my prostate, and I bothwanted to come and make this last forever. In my whole life, I’d never experienced anything so extraordinary.
He reached between us and started jacking me, and I couldn’t stop the onslaught of ecstasy. With a moan, I came on his hand and my stomach. I registered a roar and the feel of him coming deep inside me.
When he collapsed on top of me, his face snuggling against my neck, I instinctively wrapped my arms around him. I could stay like this forever and be fine with it.
It was a minute before he was slowly sitting up. “Stay.” His hand on my chest was gentle.
I watched as he entered the bathroom, and a beat later I heard the sound of running water. He walked out, in all his naked glory, and sat on the bed. I watched his face as he cleaned me up as if I were precious. Had anyone ever looked at me like this, ever?
As soon as he was done, he tossed the washcloth on the nightstand and to my surprise, lay beside me.
“Cold?” he asked.
“Not right now.”
He turned and held me close, and I faced away, reveling in the feel of him being the big spoon.
“How do you feel?”
I chuckled. “I’ve never felt better than I do right now.”
He lips pressed against the back of my neck in a barely there kiss. He didn’t speak, but I knew in my heart he was in the same boat I was. Overwhelmed, sated, but at the same time overstimulated.
Exhaustion washed over me as I was cocooned in Lukas’s arms, and while I wanted to stay awake and live in this memory forever, my eyes wouldn’t hear of it. Soon enough, they drooped and sleep overcame me.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
