My God, he felt so good.
His mouth.
His hands.
His hard cock. I was already in complete sensory overload when he started to increase his pace. His movements suddenly became rough and demanding as he took me deeper and harder.
“Yes!” I cried as I tightened around him. I was getting close, and when Luke’s body grew taut, there was no doubt that he was as well. We were completely in sync as he slid his hands underneath my backside to lift me higher, and as he angled his position, he instantly found the spot he knew would send us both over the edge.
Seconds later, my orgasm ripped through me, and I heard him let out a gratified groan, as he thrust into me one last time, giving in to his own release. After several moments, he slowly eased off me and lowered himself down on the bed next to me, immediately pulling me over to him.
I let my head fall back on his chest as I listened to the sounds of our erratic breathing slow into a steady rhythm. I was still in a blissful haze when he said, “You know, if you’re really concerned about the girls at the Vault, you should come check things out for yourself.”
“Seriously?”
“Absolutely. Come any time.”
“Okay. I might just do that.”
“Good.” He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. “Then, you’ll see you have nothing to worry about.”
“We’ll see about that.”
“You’re it for me, Pres. Might as well accept it cause nothing’s gonna change it.”
Without saying another word, he closed his eyes, and it wasn’t long before his breathing slowed and his body stilled. He was out, and it wasn’t long before I followed suit.
The next morning, I awoke to the sound of Luke’s alarm. His alarm was always after mine. That alone should’ve been aclue. Unfortunately, I was too sleepy to pick up on it. I reached over him and silenced his phone, and when I saw the time, I panicked.
I was supposed to be at the salon in less than an hour, so I jumped out of bed and started gathering my things. Luke was still sound asleep when I darted into the bathroom. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and took a quick shower.
“Morning,” Luke mumbled as I hurried back into the bedroom.
“Good morning.” I stepped over to him and gave him a quick kiss. “I hope I didn’t wake you.”
“You did, but it’s okay. I needed to get up.” He ran his hand through his thick hair as he asked, “How long before you gotta leave for work?”
“Half an hour or so.” I stepped over to the closet and pulled out a top. “I wish I could stay, but I’ve got a client coming in, and she’s a bit of a pain.”
“How so?”
“She asks for a specific type of haircut. I do it, and then, she wants to come back the next day and change it to something else. And she wants to do it on my dime. She’s the same way with her color. I can’t ever make the woman happy.”
“But she keeps coming back. You gotta be doing something right.”
“I guess, but it doesn’t change the fact that I’d rather stay here in bed with you.”
“It’s all good. I need to head over to the clubhouse and take care of a few things anyway.”
“And you have work tonight?”
“Yeah, I’m on tonight and Saturday.”
“Okay. I think I’ll go by and hang with Lila Kate for a bit after work. It’s been a while since we’ve hung out, and I don’t want her thinking I’ve forgotten about her.”
“Sounds good. But call if you drink, and I’ll have one of the guys bring you home.”
“Sure thing, boss.”
