Correction, I’m hot. All over.
I must still be dreaming, because I’ve never felt this good while awake.
Like I’m on the cusp of euphoria even though my skin feels like it’s too tight for my body. My body shifts, instinctually searching for the release that’s just outside my grasp.
There.
I moan as the pleasure builds, teasing against my core.
I move again, canting my hips wantonly in search of more of the same feeling.
And I get it. Even stronger this time. It’s accompanied by another deep moan.
But this one doesn’t come from me.
My brain jolts awake and my eyes snap open.
Oh. My. God.
Luke’s eyes stare back at me with an intensity that should have me shooting off him in record speed. His jaw is clenched as his nostrils flare.
He’s shirtless, and his muscular arms are flexed as his hands are fisted behind his head.
What the hell is going on?
I feel something twitch between my legs and gasp at the feeling on my oversensitive center.
And then all the pieces slowly start to click.
Because I’ve somehow woken up on top of Luke.
Correction, straddling Luke. And it would seem as though I’ve been dry humping him while I slept.
Dry. Humping.
Dear God.
I need to move. I need to apologize. Yet my body and mind seem to be on a two-minute delay. “Luke… I—”
He shuts his eyes tightly as he tips his head up and whispers my name in a gravelly voice. “Daisy.”
“I’m so, so—”
His loud groan interrupts me, followed by another jolt.
By Luke’s very large and very hard dick.
A quiet mewl escapes my lips at the realization, and Luke’s attention instantly drops back down to me.
He flexes his hands but keeps them exactly where they are as he demands the unthinkable. “Finish.”
My eyes widen. Surely I misheard. “What?”
He sucks in a deep breath, as if reining in whatever control he has left. “I said, finish. You’ve been riding me for the last ten minutes, and if I hadn’t made a sound, you would have come already. So go ahead, use me. Finish what you started.”
My jaw drops at the same time my body accidentally bears down on him.
Our eyes latch on to one another the second our moans intertwine.
