And maybe she had.
“I don’t have condoms.”
“Then what are you waiting for?”
Good fucking question.
14
“Luke,” I whimpered and my back arched off the bed but my eyes stayed on him.
I was watching Luke and he was watching me.
This was after he’d stripped me naked two seconds after he’d locked his front door. After he’d tossed me onto the bed, told me to spread my legs, and made me watch him as he undressed. Once his chest came into view and without him having to tell me I started touching myself, this happened before his pants had hit the floor.
The good stuff started when he crawled into bed.
Unlike last night, he touched me while I touched myself. He instructed me to play with my nipples while he kissed the curve of my breast. He told me to play with my clit while he kissed my stomach and glided his fingertips along my inner thigh. Feeling Luke’s tongue and hands on me while avoiding the places I really wanted them was a form of torture.
This went on a long time.
I squirmed.
I writhed.
I moaned.
And Luke watched and told me all of the things he was going to do to me.
Now he was sitting—ass to his calves between my legs, my thighs draped over his spread wide, and he was stroking his dick.
It was my turn to watch and I was getting distracted. My eyes were riveted, taking in his long, hard tugs. The way his stomach muscles tightened when his hand slid to the root. The bead of pre-come leaking from the head, the way he swiped the moisture away with his thumb. The sight before me was so incredible I could no longer concentrate on what I was supposed to be doing.
“Keep at your clit,” he told me. I rolled my thumb harder and my hips jerked. “Fuck yeah, ride your fingers, baby, let me see you fuck yourself.”
I did what I was told with my gaze glued on his hand stroking his cock. Like Luke had told me to do I was imagining what it would feel like with his thick cock inside of me. How good it would feel to be stretched. How hard and deep he was going to fuck me.
Luke shifted his hips, his right hand went to my thigh, and his fingertips grazed along the juncture of my leg, right where my panties would be if I’d been wearing some. Throughout this, he didn’t stop stroking.
“I’m gonna fuck you just like this, Shiloh, back on my knees so I can watch my dick dip into your pussy and watch it come out wet.”
I moaned.
Luke grunted.
“Whatever you want, honey,” I panted.
“Right now, I wanna hear you make yourself come. Right now I wanna watch you play with my pussy. Because I’m claiming it.”
I was so close to giving him what he wanted, but just like last time, I needed more.
“I need you to touch me.”
Luke shifted again, this time lowering his hand until the head of his dick was brushing the back of my hand between my legs.
“Oh, God.”
My legs were trembling and I was closer.
“You like feeling my dick while I’m stroking it?”
“Yes,” I hissed.
“You like knowing I’m gonna blow all over your belly?”
Holy shit.
I could take no more, I was so damn close, my orgasm right there. Right. There. Just out of reach. I needed it so bad. So damn bad my hips were thrusting up reaching for it.
“Please,” I groaned. “I need—”
I didn’t finish because suddenly Luke curved forward and dropped his mouth on my nipple and his tongue was swirling.
God, yes. That was what I needed.
Then his lips tightened and I felt his teeth scrape the sensitive bud. I felt his hand working his dick, the tip bumping my hand and I was gone.
Gone.
Washed away in complete bliss. My back arched and my pussy spasmed around my fingers.
“You want my come?” he growled and I shivered.
“Yes, I want your come. Now, Luke. I want it now.”
“Fuck, baby, fuck,” he groaned.
Then I felt a splash of warmth on my belly. He jerked back to his knees. My eyes opened and I watched as he finished himself off. Ropes of come shot onto my stomach and chest. With each one he grunted and with each one, I felt twinges of my climax persist.
When he was finished he dropped down and kissed me.
It was safe to say, I now understood what it meant to be kissed by Luke. It was fantastic. Deep and wet and commanding. By the time he ended the kiss my legs were wrapped around his hips and I was mewing.
I was ready to get up and drive to the store and buy condoms. Hell, I’d run there naked if I had to.
“Shower,” he muttered.
“More,” I returned.
His face dropped to my neck and he kissed me there.
God, I loved his mouth on me. Loved his hands, his body, his tongue. I just plain loved the feel of him.
“I see I’ve created a monster.”
“Are you really complaining I wanna suck you off?”
“You didn’t mention that part.” I felt him smile against my throat. “You should’ve led with that.”
“Alright, honey, how about this? After watching you stroke your dick, feeling it on my hand, I wanna feel it in my mouth. Does that work for you?”
“Only if you sit on my face while you’re doing it.”
“You’re gonna give me more?”
This was surprising. A welcomed surprise, but I figured it would take some begging on my part for him to allow me to touch him.
“I’m gonna give you everything, Shiloh. Every-fucking-thing.”
My body tingled and fear filled my lungs.
“But tonight I’m gonna eat your pussy until you beg me to stop. You wanna do that with my dick in your mouth, I’ll give you that, too. You just wanna ride my face and enjoy it I’ll finish myself off when I’m done with you. But first, we’re gonna take a shower so I’m not licking my come off your tits when I taste those, too.”
The fear slid out and tingles took over, making my skin feel like it was electrified.
“I want you to finish in my mouth,” I told him.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “My dick’s not even soft yet and you’re getting me hard.”
“Then we better hurry and shower so we can get down to it.”
Luke was up and out of bed. I squealed when he yanked me up and dragged me to the bathroom. He had me in the shower before the water was warm and I squealed again when the icy water hit my back. He turned us so he was under the spray. Then he looked down at me, all the playfulness gone.
“You okay?”
“Were you not in the same bed as I was?”
“I know you got off on what we did. But are you okay?”
I wasn’t sure what he was asking but I knew it was important to him so I stopped screwing around and started paying attention.
“With?”
“With us going out with your team, for starters.”
“Yeah. Didn’t you have a good time?”
“Already told you I had a good time, baby. What I’m asking is, are you okay with how tonight went?”
I was so confused and that confusion must’ve shown because finally, Luke got to the heart of his question and he did this with his arms around my waist and my hands resting on his chest.