As I lead Luke into the bedroom, my worries from the day melt away. Relief washes over me, and a newfound confidence guides Luke into the bedroom. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always been one to ask what I wish for, but knowing he loves me makes my heart nearly burst out of my chest. I want nothing more than to show him how I feel.
I lead him to the bed and turn on the lamp from the bedside table. As soon as I illuminate the room, I turn to make fast work at removing his clothes. It’s not fair that I’m standing here in my underwear and tank top, while he remains fully dressed. This simply won’t do.
As soon as he sees me go for his belt, he quickly toes off his shoes. Just when I’ve released his belt, he pushes my hands away to rid himself of his jeans. He must be as desperate as I am to be together, because he doesn’t waste any time. He pulls off his boxers in one swift move and reaches for the hem of my tank. Within seconds, we’re both completely naked. His lips press down onto mine, and I wrap my hands around his neck as I press my body to his.
The heat from his body sears my soul, igniting a flame I wonder if I’ll be able to control. Needing to be closer, I push him toward the bed. When he falls backward, bringing me with him, laughter erupts from both of us.
“In a hurry?” he teases.
“Yes,” I pant out breathily. “Need you.” I sigh as I climb on top of his muscular body. As soon as I’m astride his thighs, he pulls me down for a toe-curling kiss. His fingers find my core, and he strokes me in just the right spot, that has me writhing with need instantly.
“Fuck the foreplay,” I moan. “I want you inside of me.”
“Not… Gonna… Complain,” he grunts as I grab a hold of his more than ready cock. As soon as I line us up, his desperate hands on my hips guide me onto him, rougher than usual.
I take a minute to adjust, while he thumbs my clit with one hand and rolls my nipple with the other. As soon as I feel I’m ready to move, I let loose with everything I have. I abandon all thought and simply feel every part of Luke.
His dark hooded eyes look at me with such need and admiration. I can’t help but fall deeper in love with him. When we find the perfect rhythm, he lets out a moan that tells me he’s enjoying every single second of this experience. My ignited flames become an inferno, turning me on beyond my wildest belief.
“Oh, God, Luke,” I pant as I find the best possible rhythm.
Just when I think I have total power over this man and am about to make him beg for his release, he places his hands upon my hips and tops me from the bottom. The power of our thrusts causes me to brace myself against his chest, holding on for dear life as we both race to orgasmic bliss. When I feel my body tremble, I moan in appreciation.
Luke, knowing me as well as he does, is only spurred on further. He bends to take my nipple in his mouth as he thrusts deeply in and out of me in the perfect motion. My body climbs, my muscles tighten, I cry out as wave after wave of my orgasm rolls through me.
“God, Danika. You’re so beautiful,” Luke practically grunts as he brushes a lock of hair from my face. Luke continues pumping into me until he’s milked each and every wave of ecstasy from me.
He lets out a guttural curse when he stills deep inside me, and his orgasm sets off miniature waves of pleasure inside me. When he can’t hold himself upright any longer, he collapses on top of me. His breath’s ragged, and his body radiates heat. After thinking I’ve lost him, it’s the best possible feeling in the world.
After a few moments, he rolls onto his back, still panting, in an effort to catch his breath. His head rolls toward mine as his hand cups my face. “Don’t. Ever. Leave me again. I love you so much, and I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Feeling the exact same way, I simply reply with an impish grin, “Same goes for you.”
His beautiful laughter fills the room. “I think I can live with that. You have yourself a deal.”