“Yes,” I blurted. “Goddess yes.”
“Tell me.”
“Take off your pants.”
“Hands back on that cunt first.” I slipped my hand back between my legs as Luka shucked his pants off. My mouth dried as his cock sprung free.
“Fuck.”
“Don’t you dare stop fucking yourself,” he growled. I continued to move my hand, my fingers slipping back inside as I kept my gaze fixed on him. “Tell me what to do next.”
“Shirt off, I need to see all of you.” He drew his shirt off with one hand.
“Add another finger,” he demanded.
I squirmed as I stretched myself. My fingers felt good but not nearly as good as he felt filling me.
“I want you to fuck your hand,” I panted as I squirmed against my hand.
Luka sat back in the chair, taking his cock in his hand as he watched me with hooded eyes.
“Do you wish it was my cock filling you instead of your hands?” he hissed.
“Yes.” I palmed my breasts with my spare hand.
“I wish it was your mouth fucking my cock instead of my hand.”
“Fuck.” I brushed my thumb over my clit. “I’m close,” I whimpered, not taking my eyes off his hand stroking his cock.
“Fuck yourself faster. But don’t come until I tell you to.”
Closer and closer, I crested to release.
“Luka please.”
“Come for me, Lennox.” My back bowed off the bed as my release barreled through me.
Incoherent curses slipped from my lips as Lukacontinued to stroke himself, his eyes stuck on me. “Fuck, that was hot,” he all but growled.
He quickly closed the distance from the chair to the bed. He took my thighs in his hands and dragged me to the end of the bed.
He was inside me in one brutal thrust. “Fuck!” I fisted my hands in the sheets as he thrust in and out of me, his hands digging into my hips.
It didn’t take long for me to fall over the edge again, this time him coming with me.
“Well that was fun wasn’t it,” he said as he fell into the bed beside me.
“You love being in control don’t you.” I swatted at his shoulder playfully.
“Gotta take any chance I can get with you.”
I let a laugh slip lose as he pulled me to his side.
“It will all be okay, Lennox.”
I didn’t say a word, letting my mind continue to wander. How he knew so quickly where my thoughts went, I’d never understand.
“How many chances together do you think we’ll get?” I finally let my thoughts slip from my lips.
