My body knows exactly what to do. As if I’ve been waiting for this very moment, forhim,my entire life.
He moves again, faster this time. His hips snap forward with a purpose and determination that wasn’t there before. Each thrust lands him a little deeper, a little harder inside me. My breath comes in short, sharp gasps, my back arches off the bed as he finds that spot inside me that makes my vision blur.
“Right there,” he murmurs. “You like that, sweetheart? You like it when I fuck you like that?”
“Yes.” The word is plea for more, and he doesn’t hesitate to deliver.
He increases his pace. Hitting the sweet spot again and again, each strike sending fresh shockwaves of pleasure that continueto build on one another until they’re almost painful with their intensity.
My orgasm is building with astonishing speed. My body clenching and relaxing in time with his thrusts until I feel like I’m going to explode.
I’m close. So close. And when his hand slips between us to find my already swollen, sensitive bud, I know I’m not going to last much longer.
“Luke, I’m?—”
“I know.” His voice is thick. “Come for me, Lilly,” he tells me. “Come hard for me while I fill up your sweet, virgin pussy.”
His dirty words are my undoing. He pinches my clit with just enough pressure that I shatter.
The orgasm hits hard. More intense than the last one, it’s all-consuming. I scream, although I don’t even recognize my own voice as my body convulses, the sensations flying through me.
He doesn’t stop, fucking me right through it, until I feel his hips jerk one final time, his breathing changing as his body tenses, and with one guttural groan that sounds as if it’s being torn from his chest, he lets go.
I feel the hot, thick pulse of him,spilling inside me, filling me, just the way he promised as he takes his release inside me.
We stay locked together that way, for how long, I don’t know. Neither of us moves. We can’t.
Luke’s chest is heaving against mine, his forehead pressed against my shoulder as he works to control his breathing. His hand still locked on my hip, holding me in place.
As if I’d go anywhere even if I could.
Luke
When I finally pull away, I don’t go far.
I stay as close as possible, my body still half covering her as I work to get my breathing under control.
Never mind my heart, or whatever the fuck is going on inside me. It’s unfamiliar and not entirely unwelcome, but also…I have no business feeling anything. Not more than the ball tingling satisfaction of a good fuck.
My hand doesn’t leave her hip. My grip is steady as I hold her in place, needing the contact with her as much as she needs it tocome back to herself after the way she just shattered into a million pieces.
For a long second, I just look at her.
She’s gorgeous. Even more so with her skin flushed and her perfect tits rising and falling with heavy breaths, her hair a tangled mess on the pillow. There’s a softness to her now. A vulnerability that wasn’t there before.
Her eyes are still closed, and for a moment, I wonder if I went too far. If I pushed too much, too soon. If I hurt her.
“You okay?” I hesitate for a moment before reaching out and brushing the damp hair from her forehead as her eyes flutter open.
“Yeah,” she says softly. “I’m just…”
I hold her gaze for a moment before releasing my grip on her hip and rolling back a little. “I wasn’t too rough with you?”
She blinks her eyes slowly, her lashes fluttering over her cheeks before she shakes her head. “No,” she says. “You weren’t. I just wasn’t expecting…” she hesitates before finishing, “how big you are.”
“Fuck, Lilly.” I look down with a shake of my head. “I’m sorry.”
“No.” She presses a hand to my chest and leaves it there. “It’s fine.I’mfine. Better than fine.”
