“With you, I’m an everything guy. There isn’t a single part of you that hasn’t taken my breath away so far.”
I drag my fingers along his chest, stroking down his stomach, grazing the tip of his cock, relishing in the shudder that wracks his body.
“You’re not so bad yourself.”
“I work out.” His breath is heavy, fanning my heated skin as my hand reaches between us, gripping him and slowly stroking up and down along the fabric of his briefs. He groans, dropping his head forward onto my shoulder.
Emboldened, I slip from Luke’s lap, pulling him into a standing position. Slipping my fingers into the sides of his briefs, I pull them down as I slide down to my knees. Free from confinement, his arousal bobs proudly before me.
“Trip.” Luke reaches down and cups my chin. “You don’t have?—”
I brush his hand away and grip his length, running my thumb over the velvety skin at the tip.
“You said you’d give me anything I need, and right now, this is what I need. Are you going to deny me?” I say, raising my eyebrows.
He stares at me, eyes hooded. “So difficult,” Luke says behind a soft smile. Somehow, when he says it, it sounds like something admirable.
His rough fingers stroke my cheek. “And so beautiful.” My eyes fall closed, leaning into his touch until he lifts my chin so I’m looking up at him. Our eyes lock, and I slide my hand around, gripping the back of his thigh, while my other hand strokes slowly down Luke’s girth, bringing him toward my mouth. Luke’s heated stare watches every move, pushing the loose hair out of my face.
Taking my time, I lick along the rigid length, hand gliding up and down in long, slow strokes. I flick my tongue against the sensitive skin at the tip.
“Fuck,” his entire body tenses when I close my mouth around him. I pull back, cheeks hollowing out, stroking my tongue acrosshis skin, then taking him deeper into my mouth. The sound of his pleasure sends a tingling zing of awareness between my legs. My thighs clench, stomach fluttering. I manage two more long strokes of my tongue before he growls, pulling me up with a spin and planting me on the soft mattress.
Luke climbs over me as he spreads my knees to fit his body between them. “I’m not ready to come yet, and it’s embarrassing how quickly that sweet mouth of yours brought me a little too close to the edge. So, now it’s my turn.” His lips turn up in a wicked smile.
Luke's hand slides down my stomach until it finds the warmth between my legs. I suck in a breath as his fingers caress my sensitive skin above the fabric of my underwear. Unhurried, he glides his mouth across my skin, beginning with my neck, kissing and nipping as he works his way down, hovering over my breasts. One hand still toying with my center in languid strokes, his tongue darts out, swirling around my nipple while the hairs on his face tickle my skin.
The flurry of sensations is more than I can bear. Arching my back, I push my chest into him. Luke releases a chuckle as his mouth makes its way to my other breast, teasing my nipple with his teeth, creating a brief but tantalizing sting of pain that’s just as quickly swept away with a stroke of his tongue.
I reach for him, desperately wanting to touch him, but he grabs my wrist, placing it above my head, then grabs the other, pinning them to the bed with one hand.
“Ah, ah, ah,” he coos. “Keep those grabby fingers to yourself and let me have my fun.” Releasing my hands, he boops the end of my nose. A sexy smirk crosses his face, and then his soft, pillowy lips dip down, caressing mine, before returning to his excruciatingly slow exploration of my body.
My nerves fire on all cylinders, desperate need and want pumping through my veins.
“If you don’t get where you’re going, I’m going to combust,” I groan, covering my eyes with my arm.
He huffs a breathy laugh. The hair on his face tickles the inside of my thighs as he gently kisses along. He hooks his fingers into the sides of my underwear, dragging them down until they, too, are on the floor right next to my bra and his briefs.
He licks along my pelvic bone, massaging the inside of my legs with his large hands, fingers grazing along the sensitive skin between my legs. My body squirms, knees coming together of their own accord.
He pushes my knees apart, then runs them up the inside of my thighs.
“Look at you. So fucking ready for me.” Luke slides his fingers along my slick skin then dips two fingers inside me. I gasp as he plants his mouth on my achingly sensitive bundle of nerves.
The sensation of his mouth, combined with his fingers hooking upward, pushing against the sensitive spot, sends sparks flying behind my eyes. The sounds coming from me sound foreign to my ears.
“Ohmygod,” I gasp, body squirming. He increases the pressure, sucking, licking, fingers pumping in and out. My breathing becomes labored, skin prickling as a white-hot sensation blooms low in my stomach. Tingles of heat creep up my legs while his fingers move in a steady rhythm, working simultaneously with his magical tongue.
“I’m…” My eyes squeeze shut, back arching off the bed, hands buried in his hair.
“That’s it, gorgeous. Just let it go.” He doubles down on the pressure until I’m coming completely undone. Heat blazes through my core and crashes in waves of pleasure.
Luke returns to a softer stroke of his tongue as my orgasm subsides. Breathing heavily, I watch as he stands at the end of the bed, one hand gripping and stroking himself. He stands over me, my body limp and satiated on the bed.
I had no idea it was so hot to watch a man do that.A tingle of excitement sparks between my legs, like an itch on the inside that’s desperate to be scratched.
“Does it turn you on to watch me do this?” he asks, voice gravelly.
