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For a moment I feel pressure and stretching. There is a bite of pain, but it doesn’t feel too bad. Relief floods me until I realise he’s only got the tip in. He brushes my hair off my face and leans down, kissing me. His lips are soft, gentle even as he claims my mouth. I kiss him back, tasting the alcohol and myself on his tongue as he swipes it inside me. That turns me on more than anything he’s done to me tonight. He pulls back slightly. “This is going to hurt.”
He pushes his hips against me and his dick slides further inside my channel. I feel a surge of pain as he presses deep inside me. Tears prick my eyes, and I can’t stop from crying out as he tears into me. There is so much pressure and burning as I stretch around him. I lie stunned as he kisses along the side of my face and down my neck. “Give it a moment,” Luke says. “It will feel better.” I believe his promise even though I have no reason to.
He doesn’t move. He just keeps still as I get used to his size. I’ve never felt so full and my thighs open a little more to accommodate him. He is right about the pain: it is starting to subside, and I want him to move. “I’m okay,” I tell him.
Luke takes that as his cue to start moving his hips. He rocks his hips back and forth, rolling them as he does. At first the sensation feels weird, but then those tingles start to build again in the depths of my pussy.
I cling to his biceps as he pushes deeper inside me, hitting a spot that makes me gasp each time. The pain melts into pleasure, the tightness I felt becomes looser, and every thrust feels like it’s driving me into a new wave of need. He peers into my eyes, and I see the desire in his heavy lids. I’ve never been looked at like this, like I’m not a prize for him to win. Luke wants to be here, and not because of my name. He doesn’t even know my real one, which is something I’m regretting. The urge to hear him say “Sariah” as he slams into me is overwhelming.
“Luke!” I moan as he picks up his rhythm. He circles his hips in a delicious way that makes everything south of my navel stand up and pay attention. Skimming his hand up my belly, he lets it come to rest on my left breast. He squeezes and rubs the nipple, making my pussy quiver.
I can hardly draw breath as he continues to plunge into me. Luke seems like he wants to please me and wants me to enjoy this too. He releases my breast and plays with my clit, rubbing circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves, and I feel like I’m flying out of my body. Everything inside me tenses and I spill over the edge as I push my hips up to meet his. I see stars spilling across my vision as I orgasm harder than I’ve ever done on my own.
I feel Luke jolt and his hips stutter as he cries out his own release. He moves for a couple of beats inside me before he rubs his hand over my belly gently, in a way that seems at odds with his intimidating nature.
Leaning down, Luke presses a kiss to the side of my mouth before finding my lips. He claims my mouth as if he owns me, and part of me wishes he did. He kisses down my neck before he pulls back, leaning on his palms. He scans my face as if looking for any sign of discomfort. “Okay?”
I nod because my voice has been stolen by what just happened between us. He pulls slowly back, his dick sliding out of me. I feel the loss, and the ache inside me.
He goes into the bathroom and I admire his naked body as he does. He’s well built, a Greek Adonis. I didn’t know they made men like this.
Luke comes back with a wet towel and presses it between my legs. I flinch and try to push him away, suddenly embarrassed by my nakedness—even though the man has just been inside me.
“What are you doing?” I demand, my voice sounding a little shrill.
“Taking care of you, Alice.”
My heart swells at his words. No one has ever taken care of me. Not since my mother died and my father found out the hard truth of her infidelity.
I pull my hands away and let him clean me up. I feel spent, exhausted. I want to sleep for a week, but I don’t know the protocol. Will he expect me to leave straight away? Is that what I’m supposed to do?
He tosses the towel into the corner of the room and eyes me. “Did I hurt you?”
“Only for a second,” I say, though it’s not entirely true. I can still feel his presence between my legs even though he is no longer inside me. I’m sure I’m going to be sore tomorrow, but I can’t stop from smiling. I did it. I lost my virginity on my own terms, and when I go to my marital bed with Jeremiah, I’ll know my first time was at least pleasant, even if every time after will not be.
Luke climbs onto the bed and pulls me against him. I didn’t expect cuddling after so it takes me by surprise. He drags the blanket over us both, covering our naked bodies.
“I’ve never taken someone’s virginity before.”
“Tonight was a night of many firsts,” I say.
“Do you want to tell me why you were so insistent on losing your virginity to a stranger?”
I shake my head. “Does it matter? We both got something out of it.” I peer up his chest to his face, my stomach suddenly churning. “Was I bad?”
The look on Luke’s face is a picture. His brows draw down as he takes in my words. “No, little dove, you were not bad.” He kisses my temple in an oddly tender way.
We lie clinched together for what feels like hours. I doze against his chest, loving the feel of having someone wrapped around me. As I come around it takes me a second to realise where I am, and panic clutches my stomach. I’ve been here too long and I need to get home. Luke is asleep with his head turned to the side and his sandy-blond hair dripping over his closed eyes.
I extract myself carefully from his grip and pull the covers back to climb out of the bed. As I sit up, he grabs my wrist.
“Where are you going?”
I spin around, aware of how naked I am, and pull the covers against my chest. He seems amused by my gesture, and why wouldn’t he be? The horse has already left the stable. He has seen more of my body than anybody ever has in my life. “I need to get home.”
His eyes narrow. “Why?”
“I’ve already been gone too long.” I don’t want to risk Declan finding me gone.
