Page 67 of There Is No Love


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“I, I guess so,” her body pressed back into mine, she could fight it, but she wanted this too.

“Can I touch you?” She nodded. I loved how she seemed to breathe when we were intimate. Let go of her control, let herself be desired, unwound. I rolled my middle finger up between her, circling her opening, testing how wet she was. “You’re already so wet for me, how is that?” I pressed two fingers into her deep and quick. A small gasp left her lips. I pushed her hair off of her neck, kissing her from the crook to her hairline. Picking up speed with my fingers. She moaned, her head falling back to my shoulder. I felt her hand graze my stomach, pushing into my boxers, until her hand wrapped around me, stroking up and down. I pulled her earlobe into my mouth, nibbling slightly. Her hips rock back and forth against my hand, back into me, light moans leaving her lips.

“Luka,” she rasped out, “you’re going to make me. . .”

“Not yet,” I pulled my fingers from her, spinning her quickly to her back, “I love hearing my name from your lips.” I pulled her bottom lip into my mouth, sucking before pulling her shorts off. Slipping off my boxers, climbing on top of her. I positioned myself at her entrance, staring deep into her eyes, “you want this?” She nodded. “Tell me you want this.”

“I want this.”

I pushed in just a little, “use my name, tell me you want me.”

“Luka please, I want you.”

“Good girl,” damn she became a submissive little thing in the bedroom. I pushed into her, her bright green eyes staring back at me before she closed them. Rocking her head back as she lifted her hips, meeting my thrusts. Chasing her orgasm. I continued thrusting in and out, taking her lips in mine, nibbling at the crook of her neck.

“Luka, I’m, I’m,” her body shook underneath me, I thrusted a few more times, releasing inside her. I held myself up as long as I could before rolling over and resting beside her.

She laid there, panting, eyes closed. I leaned up on my elbow, staring at her, reaching to wipe the hair off of her face, “do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” Her eyes opened, looking into mine, that same look on her face. “Alora, what is this look? You had it last night as well. Is it regret? Do you regret sleeping with me?” She shook her head, her eyes wide. “Then what?”

“This is,” she took a deep breath, “how many women have you been with?”

I pulled back slightly, “are you sure you want me to answer that?”

She shook her head, “No, I mean yes I,” she sighed, “I don't care about the actual number, I just,” she looked up at me.

“Whatever it is just tell me, I told you, you can tell me anything.”

“It’s never been like that before.”

“What do you mean?”

She shook her head, covered her face, “never mind.” She rolled over getting out of bed.

I grabbed her arm, pulling her back down, “Alora, just tell me. It’s never been like ‘what’ before?”

“It,” the left side of her bottom lip pulled between her teeth, “has never been that intense before. Never that,” her cheeks turned bright red. She turned, leaving the bed.

I jumped up following her into the bathroom, “wait.” I grabbed her wrist, spinning her around to face me. I cupped her face in my hands. “For five minutes just let your guard down and tell me what’s on your mind.”

“It’s never been that satisfying before,” she sighed, “Okay?”

I looked at her for a moment, her face still in my hands. Surely, she wasn't saying what I thought. “You’ve always been left unsatisfied before?”

She pulled away from me, leaning against the vanity, “I mean sometimes I was satisfied. Other times no, he would go first. It always felt good, but just never,” she looked up at me, cocking her head to the side, her eyes widening, “that good. With you, it’s like my satisfaction exploded.”

I cannot believe this, who were these men she had been with? Wait, she said. “You’ve only been with one other guy?”

“Why do you keep asking me more questions?”

“I’m sorry I just,” I laughed, “it sounds like you never had an orgasm until now.”

She looked up at me for a moment, the recognition in her eyes. I watched her swallow, as she looked down then and back up at me.

I smiled, “Let me run you a shower.”

“No,'' she shook her head, a long sigh leaving her hips, “I’m exhausted, I just want to sleep.”

I reached into the cabinet beside her, pulled out a washcloth, turned on the faucet, getting the water warm before wetting it. I handed it to her, letting her wipe herself off, cleaning myself as well. I watched her eyes grow heavy as she leaned against the sink. “Let's get you to bed,” I put my hand up, gripping her shoulder and she winced. “What happened?

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