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He just decided slow was going to be the name of the game.
She wanted to think he was making love to her, but there was something in her mind that he was trying to prove a point. She just didn’t know what it could be.
“Tell me you like this,” he said.
“I do,” she said. “It feels so good.”
He was slowly gliding in and out. Building her up rather than spinning her out.
Whenever they came together it always seemed so hot. So sexy.
This even started out dangerous in her eyes feeling trapped, but now it almost felt loving.
His hands went to her face and held her still, his lips to hers softly.
He was being tender like when she was hurt. In her mind he was the hurt one.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Making us feel good,” he said.
Her back was arching with each thrust of his hips.
“I want you to feel good too,” she said.
“I always do with you,” he said, then kissed her again.
She got the feeling he was done talking.
She couldn’t get a read on him no matter how much she tried and decided to just give up and let the night happen.
If he didn’t want to talk but show a physical side instead, she was fine with that. Whatever he needed that helped she wanted to be able to give it to him.
But he was dragging this out. As much as it felt wonderful, it wasn’t him. Not the Luke she knew and loved.
The one that took charge at all times and loved it when she did too.
This one was almost going through the motions as if he thoughtsheneeded to see this. Or get this.
But he was working her up and getting her there because it was almost impossible for that to not happen.
She started to chant out his name as she came, then he thrust a few more times, finished and rolled off of her.
She wanted to say it felt cold just then, but he was lying there out of breath and staring at the ceiling.
Maybe she was imagining things.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
He smiled at her. The one that got her blood pumping the night of the wedding.
When he said he was being someone he wasn’t.
Son of a bitch.
But how did she call him out on this?
“I’m fine,” he said. “I’d ask if you were, but you said my name enough times for me to know.”
