dirty words. I couldn’t stop them from falling from my mouth even if I’d wanted to.
“I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk for the rest of the day.”
He groaned, and I pushed back, urging him to begin his rhythm.
“What else?” he asked.
“I want you to slide inside me and feel how wet you make me. How desperate I am for your cock. How I’d do anything just to have you fuck me—” He extracted truths when he fucked me. I couldn’t hide anything when we were together like this.
My words had the desired effect, and he started to pump in and out. I arched my back in relief as he pulled his tacky fingers down my spine, tracing his thumb lower and brushing over the puckered flesh of my anus. I wanted it all; I wanted to feel him in every possible way.
He reached around over my hips, down to my clit and circled the bundle of nerves. My words came more rapidly. “Yes. More. Harder. Just. Like. That.”
The skin across my body buzzed and seemed to weaken me. My arms collapsed, and I fell forward, changing the angle of his penetration. I gasped and clenched, eliciting groans from Luke that became louder and louder. He betrayed his desperation, interrupting his rhythm as he tried to get deeper and deeper, grasping my hips, and then at my shoulders, pulling me toward him. I let him take over my body, offering no resistance as he pushed and pulled as he needed. It was too much, too good, too perfect.
His hands were all over me, alternating between rounding my clit, pulling at my painfully hard nipples and grazing my ass. Each time his thumb pushed a little harder, stayed a little longer. “Yes,” I gasped finally as I felt his slick-coated thumb begin to press. He didn’t need to hold back. “More.”
“Jesus, you’re so fucking perfect,” he groaned, maintaining his rhythm perfectly as his thumb pushed inside, past the bunched ring of muscles. The sensation was too much. My blood drummed in my ears, and I closed my eyes as my orgasm caught up with me, as if it were breaking out of my core and running along my limbs.
Luke let out an unintelligible cry from behind me, and the pads of his fingers pressed so deep I thought he was climbing inside me. My legs buckled under the force of his thrusts, and I lay flat on the bed as he chased his orgasm. Seconds later, he released himself into me.
He collapsed on top of me then rolled to my side. “What are you doing to me?” His voice was thick with exertion as he pulled my limp body so I was strewn across him. “You’re amazing. I love you.”
“You’re amazing, and I love you.”
“Then there will be plenty of amazing to go around in this flat when you move in.”
“There’s no way you can hold me to that. You were torturing me. You’re the lawyer; you should know that evidence obtained as a result of duress doesn’t hold up in court.”
Luke pushed himself up on his elbows, and I looked at him from my position on his chest. “You’re moving in with me, Ashleigh. You agreed and I’m holding you—”
“You don’t think it’s too fast?” Normal couples didn’t live together weeks after getting together. I hated to ruin what we had by moving too quickly.
“We’ve been waiting our whole lives. We know each other better than almost anyone else in the entire world. Let’s not waste any more time.” His tone was equally pleading and determined, and I found that I wasn’t as panicked as perhaps I should be. Maybe we were special.
I got butterflies at the thought that we might actually be doing this. “I insist on paying you rent.”
“You’re my lover, not my roommate.” He linked his fingers through mine. “We’ll be paying a mortgage, and I’ll cover it while you’re in school.”
I pressed my lips to his chest. It was time to believe in the fairytale and take a leap of faith.
“Okay,” I mumbled.
“What was that?”
I looked up, and he was grinning at me.
“Okay,” I repeated.
“Okay? Okay
“I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk for the rest of the day.”
He groaned, and I pushed back, urging him to begin his rhythm.
“What else?” he asked.
“I want you to slide inside me and feel how wet you make me. How desperate I am for your cock. How I’d do anything just to have you fuck me—” He extracted truths when he fucked me. I couldn’t hide anything when we were together like this.
My words had the desired effect, and he started to pump in and out. I arched my back in relief as he pulled his tacky fingers down my spine, tracing his thumb lower and brushing over the puckered flesh of my anus. I wanted it all; I wanted to feel him in every possible way.
He reached around over my hips, down to my clit and circled the bundle of nerves. My words came more rapidly. “Yes. More. Harder. Just. Like. That.”
The skin across my body buzzed and seemed to weaken me. My arms collapsed, and I fell forward, changing the angle of his penetration. I gasped and clenched, eliciting groans from Luke that became louder and louder. He betrayed his desperation, interrupting his rhythm as he tried to get deeper and deeper, grasping my hips, and then at my shoulders, pulling me toward him. I let him take over my body, offering no resistance as he pushed and pulled as he needed. It was too much, too good, too perfect.
His hands were all over me, alternating between rounding my clit, pulling at my painfully hard nipples and grazing my ass. Each time his thumb pushed a little harder, stayed a little longer. “Yes,” I gasped finally as I felt his slick-coated thumb begin to press. He didn’t need to hold back. “More.”
“Jesus, you’re so fucking perfect,” he groaned, maintaining his rhythm perfectly as his thumb pushed inside, past the bunched ring of muscles. The sensation was too much. My blood drummed in my ears, and I closed my eyes as my orgasm caught up with me, as if it were breaking out of my core and running along my limbs.
Luke let out an unintelligible cry from behind me, and the pads of his fingers pressed so deep I thought he was climbing inside me. My legs buckled under the force of his thrusts, and I lay flat on the bed as he chased his orgasm. Seconds later, he released himself into me.
He collapsed on top of me then rolled to my side. “What are you doing to me?” His voice was thick with exertion as he pulled my limp body so I was strewn across him. “You’re amazing. I love you.”
“You’re amazing, and I love you.”
“Then there will be plenty of amazing to go around in this flat when you move in.”
“There’s no way you can hold me to that. You were torturing me. You’re the lawyer; you should know that evidence obtained as a result of duress doesn’t hold up in court.”
Luke pushed himself up on his elbows, and I looked at him from my position on his chest. “You’re moving in with me, Ashleigh. You agreed and I’m holding you—”
“You don’t think it’s too fast?” Normal couples didn’t live together weeks after getting together. I hated to ruin what we had by moving too quickly.
“We’ve been waiting our whole lives. We know each other better than almost anyone else in the entire world. Let’s not waste any more time.” His tone was equally pleading and determined, and I found that I wasn’t as panicked as perhaps I should be. Maybe we were special.
I got butterflies at the thought that we might actually be doing this. “I insist on paying you rent.”
“You’re my lover, not my roommate.” He linked his fingers through mine. “We’ll be paying a mortgage, and I’ll cover it while you’re in school.”
I pressed my lips to his chest. It was time to believe in the fairytale and take a leap of faith.
“Okay,” I mumbled.
“What was that?”
I looked up, and he was grinning at me.
“Okay,” I repeated.
“Okay? Okay
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