Overheard by Maya Banks Page B

God, you made barbeque chicken!”
    He smiled and gestured for her to sit down.
    She took her seat, and Luke took the chair across the table from her. She dug in with her fork, uttering a contented sigh when the chicken hit her tongue.
    “Are you okay with things so far?” he asked.
    She paused, setting her fork down on her plate. “Yeah, and you?”
    “I just had the best sex of my life. I’d say that qualifies as okay,” he said dryly.
    Familiar heat flooded her cheeks.
    “If you don’t stop looking at me like that, you’re not going to be able to finish eating,” he warned.
    She ducked her head but smiled at the desire in his voice.
    When they finished eating, Gracie started toward the sink to put her plate up, but Luke intercepted her.
    “You go wait for me in the bedroom. I want you on your knees on the rug. Naked. Hands behind your back.”
    She swallowed nervously even as a thrill shot down her spine. She nodded and handed the plate to Luke. Her legs shook as she walked toward the bedroom.
    She only paused a moment before shedding her shirt. Then she walked over to the plush rug that covered the floor in front of the bed and sank to her knees.
    Rising up slightly, she put her hands behind her so they were clasped in the small of her back. Streaks of need pulsated and radiated from her pussy into her abdomen as she imagined what Luke would do when he came in.
    She didn’t have to wait long. He strode into the room, naked. He stopped when he saw her, his eyes darkening with approval and lust. His cock sprang to attention, and Gracie enjoyed a moment of triumph that she affected him so.
    “Do you have any idea how sexy you are?” he asked.
    He stopped in front of her and reached out to thrust his hand into her hair. He palmed the back of her head, cradling it as he directed his cock at her mouth.
    “Take me deep,” he commanded.
    She opened her mouth, and he thrust to the back of her throat. He rocked his hips back and forth as she swallowed and sucked at him. He gripped her head, holding her tightly against him.
    He pumped into her mouth for several seconds before finally easing from her lips. He reached down and pulled her up to stand in front of him.
    He fiddled with her nipple rings, pulling them until her nipples stretched in front of her. “I love these,” he said. “They’re sexy. Like you.”
    She twisted, jittery and needy as he plucked at her nipples. She was hot and restless, ready to see what he had in store for her next.
    His fingers trailed down her body, over her belly and lower to her pussy. He dipped a finger between her legs, sliding into her wetness. Her knees shook and threatened to buckle.
    “Get on the bed,” he ordered. “Belly down, legs apart.”
    She did as he directed, crawling onto the mattress and lying down until her cheek met with the comforter. She spread her legs and stretched her arms above her head.
    He crawled between her legs, pressing his chest against her back. He nudged her thighs farther apart with his knee then positioned his cock at her pussy opening.
    He surged forward, pressing her further into the bed. His body covered her and his hips dug into her ass as he plunged deeper.
    He reached above her, holding her wrists with his hands. She was unable to move as he thrust between her legs. Finally he let her arms go and dropped his hands down to her ass. He squeezed and massaged, pushing upward to gain better access to her pussy.
    Then he began thrusting in earnest, increasing his pace until the force pushed her up the bed. He bent down and nipped sharply at her neck until goose bumps dotted her back.
    The throbbing between her legs bloomed and spread outward, radiating to every sensitive region of her body. She loved this dominant side of him, loved that he never once stopped to ask her what she wanted or if what he was doing was okay.
    She panted as he rocked against her. She was so close and yet she couldn’t get there. Her orgasm built and built until it