Chapter 21 — April

I was eager, naked, ready for his touch, hungry for it, in the darkness of his room as we finally arrived at his penthouse. I stood waiting for him to take me, but it was clear he wanted to take his time. We could have done a tour of the place, and I could have walked in and pretended I cared about the decor or the size of his bed, but I didn’t because all I wanted was Luke.

I pulled him against me hungrily and was awarded nicely when his lips pressed kisses down my sensitive neck, my hair loosely piled on my head, an invitation I’d hoped he’d take at some point tonight.

I hummed with happiness when his hands explored my body, his palms soft, gentle, as he ran them over my skin. I moved my hands down to clutch at his bare, perfectly shaped ass, urging him to make quick work of this, but he had other plans.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Luke asked and I wondered if he had second thoughts as I was ready for him to take me. I thought I made this clear.

“Yes,” I whispered. The fear of saying anything else could make this whole situation go away in a second and I didn’t want that to happen.

He moved away, took my hand, and pulled me down to the bed. I sank down on my back in the middle of it. He followed and lean over me, his face right above mine. His hot lips found my nipple and my back arched, pressing my flesh into his face as he sucked with long pulls. Sensations swamped me, ran straight down to the sensitive spot between my legs which ached for his touch.

His hands roamed over me, explored my ribs, then my abdomen, before he moved lower and found the part of me that wanted his touch the most. My back arched more until only my legs, bottom, and shoulders touched the bed, which pushed my pussy down. His fingers followed, slid further down, until two were inside of me and his thumb pressed against my G-spot with just the right pressure.

“Yes.”

I liked the pleasure too much to pretend I wasn’t enjoying it. My nails raked along his tanned, muscled back as he continued to torment my pussy, his lips busy with my nipples.

His tongue stroked my nipple with a slow concentration I found maddening, but didn’t want to stop, just as his thumb pressed a little harder against my G-spot and his fingers deep inside of me. The tension had built as he teased me, but now, it burst out in waves which made my body convulse on his perfectly made bed, and my thighs clamped around his hand, but he didn’t stop. His mouth and fingers continued to work on me as I clutched at his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin without thought, as I rode the waves seemed to bind me to him for a too brief of a moment.

I wanted it to go on forever. I never wanted to leave, but slowly, the pulses faded, and my body relaxed. I still clung to him, even after he pulled his hand away and moved his face closer to mine.

“Don’t stop,” I encouraged him as I held on to his arm, but didn’t want to say anything else. I just wanted to revel in the moment.

I touched his face, stroked his cheek, then his lip as he looked down at me with eyes hungry for more.

“Please don’t stop,” I begged, hoping this moment would last forever.

He chuckled as he put the condom on, which he'd had in his pocket, then moved to kneel between my legs. He nudged my thighs apart with his knees, readjusted, then, leaned down to kiss me again. His right hand tilted my hips, but he didn’t enter me.

Not yet.

My arms wrapped around his neck as the kiss deepened. He brought the fire inside of me back to life. We were both panting by the time I became restless and moved against him. His cock was pressed against me, but not inside of me, and I wanted to change. I wrapped my legs around his waist to encourage him, but still, he waited.

His hand at my hip kneaded my skin, slid down to my ass to tease me even more. His fingers kneaded in a rhythm I could follow, and I thought I’d lose my mind if he didn’t slip inside of me. I broke the kiss to beg him to fuck me, but he just pushed his lips back down to mine, and then— fuck me —and then he filled me, at last.

His cock stretch me as a relief and I clasped my legs tighter around his waist greedily. No more playing around, this was serious business.

“Yes!” I breathed against his throat when he moved away, to get a better position, to tilt down into me in just the right way. I wanted to tell him to fuck me deeper to give me more, but I couldn’t form words. I was too engrossed and all of my senses, filled them with nothing but him.

“I’m so close to the fucking edge.” He ground out the words in a raspy voice, just below my ear as he thrust into me. His hips working overtime as he moved fast and hard, already lost, out of control.

I writhed beneath him, thrusting up to meet each of his thrusts. We worked together with our bodies in alignment and attuned to one another. The desire had always been there, from the moment I’d laid eyes on him, a tension we’d ignored, but not anymore.

We didn’t say another word, too caught up in each other, our eyes locked together as he balanced over me, his face over mine, until I began to fade away, into the world he’d created for me.

I was so close to going off the deep end, so close to coming all around his dick. I licked my lips as I felt my inner walls contract around him. When he decided to use his thumb on my G-spot again and I finally fell over into a world where only we existed, nothing but him and me.

My mouth dropped open as I tried to whisper his name again, to beg him to join me, but I couldn’t make a sound.

He didn’t stop, he continued to thrust deep and hard into me, trying to catch up to me.

He stopped and he cried out my name. I felt him pulse deep inside of me. I could only hold on, his release prolonging mine, sending me into a second, third, and then a fourth wave, longer than any I’d had before, stronger than anything I’d felt so far. We clung together as the world truly did become nothing more than the two of us in this moment, just us, joined together completely.

When we came back down to reality, my legs boneless and opened wide to accommodate him where he rested over me. But even then, he kept most of his weight on his elbows so he wouldn’t crush me. When we finally caught our breath, he rolled away. He removed his condom and disposed of it in a trashcan beside the bed, before he brought me back to him, to cuddle into his side.

I was surprised at his gentleness and as tired as I was, I wanted more. Maybe his gentle fingers, the way he knew which spot to press brought out a hunger in me I didn’t even know existed. Unable to help myself, I ground against his cock.

“You really are a tease,” he growled into my ear.

“You ready for the ride because it’s going to be a long night.”

His cock shot back into action and I knew we wouldn’t just do it once, we would do it over and over again.