Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 41918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 210(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 210(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
"Oh." It comes out in a soft sigh. It feels so good to have him filling me up again.
Luke leans in and kisses me, and it feels like he's trying to consume me with it, devouring my soul. "Fuck," he mutters as his cock bottoms out inside me, and his hands clamp onto my hips to hold me in place. "So tight.”
"I need it. Please." My voice is breathless and I know he can hear it, hear the desperation that has overtaken me.
He slides out and thrusts into me. It's not fast or slow, but something in between, something that hits that spot inside me and makes me cry out, makes my toes curl and my back arch.
I'm so full, and I'm on edge. Luke knows just how to move, just how to piston his hips. And then, when I think I can't take anymore, he moves a hand between us and finds my clit. His fingers stroke me there, rubbing in little circles that make me moan and writhe against him. It's too much and not enough, and I'm so close.
Luke growls against the soft skin of my neck, his breath hot against my skin as he thrusts into me again and again. I can feel myself teetering there, right on the verge of orgasm, my entire body tense and on fire with pleasure. And then I hear him whisper, "Come for me baby girl."
That's all it takes for me to fall over the edge, my whole body exploding with pleasure as my pussy clenches around his thick cock, my fingers gripping at his shoulders, my legs shaking as he holds me.
Luke groans out loud as my body clamps around his cock, my inner walls spasming as he continues to move inside me, pushing me over the edge into the sweet abyss of release. His pace speeds up and then he's growling my name as he comes inside me, hot and thick, filling me with his come.
I've never felt this connected to anyone in my entire life, and the emotion is almost overwhelming, even in the heat of the moment. I cling to him as he kisses me long and hard, like he never wants to let me go. And I know, in this moment, I never want him to. I never want to be without him, without this feeling of absolute connection and rightness.
We stay like that for a while, wrapped up in each other's arms, just breathing in the quiet darkness. I'm lost in my thoughts, in the warmth of Luke's arms, and I could almost drift off to sleep like this. But the cold of the evening and the reality of where we are starts to set in as I feel the goosebumps forming on my bare skin. Luke must notice the shiver that goes through my body because he moves and gently slips out of me, holding me against him, not wanting to let go of our closeness.
"You're shivering, baby girl," Luke murmurs. "Let's get you home."
Home. His home, he means, but he says it like it belongs to both of us.
He moves back, letting me get to my feet. It takes a few moments for me to adjust, to feel steady. But then, once I get my balance back, it's like a switch flips inside me and my eyes go wide. The realization of what just happened, what I've just done, sinks in. I can feel my cheeks burning in embarrassment.
"We really did all of that out here!" I breathe, and Luke's laugh fills the air, warm and deep.
"Yes, we did. Now get dressed, and if you're lucky, we'll do it again when we get home."
9
EMMA
Two Weeks Later
Iwalk out of my last class before fall break and let out a long exhale. Finally, some time to relax.
There has been an uptick in work with the Iron Guardians for Luke, but he promised me he’d take a few days just for us. I've been staying with him since the fire, making a million excuses to Sarah before finally admitting the truth. A week ago, I received the news that the residence hall was ready to move back into, but I quietly deleted the email and pretended it never arrived. I'll have to face the music and make a decision eventually, but life is just too blissful right now.
It's a Friday evening, and Luke has promised to take me with him for the group ride through the city tonight. I've met a few of the Iron Guardians here and there, but riding with Luke with all the other motorcycles roaring around us sounds exhilarating. I'm excited.
The sky is cloudless, a deep blue, with the sun setting and the evening just starting to grow colder. It's perfect, the kind of autumn day I've always dreamed of, and it's mine, shared with the man who means more to me than anything. I have no idea how we ended up here, but it feels right. It feels good.