Chapter 11 #4
As his tongue started to explore her, she could feel the desire building up in both of them.
She felt his cock harden against her thighs, and her nipples harden against his touch.
Every second she was with him, she felt this uncontrollable desire to be a part of him, and that felt dangerous. And definitely not in the rule book.
As Luke’s mouth moved down her body, Eliza felt a shiver of anticipation.
His tongue traced a path along her collarbone, down between her breasts, stroking her stomach.
She let out a gasp as he reached her inner thighs, tantalising and teasing her bush with kisses.
Suddenly his tongue became firmer as he found her clitoris, his hands gripping her thighs, holding her in place while he explored every inch of her wetness.
Her hips rose to meet his mouth, and every touch of his tongue sent shock waves through her body.
‘Luke,’ she gasped, her back arching. ‘Please . . .’
He looked up at her, his green eyes dark with desire, his lips glistening. ‘Please what?’
She tugged him towards her, desperate to feel him inside. ‘Are you making me beg . . . ?’
Ignoring her, he slid two fingers inside her, continuing to expertly circle her clit with his tongue.
‘Oh my God, don’t stop.’ She arched against him. She was so close, her breath now coming in short gasps.
But he didn’t listen, and in one fluid movement his mouth was on hers again, with the taste of her lingering between them.
He slowly plunged deep inside her, letting out a groan of pleasure as his cock filled her.
They began to move together, finding a rhythm with each thrust. Luke’s muscled arms held her close as he pressed deeper and deeper, while Eliza met him stroke for stroke, her hips rising to make sure he was as deep in her as he could possibly go.
‘God, you feel amazing,’ Luke whispered against her neck, his voice rough with desire.
His pace quickened, and his rhythm became more urgent, as he slipped his hand between them to stroke her clit and make her come.
She clung to his shoulders, her nails digging into him, desire taking over every fibre of her body. ‘Fuck me harder,’ she gasped, staring into his eyes.
‘Yes,’ he murmured. ‘Fuck, yes.’
Eliza came with such intensity that her whole body shuddered.
As they lay tangled together on the deck, with their breathing slowly returning to normal, Eliza felt a profound sense of unexpected contentment wash over her.
The night air was cool against her damp skin, but she felt warm and safe in Luke’s arms. She turned her head to look at him, admiring his strong profile in the moonlight.
His eyes were closed, a small smile playing on his lips, and Eliza marvelled at how comfortable she felt with him already, despite having known him for such a short time.
She felt there was an ease between them that she’d never experienced before.
But that was irrelevant, as she also knew there was a time limit on this one.
But maybe that was what made it so great.
‘That was . . .’ she began, giggling slightly.
Luke’s eyes opened and he gazed at her. ‘Totally fucking incredible?’ he finished flirtatiously.
Eliza nodded, smiling. ‘I was going to say “unexpected”, but that works, too.’
Luke laughed, throwing his head back, his eyes vibrant against the dark of the night. Pulling her closer, he murmured, ‘I like to keep you on your toes,’ and brushed a kiss against her nipple.
They lay in comfortable silence for a few moments, listening to the gentle lapping of the water against the dock. Eliza traced idle patterns on Luke’s chest, marvelling at the solid muscle beneath her fingertips, tempted to pinch him to see if he was real.
‘So,’ she said eventually, propping herself up on one elbow to look at him. ‘Are you going to tell me what all that camera equipment is really for? Or should I stick with my porn star theory?’
Luke laughed, the sound echoing across the still water. ‘You’re not going to let that go, are you?’
‘Nope.’ Eliza grinned. ‘I’m very persistent when I want to know something.’
‘I’ve noticed,’ Luke said dryly, before sighing dramatically and shifting onto his side. ‘All right, if you must know, I run a cinema company on the side. We set up small cinema screenings on local farms.’
Eliza’s eyes widened in surprise. ‘Really? That’s not at all what I was expecting.’
Luke chuckled. ‘Disappointed it’s not porn?’
‘No, not at all!’ Eliza laughed. ‘Well, maybe a little bit . . . Why didn’t you tell me about this hobby of yours?’
Luke’s gaze drifted toward the water. ‘It’s nothing special. Just something I love, bringing films outdoors, letting people escape the city for a night under the stars.’
‘I’d love to see it sometime,’ she said, surprising herself with her eagerness.
His expression brightened. ‘Really? We’re closed until summer, but—’
‘It’s a date,’ she said, then froze, the word hanging between them. Too much, too soon?
Luke stood, muscles flexing in the moonlight. ‘We should get back before you freeze out here.’
‘My hero,’ she teased, grateful he’d missed her verbal stumble – or chosen to ignore it. As he pulled her to her feet, his abs rippled in the dim light, and Eliza decided that some views were worth risking hypothermia for.