Chapter 9 #2
I whimper and his tongue licks a trail down my center. His hands move to my thighs and pull them apart and I tense, aware his head is dropping between them. His eyes lower and I screw my eyes shut, praying this won’t hurt too much.
It’s anything but painful.
Fuck me, it’s exquisite.
Luke’s tongue flicks over my clit and it’s the best damn thing that’s ever happened to me.
Any doubt in my mind evaporates in an instant as the steamy hot wave of pleasure sweeps me away, and I’m done.
I’m lost in euphoria and Luke hums as he plays with me, sending even more arousal coursing through me.
I’m writhing for an entirely different reason.
It’s impossible to stay still and my back arches as my spine tingles with excitement. My heart races and my body heats, and Luke doesn’t slow down, pushing harder and moving faster.
“Fuck, you taste good,” he grunts and I whimper. “I’m going to eat you goddamn cunt every fucking day, Nia. Bred or not. I want to taste this sweet pussy and make it come for me.”
I shake my head and the heat burns hotter. My fingers claw my stomach and I pant, trying to figure out what is happening to me. I’m on fire and I can’t control my movements, moving without any idea what the hell I’m doing as the pressure builds.
It’s building fast and it’s way too much.
My core clenches and there’s too much.
It’s all too much.
I’m gasping and screaming and my arousal is all-consuming. I’m so damn tight and breathless that it’s impossible to think of anything except my excitement and the heat inside. It’s too hot. It’s more than I can stand.
I can’t cool and I can’t catch my breath.
I need it to stop.
“I can’t breathe.”
I clutch my chest and the angle of my back matches the arch in my foot. I’m straining, strung out in all sorts of ways and I need more. I can’t handle more. My arousal is agonizing and Luke isn’t stopping. He isn’t listening and when he sucks my clit into his mouth I start to tremble.
“I can’t breath, Luke.”
“You’re coming for me, Nia.”
I shake my head and cry, tensing and clinging to the sofa as I search for anything to keep me sane. I’m losing my mind and the pleasure that’s building is an assault I can only hold back for so long, and the cracks in my defenses are beginning to show.
My pelvis contracts and I shudder, whimpering and screaming as my breathing turns ragged. My skin is slick with sweat and the heat spreading over my chest becomes a flush that spreads to my face.
“Just let go,” Luke whispers.
I shake my head and moan.
“Stop fighting me, Nia,” he says and his voice is a command I have no choice but to obey. “Come on my tongue and then I’ll paint you with my come.”
His mouth works harder and the contractions rippling through me quicken. I moan and cry, pleading with anyone who’ll listen for this agony to be over. I’m desperate for a release from the hell of being so damn close to pleasure that it hurts.
I’m about to die and the tightness in my chest pinches as my heart stops still.
Pleasure rips through me and I scream as I shake, shattered into a thousand pieces by the tsunami wave Luke’s unleashed.
It’s so hot I combust in an instant, devastated as my muscles quiver and my screams grow frantic as the ecstasy is so overwhelming that I roll my eyes back and see stars shining through the dark.
I pant as Luke lifts his head and I stare up at him, dazed and barely conscious.
“You come so pretty, sweetheart.” I mumble incoherent sounds and he smirks, leaning forward and exposing my chest. “Has no one told you how fucking hot you are when you come undone for them?”
I shake my head and his eyes narrow as he yanks his cock out. I blink, trying to focus, somehow aware it’s terrifyingly huge.
“You haven’t come with anyone before, have you, Nia?”
The scarlet painting my face renders my answer irrelevant.
“Fuck me, sweetheart.” Luke’s hand tightens around his cock and he thrusts into it. “Tell me how much you enjoyed your first orgasm with a man. Fucking hell, Nia. I need to fucking know.”
I whimper and he growls.
“My cock’s going to fuck your cunt so fucking hard that you won’t remember what any other fucker felt like.”
His hand moves faster, and I stare, entranced, as beads of precum glisten on the tip of his cock. Luke’s hand twists as it moves up and down his shaft, and his hips move in time with his hand.
“Do you like this pretty girl?”
My lips fall open and I stammer, struggling to find words in my trance.
“Do you like watching me fuck my cock while I’m thinking of your cunt?” His movements quicken and his breathing deepens. “I’m coming to come all over you and there’s not a thing you’re going to do to stop me, Nia. Fuck, you’re so hot when you behave for me.”
Luke’s mouth falls open as his moans deepen and I somehow find it in me to watch completely unashamed as his cock starts to swell. It jerks in his hand and he groans, deep and loud with a rasp that’s so aggressive it makes me shiver.
“We’re going to have so much fun breeding you. Your pussy’s going to look so pretty dripping with my come.”
His cock jerks again and streams of white come spray onto me, splattering over my stomach and breasts, seeping through the lace of my bra. Luke tips his head forward, stroking his cock as if he’s pumping every last drop onto me and he grins when he finally stills.
I try to haul myself away, and he shoves me down, shaking his head in disapproval.
“Behave, Nia. Or I won’t let you come again.”
A sound I don’t recognize escapes my lips and Luke laughs darkly. His hands slide over me and I shake, still sensitive from my climax. I blink and my gaze falls to his fingers, watching as he spreads his come all over me, sparing none of my exposed skin.
“Such a good girl for me.”
I find it in me to growl and Luke’s eyes light with desire.
“Don’t push it, sweetheart. We both know you fucking loved it.” He slips between me and the back of the sofa, pulling me onto his chest as he slides underneath me. “So be a good girl and behave, and we’ll keep that sexy pussy of yours full of my come.”
I whimper again and his hand sweeps a strand of hair off my face. It’s soft and my eyes struggle to stay open, confused by the kindness in the aqua eyes staring up at me.
“I’ve got you, pretty girl.” Luke’s hand strokes my back and it’s more than my conscious can withstand. “You were perfect, Nia. Fucking perfect.”
My eyelids shut and warmth spreads through me. Luke’s lulling me to sleep and I won’t win this battle, even if I wanted to try and fight him. I’m too damn tired and my exhaustion builds despite my confusion, and I surrender to the darkness sweeping over me.