“Fuck,” he growls. I love taking his control away from him, even if just for a little while. We both know that if he wanted to, he could
have me on my back in a flash, but he’s giving the power to me for now.
I continue to massage his cock. He’s hard as hell, which matches how wet I am for him. After a couple of minutes, my mouth begins the journey down his body. I leisurely kiss every inch of his skin until my lips finally find their way to his cock.
Dropping to my knees, I lick a trail along his length. His breathing grows ragged as I kiss his cock all over. He places his hand on my head and I look up for a moment to meet his gaze.
My core clenches at what I see there.
His need.
Luke’s looking at me as if he’s only just controlling himself. It’s intoxicating. And it only intensifies my need.
Holding his gaze, I take his cock in my mouth.
He hisses.
Our eyes never leave the other.
I take him all the way in.
Slow.
Deep.
I swirl my tongue over him.
He grips my hair. Even though I said no touching, I let him. I love it when Luke takes hold of my hair.
I slide him out and run my tongue over his tip, making sure to flick the underside of the tip.
He groans.
I lick the entire length of the underside of his cock and make my way to his balls. While I massage his dick with my hand, I suck his balls into my mouth.
His grip on my hair tightens.
I suck and swirl my tongue, taking his balls in and out of my mouth while increasing my pressure on his cock.
“Fuck.” He hisses again and it goes straight to my veins. His pleasure is my ecstasy.
Letting his balls go, I lick along his length and then blow on it before taking him all the way into my throat. I repeat this over and over—lick, blow, suck—until I’ve worked him up to such a state that he lets go of my hair, reaches his hands under my arms and lifts me over his shoulder. He stalks to his bed and dumps me in the middle of it.
Before I can even blink, he kneels on the bed, grips my hips and roughly pulls me to him so my legs are upright, resting on his shoulders.
He takes hold of his cock and runs it through my wetness. His eyes lock onto mine. “This will be fast,” he growls.
I spread my arms across the bed and take hold of the sheet as he thrusts inside.
My back arches up off the bed.
He grabs my thighs and pumps in and out of me.
I close my eyes, but Luke tightens his hold on my legs and orders, “I need your eyes.” I’m slow to open them, and he thrusts harder and deeper as he rasps, “Eyes, Callie.”
I blink them open and his gaze penetrates mine. There’s a ferocious energy to Luke. He’s thrusting and grunting like a man possessed. It’s hot as hell and I lift my ass to take him deeper.
“Fuck!” he roars as he comes.