14
Raven
Luka’s handsslid up my dress before the door even closed behind us. I lifted my arms, encouraging him to get the dress off me faster.
As he tossed it to the ground, I pulled up his shirt. He took over and finished taking it off. It joined my dress on the floor.
His mouth found mine in a hungry, passionate kiss with so much heat behind it that my skin felt like it was on fire. As his lips and mine moved in unison, I reached for his fly.
Luka’s hands wrapped around my back, finding my bra strap. Just as he released the clasp, I had his fly open.
Breathless, I stepped away from the kiss and slid my bra off of my shoulders. Then I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of my panties and pulled them down.
I stood there completely naked but felt like I was burning up. I wanted Luka so bad it was as if my body and his were magnetically attracted to each other.
He stepped out of his jeans and I glanced down to see that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I smirked. He was prepared for tonight.
I admired him for a moment. His lean, chiseled form. His strong chest that led down to washboard abs. Below that, the V of his hips pointed straight to his large erection.
I didn’t stand a chance. He was a perfect male. The kind of partner I would have thought only existed in my dreams.
Turns out, I was the lucky one who got to have him in my dreams, and I was about to finally have him in real life.
Unable to wait any longer, I moved to him and took his hand. He grinned, that cocky playful grin of his that made my heart flutter. I’d made him wait and I was ready to make it up to him.
When we reached his bed, I pushed him down.
“Oh, I like where this is going,” he said.
“Just wait,” I said.
I crawled onto the bed, between his legs, then lowered my head. Using my tongue, I licked his cock from base to tip before pulling it into my mouth.
Luka groaned and fell to his back on the bed.
Gripping his upper thighs, I continued to lick and suck until his hips bucked and his moans grew more rapid.
There was no way in hell I was going to stop here. I wanted more than this.
I lifted my head and climbed over him so I was straddling his hips.
“You are so fucking sexy,” he said.
“Have you seen yourself in the mirror?” I asked.
He laughed. “I’m not really my type if you know what I mean.”
“I’m pretty sure you’re everyone’s type,” I said.
“Well, that’s high praise, especially from you. The one who kept me waiting.” He sat up and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me on top of him.
I could feel the head of his cock at my entrance and I held my breath in anticipation. After all this time, all this wait, it was finally real.
Slowly, I lowered myself onto him, letting myself adjust as he filled me. When he was deep inside me, I leaned forward and the top of his cock hit me in just the right place.
We both moaned at the same time and sparks seemed to explode across my skin. It was as if little bursts of electricity sizzled around us. Then, just as soon as it started, it stopped, and I was hit instead with the pleasure of his cock inside me.
I leaned forward, pinning his shoulders down with my chest. My breasts pressed against his bare chest as my lips made contact with his.