Slowly, I lifted and lowered my hips. The friction making me moan into his mouth.
Luka slid his tongue into my mouth and I had to brace myself with my hands on the bed to keep from losing control. All the sensations combined were pushing me closer and closer to climax.
I leaned back up so I was sitting on him and continued to thrust with my hips. When Luka’s fingers found my clit, I cried out as an orgasm crashed through me.
Breathless, I didn’t even resist as he lifted me off him and rotated us so I was now on the bottom.
He looked down at me with those blue eyes and I felt like I’d turned into a puddle. The man had a hold on me, that was for damn sure. He could probably do just about anything to me and I’d go along for the ride.
Smirking, he parted my thighs and slid his hips in between them. Still holding my thighs, he lifted them so my legs were in the air. I could feel his cock at my entrance, and I held my breath in anticipation.
He didn’t enter me right away, though. Instead he rubbed his cock against my clit, teasing me. Wetness grew between my legs and I whined. “Please.”
“Wait,” he said, letting go of my thighs. He leaned forward and kissed me, sucking my lower lip into his mouth.
I moaned again and bucked my hips against him. His mouth moved to my jaw, then down to my neck. He trailed kisses along my collar bone and then moved back up my neck to my ear. When his tongue hit my earlobe, I gasped. I had no idea that was a turn on.
Again, I lifted my hips and this time, I was met with his cock sliding easily into me.
He thrust slowly at first, then grabbed my legs, holding them up again. He picked up speed, pounding me hard.
Grabbing fistfuls of sheets to hang on, I cried out with each thrust. The pressure kept building and I gasped for breath as I got closer to climax with each thrust.
Finally, I tossed my head back and screamed as an explosive orgasm rippled through my body.
Luka finished in the next thrust and then he collapsed, resting his head on my breasts.
His warm breath came out as rapid as my own. I ran my fingers through his golden hair. It was damp with sweat and still sexy as hell.
Sex in my dreams had always been amazing with him but this blew that away.
He lifted his chin and smiled at me; his eyes hooded with desire. I knew exactly how he felt. The post orgasm haze had me feeling like I was drunk, but I was totally sober.
He was just that good.