When he found her clit with his thumb and rubbed it gently, she was done. The orgasm ripped through her like a cyclone, shaking her until she thought her bones would disintegrate. He stroked and sucked, keeping her in an erotic whirlpool, body convulsing, until the spasms weakened into aftershocks. But instead of taking her down gently, waiting until the throbbing faded, he rose to his knees, positioned his cock against her still throbbing flesh, and entered her with one stunning thrust of his hips. In an instant, she felt desire growing again. The hot spiral of need burned low in her belly, unwinding and rippling through her.
His movements were steady but hard, each forward thrust bumping the head of his cock against the mouth of her womb. She scrabbled to hold him with her hands, raking her nails across his back. He pounded her with a steady rhythm and strength a younger man would have been proud of. He rode her, pushed her, until the next climax grabbed her like a fist and she quaked with the incredible power of it. The walls of her pussy clenched around his hot erection, gripping it as her climax roared through her.
When she lay there sweaty and panting, head tossed back against the pillow, it suddenly occurred to her Luke held back on his own release. She could only imagine the kind of control it took. She opened her eyes and looked at him.
“You didn’t—”
“No.” He smiled, and reached for something on the nightstand. “But I’m going to now. Tonight I’m prepared.”
He flipped her over to her stomach and pulled her to her knees, bracing her with pillows beneath her stomach. He touched his lips lightly to each curve of her ass. Her body hummed in response but she tensed slightly when she felt something cool and smooth at her rear entrance.
“Gel,” he whispered. “So I don’t hurt you. Relax and let me get you ready.”
Using one lean finger, he rubbed the lube into the tissues around that opening before easing inside. The coolness of the gel radiated out to her inner tissues. She closed her eyes and leaned into the pillows as he added a second finger to the first, more lube, more stroking. Despite the coolness of the gel, the sensation spreading through her body was fiery hot. Her body wanted him, softened for him, eagerly accepted the fingers as he worked the lube into her hot channel.
In a voice ragged with his own hunger and need, he whispered, “Breathe, Julia. Breathe deep.”
She didn’t need him to tell her. She still remembered the feel of him there. She arched her back to thrust her buttocks out at him, pulled in a breath, and readied herself for his penetration. When it came, the familiar mixture of ice and heat fractured through her. Her blood drummed in her ears and her heartbeat sped up. Luke gripped the soft skin of her ass and he began the ride.
In and out. Deeper, deeper. Harder, harder. And incredibly her body responded again. She matched his tempo, rocking with him, until she felt him spurting inside her and one more orgasm overtook her. She hadn’t thought her body could stand another onslaught, but Luke managed to drag it out of her, this one more powerful than the others. Nothing existed except the two of them and this incredible connection, the erotic sensations racing through her, the climax that shook her with the force of an earthquake.
“I’m dead,” she murmured, when he finally let her collapse, the sounds of ragged breathing punctuating the air.
“No, just satisfied.” She heard the smile in his voice as he eased himself from her body. Rolling to the side, he skimmed a kiss over her face. “Come on. Shower.”
“Nooo,” she whined, so limp she wondered if she’d ever be able to move again. “I promise you I can’t get up. Go ’way.”
He laughed, the throaty delicious sound she loved. “I’ll help. I want to make sure to clean you up and ease those sore muscles. You’ll sleep better, I promise.”
“I’ll sleep in the shower,” she protested.
But he dragged her unwilling body from the bed into the huge shower, adjusted the spray so it was almost a fine mist, and bathed her like a baby, kissing her now and then.
Finally he crawled into bed with her, pulled her up against him, and she fell asleep, hoping tomorrow wouldn’t come crashing down on her head.
* * * *
“We’re going out to brunch,” Luke announced when he brought her coffee in bed. “I’d cook, but you wore me out.”
“Oh?” She sipped at the hot liquid. “Exactly who did the wearing out?”
“No matter. We’re still going out to eat before you disappear for the day.”
Julia set the coffee mug on the nightstand. It was time to talk. For a moment, she thought she should do it here. But then, if he got angry, at least in public he’d have to use some sort of control, enough for her to make a quick exit. “All right.”
“Wow.” He grinned. “I was all prepared for an argument. “ He leaned down and gave her one of those feathery kisses on her cheek. “We have a lot to talk about and I always plead my case best on a full stomach.
“All right.” She blew out a breath. “But let’s take both cars so I can leave from the restaurant.” Make a quick escape if she needed to.
“I’d argue with you but
