“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I’d never climaxed with such force. Such feeling. He continued fucking me and another climax tore through me. Oh, my God, I was having multiple orgasms. I shuddered with intense bliss. Tears ran down my face.
As that climax ebbed, I heard a roar escape Luke’s lips. His cock felt as if it had swelled even larger inside me. Just from this sensation, another climax came to sweep over me. We came together… our names on each other’s lips.
He rolled over to the side and we remained like this as we tried to catch our breaths.
Moments later, he got up and went to the bathroom.
Attuned to all his movements, I heard the toilet flush, before he returned to the bedroom.
My heart pounded hard. Was he going to leave? I wasn’t close to being satisfied. I needed more of him. I planned to make up for those months I had stayed without a man.
To my delight, he made his way back to the bed, lifted the covers, and slipped in.
I turned to face him and could barely make out the outline of his face.
He reached out and caressed my cheek. His hands dropped to my breasts. “I love your body,” Luke said, trailing a finger around my nipple.
Every man I’d been with loved my nipples. “I’m kinda running into fat,” I confessed and placed my palms against his chest. I could feel the strength of his chest under my hand.
“Nope. No danger of that,” he murmured and lowered his body until his face was directly in front of my breasts. He sucked a nipple into his mouth.
I closed my eyes to revel in the sensation.
He worshipped my breasts, licking and sucking my nipples hungrily, while muttering how gorgeous they were. He seemed particularly fascinated by my nipples. He couldn’t stop sucking and biting them. My fingers raked through his thick hair. Soon, my pussy was clenching again, while I was wriggling under him as heat burned between my legs.
Luke rolled me onto my back. “I want to fuck your tits.”
“Yes, please,” I said to him and pressing my breasts together, I lifted my head.
Luke straddled me and pushed his hard cock between my breasts. He pumped effortlessly in the valley of my breasts and straight into my open mouth. I greedily took in his cock’s big head as it emerged from the top of my cleavage. I peered up at Luke. He looked down at me greedily and his mouth almost open. He looked as if he was in heaven.
It did feel like heaven.
He pulled out his cock and rubbed it against my nipples. It was clear he had a thing for this part of me. I moaned and arched my chest. Then he slipped it back between my breasts. He did this several times, each time returning to the hard knobs of my nipples.
“I’d love to see you in nipple clamps,” he growled.
“Get them then,” I replied. I’d never had them, but I was willing to try anything with him.
“I will,” he promised.
Luke moved further up my body and replaced my hands with his. His thumbs rubbed and pinched my nipples while his cock thrust in and out. Every time the head emerged, I licked it furiously then watched it disappear and come up again. This had to be the most steamy dance I had ever done.
I lost my mind as we rose higher and higher into the heights of orgasm.
Then Luke began to tense. I could see he was at the edge. He threw his head back and hot cum shot all over my chest. He let go of my breasts, gripped his cock, and used it like a paint brush to spread his cum everywhere as if marking me.
The thought excited me.
“You’re mine,” he growled, his gaze glued onto mine.
A shudder went through me. I had fantasized about this and yet, I truly never imagined it would happen… to belong to Luke and him to me, even if only for a few hours.
He lay on his side, facing me and his hand immediately sought my pussy, dripping with juices. His teeth glistened in the darkness when he smiled. “I love how ready your pussy always is for me.”
I raised one leg, inviting his fingers in.
He caressed my clit unhurriedly, as if he wanted to master every bit of it. His cum had dried on my breasts. “How about a shower?” he asked.
“Tired of me already?”
“Not a chance,” he said. He withdrew his hand and helped me up.
We padded into the shower and as I slid the glass door shut, Luke turned on the faucet.
And yes, I admired his muscled, taut butt.
He grabbed the shampoo and poured a generous amount into his hand. Then he turned me around to face away from him. His large hands went to my head and he worked the shampoo gently into my hair.
I let out a sigh as his hands massaged my scalp. I’d never had my hair washed by a man. So many new experiences crammed into one night. A night I never wanted to end.
When he was done, he guided me under the shower spray and raked my hair with his strong fingers as he rinsed it.
I expected him to turn me around. Instead, he grabbed the shower gel, poured some into a sponge, and proceeded to wash my back. He rubbed circles over my ass. “Beautiful,” he murmured, as he deliberately worked the sponge between my ass cheeks to my mound.
I leaned forward, as if bending to pick something up and I felt Luke go on his knees. He ditched the sponge and used his hand to wash my folds. Warm water ran down my back and between my legs, rinsing away the soap.
“Push your ass out,” he instructed.
I obeyed and another
