“How about you?”
“One sibling. An older sister. She has three kids. She met her husband in high school and married soon after,” I replied this with a wistful sigh.
Luke chuckled. “Does that sigh mean that you’d have liked to have married your high school sweetheart?”
“Yes, if I’d had one. As it was, I was a plump unattractive girl and I had my first boyfriend when I was twenty-two.”
“I don’t believe that,” Luke said.
I laughed. The past didn’t bother me anymore. I had moved on and become secure in my own skin. “True story.”
Talking with Luke was easy. If he asked a question I didn’t want to answer, he didn’t take it personally. He simply moved on to other topics. There were a zillion things I didn’t want to talk about.
Like the fact that I had an ex who had abused me. It shamed me how I had allowed a man to beat me. That I had kept quiet for too long. I didn’t like what that said about me. Like I’d been some kind of a doormat. This wasn’t at all how I wanted Luke to envision me.
I wanted him to see me as a smart, confident, passionate woman. Not a woman who could be slapped around and she would still try to believe the man was somehow a creature to be pitied and rehabilitated. I might have been that person once, but not anymore.
“You look deep in thought,” he commented.
I smiled at him. “I was thinking that this is exactly where I want to be at this very moment. There is no other thing I would rather be doing than being naked with you in this gorgeous glass tub.”
He stared at me solemnly. In a serious way.
The expression he wore made my heart beat nearly out of my chest.
“Me too, sweet Ella,” he said softly. “Me too.”
Afterwards, we dried each other and then slipped into his bed. We then made slow, sweet love. It turned out to be such a magical night. We seemed to be in perfect sync all evening and now… this amazing, amazing sex. The kind of sex that had been almost like making love… if I was honest about it.
I put the thought away as I drifted off to sleep. Love didn’t come into this arrangement.
Best of all, when I woke up in the early hours of dawn, Luke was sleeping right there next to me. I propped my head on my hand and watched him sleeping. His lips were curled into a smile and the creases on his forehead ironed out. It became so tempting to kiss him but I didn’t want to wake him up.
“Had enough of staring? Can I open my eyes now?”
I jumped nearly out of my skin. I grabbed a pillow and beat him with it. “You should have said something!”
He grinned and pinned me down with his body. “Why spoil your fun? And now it’s time for me to have my fun.”
I widened my eyes and pretended to be frightened. “What do you have in mind, sir, and will it hurt?”
“Only in the most delightful way.”
“In that case, I’m all yours,” I said.
He lowered his mouth to mine. His lips were warm and demanding. He covered my body with his and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He groaned into my mouth as our bodies ignited on contact. I ran my heels over his back and tight muscular ass.
Bracing his hands on either side of me, he moved his mouth down the column of my neck and then nibbled my ear.
I purred from the sensations trailing along with the movement of his lips.
His cock grew and he shifted his body so it sat between my legs, teasing my pussy. Luke’s tongue found my taut nipples and first flicked them, then took them one at a time into his mouth.
I groaned as my body ached with need. I gripped his shoulders. “The fire in my pussy needs to be put out with your big hose.”
Luke looked up and grinned. “You have an unusual way with words, Ella.”
“Does it bother you?” I waited with suspended breath to hear his answer.
“Everything you say and do makes me hot as hell. I wouldn’t have you any other way,” he said and moved up by body.
Instead of taking me as I thought he would, he flipped me around to lie on my stomach. He nudged my thighs apart and raised my ass a little higher. Moments later, he plunged his cock into me. “Tell me how much you like my cock,” Luke purred into my ear as he pushed his cock deep inside my body.
“I love your cock. I wish… I could have your cock inside me… all day long,” I said, barely able to get the words out. Every single time he pushed into me felt like the first time. As though his cock was stretching me to the limit, but I knew how to stretch him to the limit. “Sometimes, I think I should make a mold of your cock and have it strapped into me as I go about my day. I’d be buying groceries and your cock will be inside me. I’ll be getting into the car and your cock will be inside me. I’ll be talking to complete strangers and your monster cock will still be inside me, fucking me.”
“Christ, you really know how to twist a man,” Luke growled. His breathing matched mine. Raspy. He fucked me harder and harder.
I raised my hips meeting every plunge with my own thrusts.
“I won’t last long, sweet Ella,” Luke warned. “I can’t.”
“Me neither.” My orgasm had already coiled itself into knots in my belly and was working its way downwards.
Before too long, my body felt as if it had liquefied. Shudders rushed through me. Over and over again, the sensations carried me like waves. I lost myself in them. My sense of time and place left
