“A little.”
“A little?” He let out a soft “tsk” before dipping down again to lavish the same attention on her other breast. He was far from gentle, sucking and nipping at her hardened nipples until she cried out with pleasure that bordered on pain, but she wasn’t complaining. Arousal drummed through her body, until her thighs grew slick from her own wetness and her hands clawed at the bed sheets.
She bit back a groan when he finally stopped his erotic assault. No, not yet. She didn’t want to lose those incredible sensations just yet.
“Don’t worry,” he teased, obviously catching the disappointment in her eyes. “We’re only getting started.”
He hooked his thumbs under the waistband of her sweats and pulled them down her hips, taking her panties along for the ride.
“I want to taste every inch of you, Elenore.”
His low mutter caused a hot flush to swarm over her skin. “But…” Her voice trailed as he dragged his tongue from her breasts to her stomach and circled her navel.
“But what?” He nipped at her flushed skin, his mouth dangerously close to the sparse triangle of hair between her thighs.
“I need you inside me,” she choked out.
“Too bad. I guess you’ll have to be patient, won’t you?” His husky voice was laced with both satisfaction and amusement. God, he was trying to kill her, wasn’t he?
Her eyelids fluttered closed as he kissed her inner thighs then ran his finger over the moisture he’d left there. When she felt the first flick of his tongue against her clit, she gasped again.
The sight of Luke between her legs was probably the sexiest thing she’d ever seen. The feel of his tongue on her clit was even sexier. She gave a throaty little moan that she couldn’t believe came from her, then lost herself in the pleasure he was intent on giving her.
“Still feeling impatient?” he teased.
She swallowed back another moan. “A little.”
“Does this make it better?” He sucked her gently.
“Yeah,” she managed to choke out.
He kissed her wet folds, tonguing her in a way that had her struggling for breath. “What about this?”
“Ah…oh God, uh…”
“Good?”
She managed a nod.
“And this?” He captured her clit with his mouth again and at the same time slid a finger deep inside her.
Her inner muscles instantly tightened over his finger. A shaky breath squeezed out of her lungs as he began a slow torturous rhythm. Licking, pushing his finger deeper, sucking, sliding his finger out. It was almost too much to bear, the pleasure building inside of her, swirling around and just waiting to explode.
“Let go, baby. I want you to come.”
Maybe she would have said something else, told him she wanted them to come together, but the moment he pushed another finger inside her she exploded.
Moan after moan slipped from her throat, shudder after shudder racked her body. The room started spinning so she pressed her hands on Luke’s head, wanting to steady herself, wanting to hold onto him as the most intense orgasm of her life crashed over her.
Only when she began to tremble did Luke ease the pressure on her clit and lift his dark head. He slid up the bed. Looked at her with eyes narrowed with pure satisfaction.
She blinked, feeling like she’d emerged from a hazy dream and in a raspy voice said, “God, Luke, that was…”
He nuzzled her neck. “That was what?”
“Incredible.” She shivered. “But not enough. I need more. I need you.”
“Good.” His expression was rueful as he glanced down at his crotch. “Because I need you too.”
Feeling bold, she skimmed her hand down his chest, brushing over the feathering of hair until she reached his erection. “I see that you do.”
He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue swirling and exploring, while she continued her own exploration with her hand. She lost herself in the kiss, groaning when he finally broke it to shuck his boxers.
With a quick peck to her lips he moved his body over hers. She saw the sparkle of desire and anticipation in his eyes as his tip brushed over her opening and a rush of need filled her body. God, she wanted him. Again. Forever.
He gripped her thighs with his palms and spread her legs wider, and they groaned, simultaneously, as he slid into her. Inch by inch. Until his cock was buried deep in her center.
Her nipples hardened against his chest, and she found herself wet again. Ready to go again. Pressing her hands on his back, she drew lazy circles over his skin with her fingernails and arched her hips, taking him in deeper.
He moved inside her slowly at first, as if he wanted to make every second last but she saw in his pained eyes that he wanted to let go.
“I was going to spend the entire night making up for the last time,” he said in a strangled voice.