One step into the room and he freezes. His eyes widen and his mouth forms an O. He takes a moment to let his gaze rake over my body. His eyes burn a path from my toes to my chest with each inch he takes in. When he gets to my bare breasts, he stops. His tongue snakes out to lick his bottom lip. My legs squeeze together to try and ease the ache that’s forming.
His eyes meet mine and they smolder with intensity. He walks to me like a jungle cat on the prowl. As he approaches the bed, I start to move over giving him room. With speed I don’t know he has, he’s by the bed and climbing on top of me before I can move. His arms brace on either side of my head, locked tight to keep his weight off of me. He’s kneeling, straddling my legs. My breath is coming out in pants at the anticipation of what’s to come.
Before he touches me, he asks, “Are you sure? Once you give yourself to me there’s no going back.”
“We’ve already crossed that point the night you were hurt. I don’t want to go back, only forward. And only with you.”
He leans down to feather a kiss over my cheek. “My princess,” he whispers in my ear. Goosebumps break out over my skin when he begins to kiss a trail from the spot just below my ear, down my neck to my shoulder. He doesn’t stop there, only continues a path until he reaches my breast. His tongue flicks over the sensitive peak, drawing a moan from deep within my throat. How I’ve wanted his mouth on me; how I’ve craved this very moment.
He takes my nipple between his teeth and gently bites down. My back arches off the bed as pain and pleasure mix, fueling the fire building deep within me. His hand finds my other breast and kneads it with his strong fingers. I want more of him. I want all of him.
Releasing my breast, his lips journey south past my navel to the juncture of my thighs. He hooks his fingers inside my panties, drawing them off so slowly it’s torturous. Gentle hands skim up the inside of my legs, only to stop short of where I want them most.
“So beautiful,” he murmurs. “All mine.”
Leaning down, his tongue sweeps between my folds, drawing a cry from my lips. Zaps of electricity race through me from that single touch.
“So sweet,” he speaks against me.
He presses firmly against my clit and alternates between sucking and licking. I try to squeeze my legs shut and lift my pelvis from the bed. The sensation is too much, and not enough at the same time, but he’s relentless in his pursuit to drive me to ecstasy. His hard as steel body is between my thighs, and one arm is over my stomach to hold me down. His pace quickens. He moans against me. I begin to writhe beneath him, my orgasm imminent. When he inserts two fingers inside of me, I crash over the edge, helpless to hang on any longer.
My body spasms as my orgasm tears through me. Luke doesn’t stop. He wants to pull every bit from me that he can. I’m calling out his name over and over. I’ve never experienced anything like this. I’m hot all over, sweat beading on my brow. As soon as I start to come down, he picks up the pace, pushing me toward the brink again. I can’t take much more. I want him inside of me. Need him there like I need air to breathe.
My fingers grip his hair to pull him from me. He stops after my fourth attempt at doing so. I’m left weak, but ready for more.
He’s over me again, lowering himself to me. I feel the head of his cock at my entrance, and I lift my hips to bring us closer faster. As he’s about to push in he stops. “Ali, have you been drinking the tea Stephanie left for you?” Seriously? He wants to talk to me about tea right now?
“Ummm…I have, but I don’t quite understand why you’re asking me about that at this very moment.”
He chuckles. “She didn’t tell you what it was, did she?” I shake my head. “It’s a tea to prevent you from becoming pregnant.”
“What? They make a tea that does that? Get the hell out.” Who would have thought? I wonder why it’s not used back home. “Wait. Why didn’t she tell me what it was for? She said to drink it daily to keep me healthy and to talk to her before stopping it.”
“I don’t know. She probably knows something we don’t. That concerns me a little.”
“Let’s have this talk another time. Right now, you’re here. I’m here. And I want you badly.”
Reaching down, I grasp his length in my hand, causing him to suck in a breath. I watch him close his eyes as I slowly stroke him. He’s hard in my hand and I need him to be inside of me. Lifting my hips again, I bring him to my center. His eyes flutter open when he touches me. He gazes down and we lock eyes as he enters me.
My body tenses at first, then stretches to accommodate him. He’s large, and I haven’t been with anyone in quite some time. Once he’s fully settled into me, he sags against me and shudders.
“You feel so good. So right. So perfect,” he rasps.
He kisses me, and the second our tongues touch, I wrap my legs around him. Slowly he moves, but I want it faster, harder.
“More,” I plead against his lips.
He picks up the pace, then brings his arms around me to pull me into a sitting position with him. His legs are beneath me and we’re face-to-face. I love this connection I have with him. I’ve never known anything like it. It was something I felt since I’ve first met him, but now it’s like everything has aligned, and we’re where we’re meant to be. The whole fate thing he speaks of is resonating now.
Tucking a hair behind my ear, he speaks softly, “My princess. My heart.”
I kiss him deeply and hope it conveys the depth of what I’m feeling. He holds me tight to him. I start to move up and down. We break the kiss. My head falls back and he kisses along my neck. His hands grip my hips, his fingers biting into my skin, moving me the way he wants. I’m happy to relinquish control. I want nothing more than for him to possess every part of me.
Leaning back further, I brace my arms behind me and Luke finds my nipple, sucking it into his mouth. His thrusts, his tongue, my orgasm is quickly building. I lay all the way back, while my hips still rest in his lap. He rises to kneel on the bed, holding my lower body in the air. With a strong grasp of me, he quickens his pace and powers into me. I’m dizzy with sensation.
His thumb finds my clit and starts rubbing in small circles. Within minutes I’m crying out his name, convulsing in his hands. He rides me through and doesn’t join me until I start to come down from my high. With a few strong thrusts, he tenses, then covers me with his body to release himself inside of me.
We roll to our sides. I lightly drag my nails through his hair, while my lips rain kisses over his face. I want to live in this moment forever. It’s only us, connected, together, as intimate as two people can be, and it’s amazing. Earth shattering. Euphoric.
“Was I worth the wait?” I ask, teasing him.
“I would wait my entire life to be with you if I had to. Every day I have you in my arms is a treasure. One I don’t take for granted. You’re meant for me, Alison. You’re my soul mate. Our connection flares to life when we’re together. Please tell me you felt it, too.”