Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52215 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52215 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Luke watches my face as he rams into me. He’s not thinking of someone else or something else. Right this moment, I am his whole world. There is nothing else except his cock deep inside my pussy. He leans down to kiss me. It sends a potent wave through me.
Luke moves faster now. His breathing is ragged. It’s punctuated by grunts of pleasure. He’s so powerful and primal. He’s finding the most sensitive parts of me, building that delicious pressure up inside me. All I can do is hold onto him and let him pleasure me like I’ve never been pleasured before.
Every pound pushes me closer to the breaking point. My hips buck beneath him, in time with his thrusts, burying him as deep inside me as he can go. Every nerve ending inside me screams at the feeling.
Pleasure rushes through me, hot and wild. There’s no stopping it. No holding back. My entire body clenches in ecstasy as my orgasm rips through me. Luke roars above me, then freezes, as his cock spasms inside me, and fills me with his hot cum. We come together, joined in the most intimate way possible. Everything else in the world ceases to exist except the two of us, locked in pleasure.
A long time later, he slides out of me and lays on the bed. His hands pull me next to him, and he wraps his arm around me.
I lean my head against his chest. The sound of his heartbeat matches my own. “That was amazing.”
“You are amazing,” he says, holding me close.
Almost immediately, exhaustion overwhelms me. My eyes drift close, and I’m asleep.
Chapter 6
Jade
I pry my eyelids open and flinch in the glaring morning light. Yellow sunlight is streaming in through the windows. My head pounds, and my mouth is dry and sour. The slight movement makes my head throb even worse.
How much did I have to drink last night?
I’m not a heavy drinker. A few glasses of wine to take the edge off after work was about as tipsy as I ever get. I don’t have time to go out and party like I did in college. Luke keeps me too busy for that.
Luke. Fuck.
I swivel my head slowly, trying not to piss off the giant hammering away on the inside of my skull.
Luke lies next to me. He’s not wearing any clothes.
Neither am I.
Holy shit.
The events of last night are hazy. Once the drinks started flowing, everything after is foggy. Like something from a half-remembered dream. But it wasn’t a dream. Waking up naked in Luke’s bed is proof enough that what happened last night was very real.
Oh, shit. We didn’t even use a condom!
I inch my way off the bed, slowly and quietly. I can’t wake him up. I don’t want him to see me like this. It was fine last night, I was tanked up on alcohol and lust, but I can’t handle it in the harsh light of day. Worse, I might see regret in his eyes. I definitely couldn’t handle that right now. My head hurts too much to even think rationally.
I need to get away.
The world spins when I stand up. I freeze and wait for my head to clear. There’s a good chance I’m still drunk, but not in a fun way. Painfully, I locate the first of my discarded clothes. The tattered remnants of my torn panties. The image of Luke tearing them from my hips and flinging them away flashes in my head.
Fuck, that was hot.
I tiptoe out his bedroom into the living area. Gathering my clothes to my chest, I make to my bedroom, and I shut the door behind me quietly. For the first time since I woke up, I feel like I can actually breathe.
I walk to the minibar thinking about what happened last night. I wanted it to happen. I’ve wanted it for so long, but now I kinda regret it. Last night was a mistake. A beautiful, orgasmic mistake. Luke and I have crossed a line, one I’m not sure we can come back from. Things between us will change, and I can’t be sure it would be a change for the better.
I grab a bottle of water from the fridge, rip the cap off, and down it in one long gulp. It tastes better than anything I’ve ever had in my life. I can almost feel the hydration spread through my parched body. It’s a step in the right direction.
My head still hurts, though, and my eyes still feel sandy. I need something else. Sugar. I search the mini bar and find a bottle of some brown liquid. The writing on the label is in a language I can’t read, but I’m not going to let that stop me. I take a long swig from the bottle. It’s creamy and chocolatey, and I perk up a bit, starting to feel human again. Thank God for caffeine.