Consumed by Luke

Luke, who still had his swim trunks on, stared me down. He walked over to me and kissed me passionately. Except this time, he pushed me on the bed. He untied the strings of my dress, making it loose. I lifted my head back and tried not to get turned on, which wasn't working. I opened my mouth slightly letting out what I tried to keep in. He looked up at me and waited for my approval, just in case. I nodded. He lowered my underwear.

The moist sensation made my eyes roll back. His tongue pushed deeper. I arched my back as I moaned out attempting to grab a fist full of sheets. The sensation was unlike any I've ever felt. I could sit here forever. My body clenches. Deeper with every second his tongue. I'm completely consumed by him. Everything around us is fading until all I can see and hear and feel is this man.

He stopped, pulled away from me. Luke pushed his index finger on my clit. I grip the sheets. He pumps his finger at a steady face. My body screams. I let out a few loud moans until he inserted another finger. He reached my g-spot. I moan again. I look at his face, he's having a joyride.

"Faster," I screamed.

"Come again?" He teased me.

"Fuck, go faster," I moaned louder.

"Okay, princess," he smirked.

He sped up to a grueling pace. I grabbed the back of the bed frame. I was coming.

"Shit," I yelled.

He slowed down, letting me slow down. "Good girl."

"Fuck me," I beg.

"Princess, we got to go soon."

"Aww," I moan.