Chapter 11

"Luke." I whisper his name as he hooks his fingers into my panties. There's a low hum from deep inside of me that starts to turn into a throb. My panties stick to my sex shamelessly, and I want to press my thighs together. I'm not sure if it's to hide it or to help relieve some of the ache that's quickly building.

"Need the words, sweetness." The fingers he has inside of my panties slowly stroke back and forth, waiting for me to give myself over to him. "Give them to me."

Can I? I want to so badly. He kisses my neck again, only this time he opens his mouth and sucks. His tongue teases me at the same time, and I'm done for.

"Yes!" He smiles against my neck. "Please, Luke."

"Good girl." Luke kisses the spot he latched on to, and I wonder if he left a mark. What does it mean if I hope he did? I don't get much time to wonder as his big body slides down mine.

He tugs my panties off in the process and then goes for my shirt next. It's not until I'm left completely naked in his bed within seconds that I realize what his intentions are.

My teeth sink into my bottom lip when Luke drops to his knees between my thighs. I've never been naked in front of someone else, and the way his eyes roam over me is like a physical touch. The way he's looking at me with so much desire makes me relax.

Then his eyes shift, and his expression changes. Luke's dark brow furrows, and then he tenses. He's angry, but when I try to cover myself, his movements are quicker, and he stops me.

"Don't." He gently pulls my hands back, and as he does he turns his head to kiss the bruise on my forearm.

That's when I realize I forgot about them. He's made it easy to forget about a lot of things.

"He'll never touch you again," Luke vows, and I want to believe him so badly.

He kisses the bruise on my side that leads up my ribs, and I feel him placing gentle kisses all over it. I close my eyes, fighting back tears. Who the hell is this man?

"Open them, sweetness." I want to, but for some reason, I can't. He presses his mouth to my lips in a soft kiss and whispers against them. "Open them, sweetness," he says again. "I want you to watch me take care of you." Another kiss meets my lips. "Love on you." At the word "love," my eyes open, and I see a slow, sexy smile pull at Luke's lips. "There you are."

I watch as Luke moves down my body and his big hands cup my breasts. My breath catches when his mouth wraps around one of my nipples, sucking it into his mouth. His tongue caresses it, and I fight back a moan. My nipples harden under his attention, and I had no idea this could feel so good. He moves his mouth to my other nipple, giving it the same attention.

"Every part of you is sweet. I bet you're sweet everywhere." We lock eyes as he moves lower. "But I'll have to check for myself."

I grip the sheets tightly and fight with my body. Part of me wants to close my legs out of shyness, but the most demanding parts want me to spread my thighs wider and let him take care of the needy throb. I want this. No, I need this. I need him.

Luke takes his time kissing my stomach and hips. He's a man of his word and leaves no place untouched. I'm forced to spread my knees to make room for his broad shoulders. He fills up all the space, making him the only thing that I can see.

When he gets to the top of my sex, I almost close my eyes, but then his eyes flick up to meet mine. It's like he knew what I was about to do.

"Stay with me," he says, his voice deep and rough.

Forever, my mind screams.

His hands slide around to the outside of my thighs, gripping them in a firm hold. He gives me another one of his smirks, this one mischievous, before his mouth descends upon me.

"Luke!" I gasp as my hips try to buck. Luke's grip keeps me pinned to the bed for his taking, and I can't move an inch.

His mouth covers my clit, and when he sucks on it, I can't breathe. An orgasm comes out of nowhere, and I cry out his name. He doesn't stop but slowly starts to explore me as I fight for air. The orgasm is still tingling through my body, and my need hasn't slowed down.

"Your pussy is as sweet as the rest of you, but your orgasm is the best thing I've ever tasted." He takes a long lick up my pussy. I'm pretty sure watching him devour me could make me cum again. "I want another."

Luke's hands slip under my ass then lifts me off the bed. He licks farther down, thrusting his tongue inside of me, and I want to scream.

"Oh god." In and out he drives his tongue, and I'm on the edge of insanity. "Luke, please."

The pleasure is growing, but the ache is worse this time. He groans against my sex then reluctantly pulls his tongue out of me before flattening it and sliding it over my clit. That's all it takes. Again and again he catapults me over the edge into orgasm after orgasm. I chant his name like a prayer while the pleasure consumes me.

"You with me, sweetness?" Luke whispers into my ear, and I turn my head to find him next to me.

I didn't even realize he'd moved. I must have been so overwhelmed with pleasure that I forgot everything around me. I don't think I've ever let go that much before.

"I'm with you." A smile touches my lips. "Why do you call me sweetness?" Instead of saying anything, he kisses me. When his tongue slips into my mouth, I can taste myself on him. "That wasn't an answer."

"It was." I'm sure my face turns ten shades of red, but he just kisses me again. "Now get some sleep."

Luke pulls me into his arms, and I melt against him.

"Mmkay," is all I can manage while exhaustion takes over.

The other events from today are completely forgotten for now, and I think that might have been Luke's plan all along.