115. Natalie

Chapter 115

Natalie

Luke keepshis hand on my back as we walk into his building.

He keeps his hand on my back as we take the elevator up.

His hand on my back slides up to the base of my neck when we reach the door to the condo.

And when we step through, he shifts his hold to the tab on my zipper and starts to drag it down before the front door even slams shut.

“Luke.” I’m saying his name as I help him shove the dress off my arms and down my hips.

“Princess,” he groans as he grips my ass.

Then the words are lost, and all that’s left are sounds.

He unclips my bra as I undo the rest of his buttons.

I toss my bra to the side as he rips the shirt off his body.

We kick our shoes off together, and he undoes his belt.

He pushes his pants and boxer briefs off.

I shove my panties off and sink to my knees.

Luke grips my hair, murmuring something about just for a second.

And I close my lips around the end of his cock.

Luke is hot. And so hard.

He groans.

He pushes his hips forward.

He pulls my face closer.

My body tightens.

My throat constricts.

My core clenches.

Luke drags me off him.

Then he pulls me back down his cock.

Sinking into my throat.

His groan is louder this time. And even though I just came minutes ago, I’m ready all over again.

I wrap my fingers around the base of his dick.

I dig my other fingers into the back of his thigh.

And then he’s pulling my head back again.

His dick slips from my mouth, and he hauls me up to my feet.

Luke’s mouth slams into mine, and we stumble down the hallway.

My hands never stop touching him.

His never stop touching me.

And when the back of my knees hit the bed, Luke lets go of me.

I fall and he follows.

My legs spread.

And then he’s there. Between them. Pushing inside me.

I’m so primed.

So wet.

So ready to take him.

Luke shoves his hips forward.

He’s as deep as he can go.

I press my heels into his lower back.

He leans his weight onto his elbows.

I cling to his back.

He presses his open mouth against my temple.

I cry out when he hits that perfect spot.

He doesn’t stop moving.

And when I reach between us.

When I mimic his movements from the car.

When I rub my clit.

He moans. And the rumble of it sends me to the cliff.

And when he tells me to let go.

When Luke begs for his Princess to come all over his cock, I do exactly as he asks.

And he follows me over the edge.