He releases my breast and moves to the other one. Repeating what he did before. His fingers skim down my round belly and over my hip.

"Fuck you’re good at this," I moan.

"I should be, I’m an Aries." Luke mutters against my skin.

A laugh bursts from me. "No you’re not, you’re a Leo."

A rumble comes from deep in his throat like a beast. "You bet your fine ass I am."

Luke claims my mouth as his fingers move south to the junction of my thigh and pelvis and across another welt. I wiggle, imploring him to move his fingers where I so desperately need them. Instead, he caresses the skin, causing goosebumps to breakout.

"Luke. Please." I plead against his mouth while rolling my hips.

"Beg me, Dani." He says, moving down my body, placing open-mouth kisses along my skin, taking his time to kiss each individual scar, welt and burn mark.

He makes me feel beautiful. Something I haven’t felt in years. His fingers curl under the band of my thong, pulling it to the side. The long slow slide of his tongue across my clit has my head falling back. It feels like he’s tasting me as if I’m a fine wine. Luke looks up at me from between my legs. My face scrunches up in frustration.

"Beg me, Dani." He commands while he licks me off his lips.

Damn!

I’m liking this side of him and not just because his tongue is in my pussy.

"Please, Luke." I say in that breathy voice he loves so much.

"Say it again."

"Please, Luke."

He runs his tongue along my pussy, dipping it inside. "Please what, Dani."

Oh God. He’s going to make me say it. I roll my hips, hoping that will be good enough but he sits back on his knees.

"I want to hear you say it, Dani. I want to hear you beg me," he inclines his body over mine. "Beg me to eat your pussy. I want you to cum on my face." He growls.

My eyes widen at his words. This is so not the man I work for.

This is a beast.

I grip my breasts, kneading them as I arch my back. "Eat my pussy, Luke." I don’t have to ask twice.

He pulls me up and to the edge of the couch, kneeling in front of me. Hands move up my thighs, fingers hook into my thong, and I hear the tearing of fabric.

He ripped my panties off!

I drop against the back of the couch. The feel of his hands on my skin is like a drug.

"Look at me, Sweetheart." He commands. "I want you to watch as I get you off."

Propping myself up on my elbows, I watch as his tongue begins to swirl in circles over my clit, sucking it into his mouth. My hips press forwards as a finger slowly pushes inside, moving painfully slow.

Luke is teasing me, driving me to the brink. I wiggle as he adds another finger, stretching and filling me. Gasping and moaning, I start growing impatient. I’m right there, right at the edge but he refuses to allow me to fall over. Luke sucks my clit into his mouth again. Hard enough to elicit a strangled cry from me.

Then he finally, finally moves with purpose.

Pumping his fingers faster as he grazes his teeth over my clit, I fall into an orgasm so strong, so powerful that all the air has been sucked from my lungs. Luke rides out my orgasm with his fingers until I’m an oozing mess of satisfaction. Panting and sated, he positions himself over my body, tilting my head and kissing me hard. The taste of me on his lips and tongue, has me rolling my hips again.

The kiss slows then stops.