Page 86 of Drown in You

Oh my god. I cling to his hair, thighs clenching around his head as he eats me like a man starved. The wet, squishy sounds of his tongue parting me and licking up my arousal are obscene, and my tits shake as he pushes his head against me harder.

Pleasure zips up through my clit as he grinds his tongue against it. “Holy fuck!” I gasp. “That’s amazing. Don’t stop.”

My heart thunders and then explodes when his tongue rubbing against my clit finally drives me over the edge. My pussy pulses and he slams a finger inside me to feel my orgasm. His groan nearly drowns out my moans, my pleasure nearly as tangible to him as his own.

When I finally start to come down from the crest of pleasure, the audiobook narrator’s voice fills my ears again.

I don’t give her a chance to recover before I’m flipping her on her stomach and sliding inside her, wanting to feel her pussy throbbing through the throes of her orgasm.

Luke flips me onto my stomach and wrenches my thighs apart. He nudges his tip at my entrance, and I brace myself, still panting from the orgasm.

He pushes my face into the leather seat and slams into me. I cry out, legs involuntarily trying to close but unable to with him in between them.

Luke plants both hands on my back, keeping me pinned beneath him as he pounds me into the leather. I cry out, the stretch intense and borderline painful as his thrusts turn relentless.

But this animalistic side of him and the friction against my clit drives pleasure through me again.

Her screams grow hoarse when I thrust into her again and again. She’s so beautiful when she’s getting fucked.

Luke leans down to purr in my ear, “I love fucking you, Sienna.”

“Good,” I breathe. “Don’t ever stop.”

“I won’t.” His vow is low and sincere.

He straightens, his thrusts growing harder and faster. Punishing. I scream into the leather, grasping for anything to clutch onto as the pleasure barrels through me and the orgasm crests.

“Fuck, Sienna!” Luke’s groan is sharp, and he slams into me one last time as my pussy pulses around his cock, spilling every last drop into me.

I wait until we’ve both stopped panting and he unsticks himself from me, slowly pulling out, before I sink to my knees on the floor.

His head tilts to the side, confusion adorable on him. “What are you?—”

I grab his still-hard cock and stroke down his length. His breath catches. “You’ve made my fantasies a reality,” I purr. “Now I want to do the same for yours.”

“Sienna.” My name comes out strangled.

He’s done so much for me since we met. Everything he possibly could. It’s long past time that I return the favor, that I show him just how much I’m willing to do for him too.

“You already made my biggest fantasy a reality.” His hand threads in my hair when I wrap my lips around his tip, and he groans. “When I saw you in that hotel, and you smiled at me.”

I squeeze my eyes shut before his words can make me cry again. No matter how much it terrifies me to be in love with him, I can’t deny anymore that I am.

I swirl my tongue around his tip while continuing to stroke down. With my other hand, I cup his balls. “What are your other fantasies?”

A wolfish grin spreads as he peers down at me. When he bites his bottom lip, I nearly combust. “It’s gonna be a long night, sweetheart.”

I haven’t gotten any texts from Marcus or seen his red Cadillac since the Devils chased him off campus. I can finally breathe again.

Luke located a tracker on my car, which explains how Marcus found me. He smashed it, so even if I drive somewhere alone, Marcus won’t be able to follow me again. Maybe I’ll finally be safe.

Violet invites me to another Sigma Chi party, and this time, I don’t hesitate to slip into my favorite dress. One I know will make Luke drool.

We find Wes, Damien, and Knox first. Violet immediately goes to Wes’s side, and he tips her chin up for a kiss. My chest squeezes. I wish Luke and I could do that. But we can’t take our relationship public anytime soon. I’ll deal with the scrutiny and weird looks after we graduate, but for now, we have to keep our secret from everyone.

“Where’s Finn?” I shout over the music.

Damien nods to the corner, where Finn is nursing a drink and watching two girls grind on each other in front of him. Somehow, his features don’t indicate any sign of interest, despite his gaze not drifting elsewhere.

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