Page 127 of Promised Love

“Lukas, stop. It’s too much.” I don’t know how many times I’ve said this, but Lukas only slows down for a minute. I’m like a stretched-out elastic in his hand as he savors me, worships me, and claims me for eternity.

His hands are rough as he drags me up to the headboard and sits me upright. My eyes snap open, and I look at him undressing himself.

Crap. I didn’t even realize he’s sitting fully clothed except for his jacket.

His cock is hard when he finally gets on his knees on the bed. I try to lie down, but he shakes his head.

Um…okay. So, we’re going to have sex while sitting. This will be new.

Lukas pulls me onto his lap. He’s so fast in switching places, and before I know it, he’s the one with his back against the headboard.

His cock jerks against my ass, and when I try to get him inside me, Lukas shakes his head.

“Look at me, okay? I want to see you as you come.” His gaze is locked with mine. Even burning red with embarrassment, I can’t look away.

I simply nod.

Pleased with my answer, he gives me a smile, and then his finger skims my cheek. “Your blush makes me so hard. I wonder if it’ll always be like this or if you’ll get used to me.”

“We’ll have to see.” Somehow, I manage to find my voice, which is a bit shaky and excited.

“We will.” Without breaking contact, Lukas sucks his three fingers before pushing them against my mouth.

My eyes widen, not knowing what he wants me to do. I kiss them, and that earns me another smile from him.

“Very cute. Now suck them.” After a minute of getting over the shock, I suck his fingers like they’re Suzie’s summer popsicles.

Moments later, he retrieves them and brings his fingers down to my sex. My eyes roll into the back of my head as they press against my clit.

“Eyes on me, Autumn.”

I jerk up and look at his face before looking down at his fingers as they drift lower from my clit, and he pushes them inside me.

My nails dig into his shoulders. I’m sure I’m leaving marks, but he doesn’t seem to care. Lukas is only focused on pushing me over the edge, and he’s doing an awesome job at it.

His fingers are relentless, and his movements have a wild frenzy to them as I buck like a rider on a galloping horse.

The orgasm hits me like a tsunami, leaving no part of my body untouched.

“Today, I want to do this with your permission.” Lukas’ soft voice takes me by surprise. “I don’t want to use a condom. I want to feel you. I want nothing between us. No fears of the past. No burdens of promises. No uncertainty of the future.”

I nod as he places a kiss on my lips. “You’re all of my past, present, and future, Lukas. You don’t need my permission for anything. I’m as much yours as you are mine.”

He holds my face, and his touch is reverent, so different from how he was moments back. “How do you know what my heart wants to hear? How do you know I’d give myself to you fully if you’ll have me?”

He kisses me softly, and I feel it everywhere—on my lips, my chest, and my heart. Lukas pushes into me slowly, as if memorizing how it feels. With every push that gets him further inside me, he steals a part of my heart, until he slams into me to the hilt.

We move in sync. I don’t have the fear that my inexperience will ruin this. His every touch tells me that he knows I’m his completely. His touch is gentle but his thrust powerful. He feels like home. He feels like mine.

“Thank you so much.” He continues to praise me with soft words and makes love to me with hard thrusts.

My heart is so full with emotions that I fear it will burst out, and it doesn’t take long before the emotions find a way to form tears.

Lukas kisses each of them, capturing them before they get lost. “We’ll be the happiest couple in the world, and that’s a fucking promise, Autumn.”

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LUKAS

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