Page 84 of Meet Me In The Dark

She glanced down. He was hard, his cock pushing against his sweatpants.

“Oh, baby,” she murmured and leaned forward to pull them down. As if reading her mind, he lifted his hips so she could shimmy them down his waist to the ground. His cock jutted up, thick and long and ready.

“You’re going to have to do most of the work, you know,” he told her, teasing. “No more pillow princess.”

She giggled. “I can make that happen.” She kissed him, tasting herself on his lips. “But I don’t want to be in charge. I want us?—”

“To do this together?” he asked. “That we can do, sweetheart.That we can always do.”

He was in awe of her.

Of all of them.

When she’d pressed herself against his mouth and taken his head in her hands, he’d never been more proud of her. Never felt more whole. And even though they weren’t touching him, Conor and Micah’s words had echoed in the small cell, brushing over his skin like reassuring, cock-thickening strokes. And as Kara ground her hips against him and shook, as she came, he felt more connected to his lovers than he ever had.

And they weren’t done.

As Kara stood over him, gripping his cock in one hand, stroking it once, twice, and sending the sweetest pain through his cock to his whole body, Luke couldn’t help but admire the queen above him. Her auburn roots were beginning to grow in, and he wanted to kiss them. To hold her forever. But he wanted her pussy to swallow his cock more.

“Sweetheart,” he begged.

“Yes,” she agreed, lowering herself onto his cock and sliding down, her soaked pussy easing her way. Tight perfection surrounded him, squeezing his cock with a brutal beauty he’d been afraid he’d never feel again.

“I missed you, sweetheart,” he told her, raising his hips to push deeper inside her.

Kara moaned, dropping her head to his shoulder. Luke gave into his desire and twisted his head to drop a kiss on her roots. If he could forget what might be coming for them, if he could forget that he couldn’t touch her, hold her, then everything about this was perfect.

“How does she feel, baby?” Micah asked.

His woman wrapped around him, her scent surrounding him, her pussy squeezing his cock in pulse after pulse as she moaned against his shoulder, knowing he had her love andshe had his, with their partners watching…if he could freeze this moment, he could.

“Incredible,” he groaned. “Like coming home.”

“Yeah,” Conor hummed from his spot across the small room. “It is.”

But Luke couldn’t freeze the moment, and it was good, Kara began rocking against him, circling, seeking the friction she needed. She ran her nails up and down his back, his straining arms, trailing a hand down his chest and lower, until her hand traced where they were connected.

“Feel that?” she murmured to him.

“Yes, sweetheart,” he moaned again.

She raised her head, staring at him with love in her gold-brown eyes. “That’s us together, Luke. That’s a promise—of forever.”

“Yes, sweetheart,” he said, her words making his chest light and his cock impossibly harder. “Take what you need. Take me.”

She did, raising and lowering, raising and lowering.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” he crooned to her. “You’re so good, fucking me like this. Fuck me harder. I want to feel you come around my cock. Take me with you. Show me how much your pussy loves me. How much you love me.”

“All of me loves you,” she said on a moan, riding him faster and harder. “Come with me, Luke. I want to feel you fill me, I need?—”

“Yeah,” he said, shifting his hips up, and then up again, until she was bouncing on his cock. “You need me, don’t you? Well, you’re going to have me. All of me.”

At that, she froze, clenching around him as her cries echoed off the walls.

“Fuck,” Luke groaned as her tight pulsing triggered his own orgasm, long and sweet. He came inside her, filling herup, just like she wanted, and once again he wanted to freeze time.

She rested against him as they both came down from their orgasms. Dropping kisses on her shoulder, she murmured, “Mine.”

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