Page 50 of Burn With Me

My eyes never leave his—I don’t think I could if I tried.

“You look so beautiful, sweetness.” A smile takes over his face before he dives back in, bringing me to heights I never thought I could go.

“Luke, keep going. Please don’t stop,” I beg, one hand moving to his hair as my heels dig into his back.

He eats me like I’m his last meal.

I’m teetering on the edge when he sucks my clit into his mouth and slides one finger into my wet slit, and that’s all it takes for me to explode.

The noises leaving my mouth don’t even sound like my own as I come harder than I ever have before. He doesn’t give me more than a second to recover before climbing back up my body.

Luke presses his lips to mine, and the taste of myself lingers on his tongue as it slides against mine. Sitting up just enough to lean over, he pulls a condom from his wallet that he must have put on the nightstand when he came into my room. He tears the corner with his teeth and rolls it on.

Why is that so hot?

Leaning back down, he kisses me again, this time slower. I feel his hard cock at my entrance.

He pulls back, his eyes searching mine. Maybe for approval, but he already has it. He could do anything he wants to me. I’m ready for it.

“Fuck me, Luke.”

A smirk takes over his face as he pushes forward, entering me in one hard thrust. I hiss as his head drops to my shoulder and he groans. His breath on my shoulder causes me to shiver.

“You’re so fucking tight. Are you okay?” he says, and his jaw ticks.

“I’m fine . . . it’s just been a while,” I say before he pulls back and slowly enters me again.

He keeps his pace slow, and it drives me crazy. The ache he’s creating is both perfect and teasing at the same time.

“Luke, for the love of all things holy, I need you to fuck me. Please,” I practically beg.

His chuckle hits my ears before he pulls out and flips me over onto my hands and knees, pulling my ass up to give himself a better angle. He thrusts back into me hard, shoving me forward on the bed from the force.

“Yesss,” I moan.

It’s perfect. The angle allows him to hit all the right spots.

“Is this what you wanted, sweetness? You want me to fuck you hard?” He grabs my hair and pulls, causing me to arch my back more. “Make you scream my name?” he says as he pounds into me from behind.

His thrusts become faster and harder, sending me closer to the edge once again.

Can a girl really come this many times in a matter of an hour? Or is this some kind of dick magic? Because holy fuck, my BOB doesn’t even make me come this hard.

“I want you to come on my cock, baby. Can you do that for me?”

I moan as he leans over me, and the change in angle drives his cock even deeper inside me, and I explode.

Dots blur my vision as I come so hard I scream his name.

Just as I’m coming down, Luke flips me onto my back and enters me again in one hard thrust.

“I want to see you when I come.”

Digging his fingers into my hips, he comes with a roar.

His eyes never leave mine.

I don’t know how, but his orgasm triggers another small orgasm for me. I can’t believe I brought this man so much pleasure, and I close my eyes at the feelings coursing through my body.

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