Page 12 of Beautiful Storm

With my dress off, I toss it on the bed, and it’s not until I reach for my bra that I finally let myself glance Luke’s way. Our eyes meet and I almost gasp at his expression. The way he stares at me is primal. There’s a fire in his eyes that makes my heart pound out of control…like he wants me more than air…as though he’ll die if he doesn’t get another taste.

And no one has ever looked at me that way.

God, he’s good.

Now I know what he meant when he told me not to look at him like I want him. It’s hard to take.

Dropping my gaze, I remove my bra and throw it in the direction of my dress as my insides twist into knots. I’m naked and exposed and more vulnerable than I’ve ever been before, but I’ve also never felt so alive. Luke grabs my clothes and tosses them to the floor before moving closer and crowding my space, forcing me to fall back onto the bed.

Without a word, he squeezes my breasts before running his hands along my skin, his palms burning a path as they glide down my body, only stopping after he’s wrapped his fingers around my ankles.

Lifting my legs, Luke pushes my knees against my chest before spreading them wide and moving to settle between them. He’s exposing me more than I’d usually be comfortable with, but despite my rapid heartbeat, I welcome it.

My breath catches as Luke stares at me for a beat before releasing his grip on one ankle and reaching for his length, drawing my eyes to his cock for the first time.

And he’s sheathed.

How long was I stuck in my head?

“You’re so ready for me,” he rasps, his eyes once again locked on my center. “And fuck, I’m ready for you.”

Am I ready?I swallow a lump in my throat because now that it’s happening, I’m not so sure.

Leaning forward, Luke lines himself up with my entrance, and when his tip presses against me, I clench around him. Since I’ve only been with Preston, I don’t have a lot to compare to, but it’s not hard to see that he’s longer than Preston was. And definitely thicker.

As if sensing my nerves, Luke rolls his thumbs over my clit, making me forget all my troubles as a spark ignites inside me, my body instantly relaxing while I focus on his movements.God, he’s so good at this.And yes, I say God, because he deserves some credit for his creation.

My head falls to the bed as a new tension builds low in my belly, and I’m just about to demand Luke’s mouth again when he pushes an inch inside me. I cry out as it burns, but there’s a pleasure to the pain that makes it all worth it.

“Jesus Christ,” he groans between his teeth. “You are so fucking tight.”

An irregular sex life will do that to a person, but I’m not about to say that. “Just…ah…give me a second.” I wait for his impatient groan, but he shocks me when he pauses, his eyes locked on mine.

“Take what you need. Move when you’re ready. There’s no rush.”

What?Don’t be a gentleman now, Luke. I can’t handle that.

I nod slowly and take a deep breath, letting the tension go while Luke teases me with his fingers, his movements lighting up my entire body. And I want more.

After wrapping my legs around him, I roll my hips and dig my heels into his back, pulling him closer as he slips farther inside me, sinking deeper until he’s buried to the hilt. And this time the burn is like fireworks. Like a new high I never knew I was chasing and—

“Oh God.”

“Fuuuck. Yes. Can I move?”

“Please. Yes.”Don’t make me beg.

Luke rocks his hips, starting a gentle rhythm as I adjust to having him inside me. But the second I push back, showing him I’m ready, it’s on.

We thrash around, slamming into each other as the pressure increases between my legs. His fingers bite into my skin and I welcome the pain, all of it adding to the moment. To the intense feeling working its way through my body.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull at his hair, loving the way he groans at my touch before crashing his lips to mine, instantly swirling his tongue in my mouth.

We find our rhythm, and it doesn’t take long for the tension to build in my middle again, but my orgasm sits just out of reach. I’ve only ever been able to come with a finger, and I doubt this will be any different because— “Holy shit.”

Luke lifts my hips, changing the angle as he drills into me andmy God.The pleasure intensifies and I’m just about to beg for more when he pulls out of me and rubs his length over my clit before slowly pushing back in. My body jerks as he repeats his movements, and on his third go, he has me flying over the edge, crying out his name as my release consumes me.

“Fuck, Amelia.Jesus.” Luke pumps harder, clenching his teeth as I buck against him, meeting his fervor. “Yes.”

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