Page 56 of Crash

“What do we have here?” he asks as he pulls out my purple vibrator. “You nasty little girl,” he says huskily. I can feel my cheeks pinken, but I hold his gaze.

“Woman. A nasty woman with needs,” I say to him. “Are you going to take care of my needs or do I need to call someone else to do the job?”

Just as expected, my easygoing lover turns into a growling barbarian. His smile vanishes as he pins me down with one hand and turns on the vibrator with another. With the same hand, he forces my legs apart, leaving me completely exposed. Before I can get used to the new position, he’s pressing the vibrator on my clit.

“Aah,” I say a little too loudly. To silence my moans, I grab the pillow and cover my mouth with it, but Luke grabs it and throws it on the ground. He presses the vibrator harder, holding my gaze the entire time. My eyes roll back, and just as I’m about to fall over the cliff, he removes it from my clit.

I groan in protest, but he’s putting his body between my legs and piercing me with his cock. He catches my moan with his mouth, silencing me with his tongue. I taste all of him as I run my fingers down his muscled back as he pumps into me.

“Only I make you come,” he says harshly, against my mouth, his five o’clock shadow grazing my sensitive skin.

“Says who, Lucas?”

He grabs one of my breasts and twists it. The pain causes my pussy to flood, but I manage to lift my head up and kiss him deeply. He takes one of my legs and throws it over his shoulder, going even deeper. My moans fill the room. I’m on my way to paradise when he suddenly pulls out.

“What the hell, Lucas?” I whisper, confused. When he reaches over and grabs a condom, I realize we both forgot for him to wrap it. Grateful he remembered, I spread my legs as he slides right back in, pumping furiously into me.

I attack his mouth with mine, holding him flush against my body. I call out, his name a muffled sound as I come. I shudder underneath him, my hands on his back, holding him as close to me as possible. He pumps harder, grunting as he empties inside the condom.

We’re both panting, but we continue to kiss. He peppers my face with them before giving me a deep lingering kiss. He slides out of me and lies on his back as he tries to catch his breath.

“Mmhmm,” he moans as I massage the muscles on his back. “You are strong for an itty bitty.”

“Everyone is an itty bitty next to a barbarian,” I say as I knead his back.

It’s not even the least bit awkward, both of us naked, with me sitting on his back, rubbing my sore pussy on his tailbone. It’s about two in the morning, and we’ve been back from the mall since around eleven. Luckily, Jake and Sandy were already in bed when we came in. Luke went into his room and came into mine through the adjoining bathroom.

We had a great time at the mall. We went to a Korean restaurant where they cook the food at your table. We ordered something on the menu called the beef combo, and we filled our bellies with delicious cuts of meat and side dishes I’ve never heard of. I confessed it was my first time eating Korean food, and he promised he would take me to whatever restaurants I want.

After eating everything on the table, we walked through the mall, our fingers intertwined the entire time. I had every intention of picking up a few gifts for my aunts and cousins, but I was too distracted by him. I ended up helping Luke, who had no budget, shop for his family. From jewelry to clothes, he bought it all.

He picked out several red dresses for me, but I told him I’d agreed to go but I would wear something I already own. He agreed, but I saw him sneak one of the red dresses in with a pile of clothes he was planning on buying. When he saw me look at it, he lied and said it wasn’t for me.

“You know I’m going to get you stuff for Christmas, right?” He grunts as if he’s able to read my thoughts.

I continue to massage his shoulders. “Yeah, I thought you might say that.”

“Good. Lower,” he orders.

I scoot off his body and start to rub his lower back, right above his firm buttocks. Unable to contain myself, I pinch him, and he moans.

“Don’t make me fuck you again.”

“So, about this stuff you’re going to buy me,” I say, ignoring his crude comment.

“What about it?”

“How about this; we can exchange gifts, but they can’t be anything we buy from a store.” He tenses underneath my fingers. He rolls off his stomach and lies on his back, presumably so he can see my face.

“You don’t have to buy me anything,” he says gently as he reaches up and strokes a piece of my hair.

“I’mnotbuying you anything,” I say, putting the word ‘buying’ in air quotes. “I want to do this, but I want it to be from the heart. I’m not going to the mall to pick out another blue shirt for you. I don’t care how good you look in blue,” I said.

He gives me a smug grin as he makes his pectoral muscles move.

“Okay, but I’m going to warn you that I’m not a do it yourself kind of guy. I can’t draw or write music, so you’re taking a huge risk,” he says playfully.

“I’m estranged from my parents. I have a huge barbarian oaf in my room. My entire life is a huge risk, so what’s one more? I don’t care about things anyway,” I say as I lie down next to him and inch my way into his side. I grab the duvet and cover our naked bodies, intertwining our legs together as he reaches over and turns off the lamp, making our only source of light the soft moonlight peeking through the blinds.

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