Page 14 of What Happens in Dubai

‘Hmm, I suppose I could make an exception, but I really can’t stay long.’

Luke grabbed my hand and we walked straight upstairs as we entered his home. It was a large, newly built house. As we entered, I could smell the remnants of homemade cooking, which made my stomach rumble from the three-day crash diet I had embarked on for Dubai. Everything looked immaculate. I was impressed. I studied the family pictures hanging on the wall above the staircase as Luke tugged me on.

‘Aww, is that you there?’ I pointed to a photograph, and he turned to me sharply, holding his finger to his mouth.

‘Shhh, my dad’s still up,’ he said.

My heart began to beat fast.

He didn’t tell me he lived with his family. What the fuck. My face fell as my instant horn turned to fear at the thought of having sex in my thirties with someone’s parent in the next room. I shook my head aggressively.

‘You never told me that!’

‘You never asked,’ he responded, shrugging his shoulders. ‘It’s not a big deal, Zara. Chill the fuck out.’

We were at the top landing now when we heard a voice call out from the living room downstairs.

‘Luke, is that you?’ His dad’s deep voice echoed up the stairwell.

‘Aye, I’m in. I’m with … ma mate, Dad. We’re going to watch a film, right?’ Luke turned round to me, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

I felt like I was back in high school. I stared back at him with my arms folded, feeling incredibly uncomfortable. Noticing my reaction, Luke pushed me against his room door and started to nibble my ear.

‘Aye, that’s fine, son,’ his dad called back. ‘Did you see the fitbaw highlights when you were out?’

I let out a large sigh of frustration.I need to leave. This is a bad idea.But Luke’s eyes lit up with mischief as he placed one hand tightly over my mouth and began rubbing between my legs with the other.

Holy fuck. I wiggled slightly to break free, unsure of what to make of my unexpected submission. Luke shook his head with a sexy smirk on his face and I smiled back, enjoying his hand massaging my clit. This wee bastard seemed to have the moves; he was taking me pleasantly by surprise.

‘No, what was the scores, Da?’ he asked, giving me another wink as he started aggressively unbuttoning my jeans and throwing them to the ground while my body was still pressed hard against the door, throbbing for him to touch me. His dad began recalling every score in the bastard premiership as Luke placed two fingers in his mouth then started ramming them deep inside me. My body squirmed, and I could hear my fanny squelch with excitement.What the fuck were they teaching the kids at sex ed these days?

Luke was visibly more aroused as his fingers went deeper and faster. I could feel myself building up for an orgasm as the sheer sense of exhilaration was all too much. He ignored the rest of the football highlights, opened his room door, pushed me on to his single bed and stripped off his jeans. I finally saw his dick in the flesh, and it was every bit as solid as it had been in all his messages. He bit his lip as he proudly pushed his foreskin back and forth, staring at my fanny lips hungrily.

‘You want me to fuck you good, ya wee fucking cow?’ he grunted, still pulling back his foreskin now more aggressively. I nodded back and then felt him pounce on top of me. With one slippery thrust, he was inside, drilling away like a jackhammer.

My jeans were falling from my ankles, and I felt alive as the idea of getting caught by his family was oddly thrilling. I was screeching, and the headboard was banging loudly off the wall as his pelvis was thrusting as vigorous as Tom Jones. My fanny felt throbbing from the ruthless beating and I felt myself cum all over him with one deafening orgasm.

‘Shhh! Keep the fucking noise down, eh,’ he hissed from above me.

I looked up at his cute little face, which was now red and sweaty with anger. He was no longer warm or attentive towards me, he was rough and furious, which was strangely arousing. I began to think that perhaps Luke’s thuggish rule-breaking days weren’t behind him after all.

Still, I couldn’t help myself – the thought of shagging a felon was driving me crazy inside and once again my breathing was getting heavy as his dick thrashed in and out of me, and I could feel another orgasm on its way.

‘Ahhh fucking hell!’ I yelled. As soon as I let it out, I felt conscious I’d pissed off my little toy boy with my noise level, but he quickly joined me, releasing his own angry load, shouting and banging the side of his wall in enjoyment.

‘Fuck. Yes. You wee fucking skank yeh.’

He eventually stopped moving. Looked down at me and began laughing.

‘Well, well, did you enjoy tha—’

We were interrupted by a thunderous knock at the door, and I immediately hurdled out of bed in search of my jeans.

‘Gonnae keep the noise down, son. That’s not what I want to hear when I’m catching up withThe Chase.’

I shut my eyes in utter humiliation, wishing the ground would swallow me as quickly as my vulva digested his son.

‘Right, Da, sorry! Fuck’s sake,’ Luke tutted back, then began cackling.

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