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Luke works me through my orgasm, whispering more words of praise against my skin, bringing me back down from wherever I was just thrown into. I blink my eyes open, and Luke’s eyes are on me, a look of triumph on his face.

It’s cute that he thinks he’s the one in charge.

Chapter 28

Luke

I must have died and gone to heaven because having Annie naked and flushed in my bed is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I bring my fingers to my lips, finally being able to taste Annie like I want to and now knowing I’ll never have enough. I didn’t get even close to enough of her that one night in the kitchen, and I plan on getting my fill tonight.

She turns to look at me, my body pressed up against her side while she’s on her back, and her eyes are heavy-lidded. She gives me a smirk, matching the one on my face. “You going to clean up the mess you made, bartender?”

And I didn’t think I could get any harder than when I watched her taste herself on my fingers before sinking them back into her pussy.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” But we both know full well that I would die a happy man if it’s by her hands.

“That’s what I’ve been telling you for years. You just never listen,” she says, as I work my way down her body.

I whisper against her sensitive skin, “Just can’t get enough of me.” Her hips roll, trying to get me where she needs me.

“I can just grab my toy if you’re going to keep talking,” she taunts, pushing herself up onto her elbows.

“You think your little toy can do a better job than me?” My lips press kisses to her inner thighs, getting her all worked up all over again.

“Since you want to sit and talk, I don’t think I’ll ever find out,” she answers, but the last word comes out as a moan because my lips are on her pussy before she can finish the sentence.

I like Annie’s fight, her fire, her sass, but I think I might like her more when she’s writhing underneath me, unable to form a single thought. She arches into my mouth as I grip the inside of her thighs tight enough to leave bruises, and I’m seconds away from blowing my load with every little noise she makes.

I circle her clit with my tongue, needing her to come on my face just like she did on my fingers before she comes all over my cock.

“Fuck,” she breathes, and I love feeling her eyes on me. I bask in her attention, making her take everything I have to give her. Licking, sucking, nipping at the sensitive flesh, and watching how she reacts to it.

I pride myself on how well I know Annie, but I haven’t been able to get to know her like this—and that changes tonight.

I push two fingers inside of her and her lips rock with every thrust. I feel her getting close, tightening around my fingers, so I don’t stop until she’s coming apart all over again with my name on her lips.

Her brown waves cascade against my light blue comforter, her soft skin littered with my marks, and I might have to chain her to this bed after tonight.

As I kick off my jeans, I kiss my way up her body until I find her lips, letting her taste herself on me as I move my mouth against hers.

“I could watch you come all night, Annie girl,” I tell her, feeling her fingernails drag softly on my back, looking into her big brown eyes, “but if I don’t get inside you in the next ten seconds, I’m not going to make it.” I grab her by the hips, flipping us, so she’s on top, my boxer briefs being the only thing between us. “There’s condoms in the nightstand. Whatever you want, consider it done. Please, just fuck me,” I plead, and I’m not even embarrassed about it. This girl has complete control over me, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“So pretty when you beg,” she coos. “I’m cleared and on the pill,” she says, reaching between us to help me out of my boxer briefs, my cock finally out and begging for attention.

“I’m cleared too, tested at the beginning of the summer.” Her hands are wrapped around my cock, lightly stroking up and down, so the words come out as a cry for mercy.

“Well, you have been very patient tonight,” she purrs, and she looks so much better with me underneath her.

“Please. I’ll be so good for you.”

She pushes up on her knees, angling my cock just below her pussy. All it would take is for me to use my grip on her hip to slam her down, but I don’t.

I wait for her.

“Promise?” she asks, a smirk on her swollen, cherry lips.

“Promise,” I grit through my teeth, both of us knowing full well that anything she wants from me is already hers, no need for promises.

Her teeth sink into her bottom lip as she bottoms out on my cock, and I now know for a fact that I’ve died and gone to heaven. I groan at the sensation of being inside her, and it takes everything in me not to pound up into her.

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