Page 21 of Inked Soul

I swear I don’t know where that came from, but I can’t get the thought out of my head. A moment later, a cell phone is pressed into my palm. I unlock it using my fingerprint, grateful it’s mine before struggling to find the fucking camera app. Abigail stares up at me expectantly, lifting her tits higher while she suctions my aching cock.

I snap three pictures hoping to God that one captures the way she looks right now because I’ll fucking cry if it doesn’t. Tossing the device on the couch I reward her with a few more pumps before stepping away. A mewling sound leaves her, and I almost return to give her what she wants. But I want to be buried inside her for the first time.

Lifting her from the floor, I carry her to her bedroom. Which is more effort than you would think with my jeans around my knees. Let me tell you, it’s not sexy at all.

Depositing her in the center of her bed, I kick off my jeans before fishing out my wallet. For a moment I consider not wearing a condom, but I can’t do that to her. We need to talk about shit like that first. But the thought of knocking her up and binding her to me forever doesn’t put me off at all, if anything it makes my cock jerk in her direction.

Tearing into the wrapper, I make sure to sheath my length before crawling onto the bed and quickly divesting her of the yoga pants she is wearing. I can see the arousal clinging to the puffy lips of her cunt and I almost nut right then and there.

“If you want me to stop you need to tell me right now, Abigail,” I say, staring at her face. “This will change everything between us.”

“Luke?” she questions with a frown.

I may fuck this up, but I need to make sure she knows what she is getting into. “I don’t want to be your fuck buddy. We’ve only known each other a couple of days but I want to see where this will go.”

She lifts herself up on her elbows, staring at me. “I thought we were just having fun.”

“Oh, this will be plenty fun,” I say, running two of my fingers along her sopping slit. “But I don’t want to be a booty call. I want a chance.”

She watches me closely, taking in every inch of my expression. “I don’t know if I’ll be any good at being with someone, and I have tons of issues from before, but I’m willing to try.”

A blush suffuses her cheeks as I release a breath I didn’t know I was holding. My friends told me when I fell it would be hard and fast, and I laughed them off. Now I get it. Already this woman has burrowed beneath my skin, and I can’t imagine life without her. I’ll hold off on any declarations until she is a little more confident in what we have, but I already know I am in love with her.

And Tyler.

Leaning forward, I push her thighs wide open, positioning myself at her entrance. Her hips tilt up, seeking me out, and I can’t help but smirk. I’m going to wreck this pussy until she can’t remember another man before me. Pushing into her channel, my eyes roll back in my head. Scorching heat surrounds me in a vicelike grip, drawing me deeper into her until I bottom out.

Her hands grip the bedding beneath her, her head thrashing against the pillows. She is stunning and I can’t hold back any longer. Pulling back, I thrust into her harshly, shaking her breasts before my eyes. A sound I haven’t heard before falls from her lips as her cunt grips me tighter and I repeat the move. It only takes four thrusts to push her over the edge and into her orgasm. The fluttering of her walls sets me off and I follow her into bliss.

Chapter Thirteen

That Was Intense

Abigail

I don’t know how long I lay there but when I do come back to myself, I am wrapped in Luke’s thick arms. He cuddles me from behind, his muscular chest to my back.

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