She stroked him hard from base to tip and back again. He bit down on her abused nipple. A moan escaped her and Luke released her breast. Her nipple was rosy, red, and puckered. It strained towards his breath like a flower following the sun. He moved his mouth to her other peak and began the assault over.
His tongue began to lap, hardening her nipple instantly. Luke closed his mouth over her and sucked deeply. Feeding. She had never been touched like this before. Never felt so craved.
Harper felt the deep ache between her thighs build. She stroked him again, more violently this time. Moving the head of his shaft so it was nestled between her thighs. It was too much, but she couldn’t stop. The blunt heat between her legs and the pulls from his mouth were building an orgasm for her that she feared. It was going to tear her apart in his arms.
“Lucas! I can’t stop.” It was a whisper and a plea. His arm tightened around her waist and he tugged her nipple with his teeth. The second he started to suck again, she was dimly aware of a streak of lightning through the window and she shattered over the edge. She pumped forcefully on his cock, riding it against her center as she came and came and came.
He groaned against her breast, still feeding until the pulsing between her legs slowed. Harper felt a tear escape. Devastated. Desperate. There was too much power in this storm. She couldn’t survive this.
Luke broke from her breast and returned to her mouth. His hands grasped her hips and he lifted her off the counter. Harper wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for dear life as his tongue drove into her mouth in swift thrusts. His hands squeezed her butt, pulling her against his cock, creating a wet friction that had them sighing against each other.
He was huge and throbbing and all Harper wanted was to be filled by him. Her heart was pounding out of her chest and she fought for air even as she dove into his kiss. She felt herself being lowered and knew they weren’t going to make it to the bed. The cold travertine tiles would do.
She opened her thighs wide for him. Luke pulled back from her mouth and knelt between her legs. He untied one side of the bikini bottom, letting his thick penis bob against the lips of her sex. She brought her knees higher. Bared to him.
Those hazel eyes were staring into her and she saw him trying to regain control.
When he made no move, she laid a hand over his heart. “Please, Luke.”
His chest heaved once under her touch and his jaw tightened. He gripped her knees, yanked her to him. He drove into her with force just short of violence. Harper cried out, in pain, in wonder. She was full. Finally full.
Luke grunted and squeezed his eyes shut. He pulled out and slammed back into her. She felt his heavy sack slap against her. Again and again he drove into her. The tile seams bit into her back. She felt the throbbing stretch every time he sheathed himself in her. But she didn’t care. She wanted more. Every thrust, every inch.
He drove into her again with barely controlled violence. “Am I hurting you?” He ground out the words through gritted teeth. Concern warring with want.
She knew what he needed. “Yes. I want more.”
His eyes darkened. “I’m not going to be able to stop if I let go.”
“Let go.” She gave him a greedy little squeeze as she said it. His eyes instantly glazed over and she knew she won.
He slammed into her over and over again, the speed quickening to a frantic pace. Harper felt her breasts tremble with every thrust. He was propelled by need and she was with him for the ride. The pace was so furious she could only take what he gave her. Could only cling and ride.
Another orgasm was racing up inside her. “Lucas!” she shouted his name. He dove forward onto her, pressing her into the floor with his weight and continued to hammer into her. He grunted with each fierce thrust.
It hit her like lightning. Her entire body electrified as the orgasm exploded around his thick shaft. He drove into her, pacing each wave with a violent rhythm. Harper buried her face against his bare shoulder. She couldn’t even scream as the brutal sensations destroyed her.
He grunted again, a primal sound. She felt the first, hot surge of his semen let loose deep inside her. The last waves of her orgasm choked his shaft on the next thrust. He stayed deep inside, thrusting to the hilt as he came over and over again inside her. It was her name on his lips.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
They eventually made it upstairs. Luke carried her over his shoulder up the stairs, but sleep was not on either’s mind. By the time he had dumped her on the crisp sheets, he was already hard again.
What spell did she have him under? It was breaking the laws of biology that he should want her this fiercely this soon. She was still filled with the proof of the orgasm that had hollowed him out, body and soul, and all he wanted to do was fill her again. And again.