“Nope, that is one thing that will never change. I love my Corona,” I smile. “Do you still like the Meat Lover’s pizza with extra Italian sausage?” I ask.
“Absolutely, baby. Do you?”
“I do, and I can’t wait to have it. I haven’t eaten here since we came for your father’s birthday. Do you remember that night?” Luke looks at me like he can’t believe I would bring it up.
“Of course I recall that night, Shayne. It was one of the best nights of my life. We had dinner with my parents, then went back to my house, stole wine, and went to the beach. We got caught by the police skinny dipping in the lake. Then, as soon as the cops left, you threw up all over my car.”
“Yeah, you never let me forget about that either.”
“How could I? My whole car smelled like puke for a week.”
“It wasn’t a week. If I remember correctly, we used the back seat the next night and it–” I stop myself from going any further. I know my face is turning twenty shades of red.
Luke places his fingers under my chin so I can look him in the eye and says, “Hey, it was single handedly one of the best nights of my life, baby. You don’t ever need to feel embarrassed about anything around me, tesoro. I loved every minute of it.”
Our pizza arrives. The waiter serves each of us a piece and asks if we would like another drink. We both say yes and as I take my first bite, I can’t help but let out a little moan of pure delight as I taste it. I devour the whole thing in minutes.
While eating, we both talk about our jobs and I tell Luke I have been living in Texas. He tells me he passed the State Bar a year ago and has been working here with his father and brother since then. He tells me that when they left here, they moved to California and that is where both he and his brother finished school. I tell him about my schooling and we continue to make small talk, trying to catch up on everything. I almost slip up a few times and start to tell him something about Lucy, but quickly catch myself and continue on with my story.
The waiter comes back a few times and finally Luke tells him we would like our check. He pays for our dinner and we decide to go back to my house for a drink. Luke, ever the gentlemen, opens my door again and helps me in. We drive back to my house in complete silence as we both listen to more songs on the CD. We pull into the drive and get out of the Range Rover. As we get to the front door and I am looking through my purse for the keys, Luke pushes me up against it with my back to his front. He places his right hand up against the door while taking his left hand and running it up the slit in my skirt.
“Shayne, those moans you were making at the table tonight when you were eating your pizza have had my cock so hard all night. All I can think about is how fucking bad I want to be the one to make you moan like that. I want to have my cock buried so deep inside of you, you’ll still feel me there days later. But for now, baby, it is all about you. Spread those long, sexy legs for me.”
I am so turned on right now, my mind is absolutely oblivious to anything except for his hand moving slowly up my leg and reaching the outside of my silk panties. He starts to run his fingers over my clit, his strokes measured slowly to drive me crazy. Unexpectedly, he lightly pinches it and I let out a small moan. I hear him take a deep breath as he takes his face away from my ear and rubs his nose into my hair. He takes his hand and rips my panties right from my body. Bringing them up to his nose, he inhales deeply. “Your scent is so addictive, baby. I have never stopped craving you.”
I don’t even know if I’m standing or sitting right now, all I know is I need him to touch me so badly. I can feel my muscles clench with each word, like a zing of lightning straight to my clit. The hum of his voice in my ears has goosebumps rising on my skin. I feel so hypersensitive, like I could come without him touching me at all. He shoves my panties into his pocket, grabs a handful of my hair, and pulls my head back just a little. Using his other hand, he presses it to the outside of my smooth mound and inches toward my opening. Slowly, he begins to run his fingers up and down before placing his thumb on my clit and gently rubbing in a slow circular motion. Suddenly, one of his fingers slips into me swiftly and I can’t help the yelp that escapes my mouth.
I lay my head on his shoulder and he releases his hold on my hair, moving his hand to my ass. He squeezes roughly, digging his fingers into the soft flesh as his finger starts to pick up the pace, pumping in and out of me.
I can feel my orgasm building and my muscles clench around his fingers in delicious anticipation. Luke takes his hand off my ass and slowly glides it up my body. His pace increases slightly as he palms my breast, rolling my nipple through the thin fabric of my shirt. I whimper, and he moves over to the other. My hips begin to rock against his fingers, needing more. I moan louder, my belly constricting in anticipation. Tingles shoot through my body, and Luke brings his thumb up to my mouth, tracing my lips before shoving it into my mouth.