I don’t know if it was the removal of the covers from around me or Luke’s muffled “damn” that woke me, but when I opened my eyes he was standing beside the bed looking down at me. I was on my stomach, my head turned towards him with my arms under my pillow. My left leg was bent and my right straight, causing my legs to be gaped open. The slinky nightie that I wore had ridden up my back, giving Luke a full view of my ass and the scrap of panties that barely covered it.
“You went to bed.” This was not a question, but a realization that I had done exactly what he asked. I nodded my head at him, afraid to speak or even move. I don’t know what I was afraid of. Saying the wrong thing? The last thing I wanted was for him to deprive me of his huge cock that bulged from his tight, boxer briefs.
“Sit up, Dallas,” he said to me, his voice feral and full of need. I rose to my knees, rubbing my eyes trying to wake myself up. “You are so beautiful. Especially like this; sleepy and obedient, yet stubborn and defiant. You knew when you put that on that I couldn’t resist you.”
I looked over at him. I knew my eyes were full of need and my body most definitely was. My nipples had hardened from just looking at him and I could feel the dampness between my thighs. Luke moved behind me in the bed, placed one hand on my hip then gently pushed me between my shoulder blades, urging me down with the other. My face was turned sideways on the pillow, once again, but my ass was in the air and at his mercy. I could feel the excitement building inside of me, mixed with a little nervousness and anxiety.
“You have the most beautiful ass, baby,” Luke said as he leaned down over me, pressing his lips to the small of my back and sliding his hands under my panties and over the cheeks of my ass. He moved his hands, taking my panties with him and pulled them down my legs, kissing the backs of my thighs as he went. My body was shuddering with excitement and the feel of his lips on my tender skin. His hands ran up my legs; over my calves and thighs to my ass, then up my back until they fisted in my hair. I could feel his long, hard length pressed up against me and I pushed back, anxious for him to be inside me.
“You want this, baby?” He was back to the endearments and it thrilled me.
“Yes,” I breathed, trying to sit up so I could put my hands on him. I needed to feel him. I wanted to runs my hands over his muscles and put my lips all over his body. The need was so intense that I actually whimpered. Luke kept a firm hold on my hair, not letting me move.
“Oh, no baby. You are going to lay there and take everything I give you.” His voice was like silk, sliding over me. “Stay where you are and don’t move. I love looking at you in this position.”
It was almost embarrassing to me, my ass in the air baring it all for him to see, but Luke had a way of making me feel sexy and wanted and the thought of him enjoying looking at me like this was so overwhelming, that I shivered with excitement. Luke’s hands left my hair and he trailed one finger down my spine to that forbidden place that made me tense, the minute he touched it. He trailed further down, sinking two fingers into my wetness.
“Fuck, baby. You are so wet.”
I couldn’t see his face, but I was sure he was wearing that dark look I loved so much, with his lips slightly parted. He moved his fingers back up, spreading the dampness from between my legs. I tensed as he put pressure there and he immediately stopped.
“Relax, babe. I ain’t gonna hurt you. I told you, you would thank me for this.” I stilled completely at his words. Oh, no. No way was that huge cock of his getting anywhere near my ass.
“No, Luke. I-I can’t,” I stuttered, trying to sit up. Luke placed his hand between my shoulder blades to keep me down.
“Hush, Dallas. Trust me,” He said soothingly. Of course I trusted him, but it didn’t make it any easier. He positioned himself against the center of me that was now throbbing for attention. He entered me in one swift motion and the air was taken from my lungs.
“Ah!” I said loudly. Shit, that was deep.
“Shut up.”
At Luke’s words, I felt myself tighten around him and my body heated. I loved it when he talked to me like that, but two could play at that game. If I couldn’t talk, the muscles in my soaking wet core that he was buried in, most definitely would. I heard him suck air between his teeth as he pulled out slowly, then slammed into me again. It was too much and not enough. He was killing me, yet I never felt more alive than when he was in me. Luke began to fuck me slowly, placing his hands on my ass and spreading me open. It felt so good as he pounded into me over and over, talking to me in that silky, bedroom voice of his. I felt the familiar rush of ecstasy as began to fuck me harder, pushing me over the edge, but never slowing, even after my body seemed to sink further into the mattress. Luke’s fingers once again found the spot he so desired, and without hesitation, slipped his finger through the tight barrier, while still milking my orgasm from me by sliding his thickness in and out of my drenched pussy.