forbidden-lrh

50- Competition Day

Mornings are the absolute worst. Especially for Evelyn.

When the alarm rang that morning, she couldn't help but wish that she could just sleep forever and forever.

It didn't help that Luke was warm, comforting, and trapping her against him.

The birds chirped outside the hotel room, the sun peaking through the white curtains as Evelyn slowly shifted in his grip. His bare chest was warm against her cheek.

She slowly trailed her fingers up and down his chest, his torso rising softly with his breath.

"Luke," she hummed, sitting up out of his grasp. He didn't move. His hand fell from her back down to her waist as her hair softly fell down with the gravity.

"Lukeee," Evelyn tried again.

His voice croaked, his eyes still shut, "Baby."

She poked his chest repeatedly, trying to make him get up. When it didn't work, she got a better idea.

Shifting herself over his body, Evelyn leaned down over his neck and slowly kissed the skin. Luke hummed softly, leaning his head back as she began to lower her lips down his chest.

It was when her kisses landed below his sweatpants that his body began to react. His breathing quickened, ever so slightly.

"Eve," his voice was raspy from the sleep, "Baby what are you doing?"

Evelyn didn't answer, untying his sweatpants and pulling them down slowly.

With the palm of her hand, she slowly hovered over his quickly hardening crotch. When she added more pressure, Luke's eyes snapped open with his hand thrown back.

"Oh fuck," he groaned lowly, almost coming from the back of his throat as his hand reaching down to brush the hair from her face.

Her heart dropped at those words, tightening in her chest as she almost forgot how to breathe.

In that view, she looked pretty damn good to him. Her eyes wide, her lips parted at the words he spoke.

She slid down his boxers too, Luke lifting his hips to help her as she tentatively stuck her tongue out to lick down the base of his shaft.

He hissed; her pace was light, her fingers barely making contact with his skin. She trailed them back up to his stomach as her lips finally reached his tip.

Goosebumps rose in its place as her fingers lifted up his chest. Evelyn slowly parted her lips around the red tip, slowly sinking down around him as he let out a shaky breath.

"Best way to wake up," He let out a breathless chuckle, "Ever."

She tried not to laugh, taking him completely in her mouth. He sighed loudly, his fingers tightening against her hair as he urged himself not to jerk his hips forward.

He brought his hand over her cheek, brushing his thumb against it as she looked up at him.

When she looked up at him, his whole body shuddered. Luke tossed his head back and let out a choked groan, his chest rising up and down much harshly.

"Baby," He swallowed, his eyes pinching shut as she began to pick up her speed.

When he hit the back of her throat, he subconsciously jerked his hips forward. She resisted the urge to gag, continuing repeatedly.

His stomach tightened, curses beginning to leave his mouth as he tried to stop himself from pushing her head down.

Finally, a wave of pleasure tightened in his stomach, his neck strained as he shakily breathed, "Eve. Baby I'm going to-"