Lastly (L.T.)

Chapter 62

I don't have a plan yet of exactly how long this book will be but I don't really feel like stopping or wrapping it up anytime soon so I'm just gonna keep going with my storyline and let it play itself out. Basically I'll be doing between 10-20 more chapters and just kinda let it ride itself out.

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The belt was taunt around my wrists, keeping them firmly together so it was clear he obviously knew what he was doing.

I wondered how many times he had done this before, neither of us had any steady partners before each other and other than a bit of choking he hadn't expressed much interest in kinks or trying different things so I had just assumed he wasn't into it.

Now that he had expressed an interest, I already wanted to know what else he would be open to.

I had never had the chance to really explore and try new things in regards to sex because I didn't have anyone I trusted to do it with. But now that I had Louis, maybe we would get to do some new things. The idea of which sounded great to me.

My attention was snapped out of my daydreaming by  Louis slipping his hands down to the waistband of my leggings, pulling them down along with my underwear.

He maneuvered the material off each of my legs one at a time, lifting my leg from the kneeling position I was in.

As soon as he had done that, I could feel the bed shifting behind me while he kicked off his own pants and soon I felt his blunt tip teasing my entrance before he pulled back again in little motions over and over.

He was driving me crazy, drawing it out to see how much he could make me beg for him.

I could feel my abs clenching while my hands fisted the sheets with how badly I needed him.

After a few more turns of his teasing, a pathetic whine escaped my throat.

Instead of pushing his hips forward or saying anything like I expected him to, he just chuckled darkly.

Most of my past one nighters and hookups had just been there to reach the finish line, nothing more, but Louis always got his kicks out of teasing me and dragging things out as much as possible.

I needed him so badly though, so I caved, giving I'm to what he wanted, "please Lou."

He just laughed again, he sounded cocky but I could hear the strain in his voice that gave away that this was affecting him as much as it was me.

"Please what?"

I whined again. Why did he have to make this so goddamn difficult?

"Please, fuck me baby."

He released a heavy moan at his words, letting out his breath like he had been holding it in to keep his composure.

He finally positioned himself at my entrance, pushing his hips forward slowly so just his tip was sunk into me before he stopped again.

He really was pushing it tonight.

"Louis, I swear!"

This time he really did laugh, but it morphed into a groan when he pushed all the way in, his sharp hips against my ass.

My muscles stretched around him with no resistance and I could already feel him against all the right spots, applying pressure that I knew would only grow the minute he started to move.

We both took a moment to breathe, getting used to the feeling of one another.

"You feel so fucking good," he panted into the air and even though I couldn't see his face, I knew that it was screwed up in pleasure.