AFFLICTION- LRH

Feels Like A Sin.

Lukes POV:

"Now, it's time for me to have my fun."

The way the words slither across my lips as if they were sin cause an immediate roll of goosebumps to race across Maeves beautiful skin. The hair along her arms stuck up almost instantly, and the bobbing in her throat was more than enough to indicate this is what she wanted.

She wanted me, just as badly as I wanted her.

And that, was all I needed to know.

Pulling her into my lips, I feel the warmth of her tongue immediately glide across my mouth. When my lips part for a breath, her teeth are immediately clashing into my bottom lip, pulling down harshly as we stagger backwards toward the bed.

She was eager.

She was breathless.

She was not getting it this easy.

Pulling back from her now swollen lips, I stare in admiration as her chest heaves. Her eyes crooked as her brow raises and she stares at me, "What?" She asks, "Are you okay?"

I couldn't help but laugh at her wariness for me, "Of course I am, darling." I smile, beginning to pace around the edge of the bed, "I am totally fine. You however, won't be."

This has her head cocking to the side now, "What do you mean?"

"Take off your clothes." I demand, stopping in my tracts at the foot of the bed before her, "Slowly, and do not take off your bra or panties. Just the romper."

Confused, she sits up straighter against the bed, pulling down at the spaghetti strapped sleeve as she lets it fall down her smooth arms, doing the exact same on the other side, before shimmying down the romper, tossing it to the floor.

My eyes don't leave her once.

"What now?" She asks, her eyes glowing with anticipation for what was to come.

I tsk, "You are so eager for me, darling."

Her eyes roll hard, "I wouldn't say that-"

"No?" I interrupt, leaning down onto my knees as the carpeted floor cushions my knee caps below me, "We will just see about that, won't we?"

Before she could say another word, my hands reach for the under part of her thighs, pulling her body down against the bed as her feet now hang off the side, her bright red panties lining directly in front of my face.

"Luke.." she heaves, twisting her body so she could get a little more comfortable I presume, "What are you-"

"Maeve," I feel the word grumble out of my chest, almost as it has been lusting inside me for decades, "I have been....aching, for you. Desperate and hungry for just a small taste of your skin against my lips," I lean down and nip at the skin of her inner thigh, earning a sharp gasp from her lips, "and something inside me is telling me you have been feeling the same."

Her bright doe eyes widened by my honest words, which causes a smirk to run through my lips.

"Am I right, darling?" I ask, my fingers gliding across her inner thigh as they make their way to her red underwear in front of me, "Are you aching for me too?"

"Yes," she says almost a little too quickly, her head nodding right along with her words, "yes, Luke."

I loved the way she said my name.

It was like a lustful, sexual, arousing sin across her saint lips.

But even my little angel deserves some hell tonight.