Chapter Fourteen

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The front door slams open and Luke stands in the doorway, balancing four books and pizza in his hands. I had just finished showering and putting up the rest of my boxes. Paperwork and books were scattered across the bar where I sat. "Please tell me that is," I start but Luke interrupts me. "Double cheese, pineapple and pepperoni. Do I know know my girlfriend or do I know my girlfriend," he answers as he walks to the bar sets the pizza down and gives me a quick kiss on the lips. "Thank goodness, I'm starving." I get up from my seat and head to the cabinets, taking out plates and wine glasses while Luke gets the wine from the fridge. We both sit down and take a slice. "So, how was your first week? Glad it's over?" I began telling Luke about Amber, the fifteen year old girl who is pregnant. Halfway through me telling the story, my eyes tear up. "It's just that I wish I could have been there for Brianna the same way. She hasn't spoken to me in years. I wonder how she's doing. If she's still with that total ass hole, Chris or if her and Micheal final got serious. I wish she'd talk to me." Luke grabs me up on his arms, and presses his lips to my forehead. It's moments like these when I remember why I stayed here, and the amount of love I truly have for him. "I know princess, you miss her and I wish I could help you. If I could I'd force her to come here and talk to you," he murmers. His hands roam up and down my thighs, running them them up my waist. He grips them and pulls me into his lap. My legs wrap around his waist and I lean up, pressing my lips to his. A moan escapes my throat which fuels him even more. His lips leave mine and travel to my throat where he bites down on the skin between my neck and collar bone. I tangle my hands in his hair pulling gently. "I missed you so much today," he says breathlessly, his hand trailing down my spine sending shivers through my body. "I miss being able to feel your perfect skin." His fingers digging into my back for emphasis. "I miss hearing you sigh my name," he whispers into my ear. He slides his hand under the front of my shirt, cupping my breast and giving a soft squeeze, causing a gasp to escape my lips. His fingers toy with my nipple through the rough lace of my bra. "I miss seeing the way your eyes roll back the second I thrust into you." Oh gosh. His fingers continue rolling my swollen nipple between his fingers, pinching every so often making me moan in frustration. The heat between my thighs grows stronger with every touch. "Please," I beg him. "Please what, Maci? Tell me what you want," he says against my neck. "Please, please fuck me," I whimper. He chuckles and grabs me up, carrying me to the bed in one swift motion. My panties are torn off and thrown across the floor and within seconds his hands are wrapped around my hips, pulling my dripping core to his mouth. He trails his lips across my labia, teasing me for a couple moments before thrusting his tongue inside. Oh my fucking gosh. His teeth bite down gently on my clit, causing a eave of pleasure to coarse through my body and my led to quiver. Pulling gently with his teeth, he slides a finger slowly in to the knuckle and my body begins aching for more. With gentle movements, my body begins reacting. He raises his head up and looks at me, putting his thumb on my clit and presses down moving in hard circular motions. He kisses up my body and presses his lips to mine. "Cum for me Maci," he pleads to me and I do. My body shakes with pleasure and I grip the bed sheets, screaming at the sensation. I don't even notice that his fingers have stopped and he slams into me, forcing me into another orgasm right as the next one leaves. His hand tangles into my hair, pulling my head back roughly and his lips find my neck, biting and sucking. I grip onto his back, digging my nails hard into his skin, forcing a growl from deep in his throat. "Fuck, you're going to make me cum already. Say my name baby. Please," he groans. I lean up, pressing my lips to his ear. "Cum for me Luke. Cum in me, baby," I moan. His hands grip my waist and pull me into him once more and he realeses, digging in to my skin with his nails and screaming out my name and it's honestly the most beautiful sound I've heard in my life.

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