The Girl

THIRTY: BODY MEETS SOUL

"And I do believe it's true that there are roads left in both of our shoes, but if the silence takes you then I hope it takes me too..."

SONG: BODY MEETS SOUL

ARTIST: DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

Brianna

"Mm," Luke hummed, my hands run over his back. I removed my hands and covered them in lotion again before kneading his back. "I'm more horny than relaxed."

I cringed at his sentence, laughing afterward as he turned around. I struggled to keep myself on his lap, his hands coming to hold my hips and keep me in place. I could feel his boner and I didn't know if I was happy about it or if I was upset because he was leaving in a few minutes to head to the studio.

"Luke,"

"Brianna," He mocked and ran his hands up my body. "Can you please just...?"

"I'm not sucking you off right now," I told him, crossing my arms over my chest and bit down on my bottom lip. "You're leaving in, like, ten minutes."

"I can definitely cum in ten minutes,"

"But then I'll want to cum," I grumbled. "It's not a fair system."

Luke laughed and then brought me onto my back, bringing his mouth against mine. I loved it when he kissed me. It was the best feeling of my life, apart from when we ended up sleeping together. His mouth covered mine perfectly, tongue massaging mine and his hands all over my body before he was removing my sweatpants and throwing them to the side. His mouth started a path down the side of my neck, his teeth grazing the skin.

It astounded me that just a few months ago Luke was a virgin and now he was the one making me scream his name while we were in bed together. He was so good with his hands, even better with his mouth. Everything he did was enough to make me want to fall apart and then allow him to pick me up.

"You don't have to do anything for me," He whispered and kissed the inside of my thighs softly. "I just want to thank and take care of you."

I whimpered and allowed my eyes to flutter closed. He was absolutely sensual, lips leaving wet kisses along my skin as he removed my underwear and held it tightly in his hands. He nipped at my thighs, making me groan softly.

"Luke, you're leaving more hickies on my thighs than you do on my actual boobs," I told him, wincing as he bit me.

It continued to sting where he bit me. I opened my eyes and glared at him, a knowing smirk on his lips as he ran his tongue over his lip ring. My eyebrows scrunched together as he began kissing my throbbing cunt, his tongue running upward and collecting little tastes before he was holding me down. He interlocked his fingers, locking his head between my thighs, and making me unable to move--much less him.

I fisted the sheets, back arching as he moved his tongue inside inside of me--lips joining and sucking on my clit. At one point, he just used the tip of his tongue, flicking it back and forth and I was groaning at the feeling because he was just so good with his tongue.

"Luke, I'm gonna cum, oh my god I'm gonna cum," I let out a high pitched moan, for once glad we were placed at the end of the hall rather than near the staircase where we could hear Michael farting even from downstairs.

My boyfriend dragged his tongue upward and then began sucking on my clit again until I was trembling through my orgasm, pushing my hips further into his mouth. Luke hummed happily, my chest rising and falling quickly before he was putting my underwear back on and aiding my sweatpants where they had once been.