After a long day at the studio I had all but fallen over, completely exhausted, the minute I walked in the door of my apartment, falling into one of the deepest sleeps I could remember.
That was until I felt her body press up against my back, her breasts pushing against me and her needy voice whispering in my ear, "Lukey, wake up. I need you." A smile stretching across my face as she started to nip at my earlobe, I turned over, wrapping an arm around her waist.
"Babe, I was napping." I mumbled underneath my breath, although at the sight of her so desperate for me in nothing more than an over-sized t-shirt and a pair of lacy panties I couldn't care less that she had woken me up.
She only hummed in response, throwing a leg across my body so that she was sitting on my thighs, before beginning to pull down my jeans.
"Someone's eager to get things going." I said, biting my lip to hold in my laugh. But she didn't respond, only continuing on her mission. When she finally freed my length from their constraints, she shimmied out of her panties and sank down onto me, letting out the most amazing sigh.
I was so mesmerized by the way her body moved and the sounds that escaped from her mouth that I kept myself as quiet as possible. I didn't want to miss the way her eyes would flutter shut when I first entered her, the way she pressed her tongue up against the back of her teeth as she moved, or the way her gasps would turn into moans of pleasure when I moved against her.
There was nothing she did that felt wrong, and as my name began to fall from her lips, I was finally forced to break my gaze from her as the pleasure overtook me. I could feel the way her muscles were tightening around me, and knew how close she was by the way her thighs were squeezing against my hips.
She squeezed around me hard, one last time, before everything came crashing down over her, and I could feel myself following close after her, "Fuck, Y/N, you're so perfect and I-"
The sound of my phone buzzing woke me from my dream. I cursed under my breath, when I realized I had a hard on under the covers. Ever since that night at the club a few weeks ago I couldn't get Y/N off of my mind, and now she was taking over my subconscious thoughts as well.
I rolled out of bed, ignoring whoever had made me miss the end to my dream, and headed straight for the shower, desperately needing to take care of my, uh, rather hard problem.
Hopping in the shower, I turned it up until it was a scorching temperature and just stood there for a few minutes, allowing the water to pound against my back and run over my body, releasing some of the stress from the day.
But as the droplets of water ran down my skin, I started to think of the way it would look like on her. The way the water would run over her smooth skin, dipping in to the crevices of every curve on her body. Gripping the base of my penis I closed my eyes, only to be bombarded with images of her in the shower, running her hands all over her body, working up a lather before washing herself off only to come towards me with the bar of soap.
Starting off with my chest, I could almost feel the way her small hands would run up and down my body, spanning across my broad shoulders before turning me around and working it down my back. Letting out a moan, I imagined the way she would get up on her tippy toes to whisper in my ear, "Does that feel good Lukey?" before circling her arms around me and gripping on to me from behind.
Flicking my wrist with a little more force, I had to place my hand against the wall just to keep myself standing, with the image of her on her knees trapped between me and the wall replaying in my head I couldn't help myself as I moaned out her name.
Suddenly a rush of cold air hit me, then the voice I had been dying to hear for weeks, "Need some help in-?"
The plan had been to get in and out of Luke's apartment as quick as possible with the stuff of his you had offered to return for Casey, but curiosity had gotten the best of you when you were able to push open the front door. "Luke?" You called out, closing the door behind you and heading down the hall when he didn't reply.
Having been here before you weren't all that interested in snooping around, except for his bedroom. The last and only time you had been in it you were too focused on teaching him a lesson to look around. As you got closer you realized that the reason Luke hadn't been answering was because he was in the shower.
Sliding in to his room, trying to be as quiet as possible you set down the stuff on his bed, took a quick glance around and headed to make your escape without being noticed. But just as you got to the door, you thought you heard your name coming from the bathroom.
Backtracking, and pressing your ear to the crack in the open door you listened to see if you had really heard Luke moaning your name. Just seconds later you heard it again, and this time you were positive it was Luke in there. A smirk came across your face, pushing the door all the way open you pulled back the shower curtain, "Need some help in-" but your words got caught in your throat at the sight before you.
Luke was leaning against the shower wall, with one hand propping himself up the other wrapped around his blushing cock. His hair was flattened to his face, and a few shades darker than normal. Trailing your eyes over his body, you could feel yourself beginning to get wet.
Catching your eye, you could see the way his eyes had darkened with lust, and without saying a word he pulled you into the shower, clothes and everything, mashing his lips against yours.
With your clothes completely soaked, they gripped tightly to your body as Luke peeled them off of you, only breaking away from your lips to pull the shirt over your head. As soon as you were completely naked, Luke pressed you up against the wall grinding himself into you hard. "I haven't stopped thinking about you in weeks." Luke moaned, biting down on your bottom lip before pulling back, making you moan out.
Running your hands through his wet hair, you pulled on it ever so slightly making Luke hitch one of your legs around his hip before grabbing on to the other one until you were only being held up by your grip on his waist and the way he had his body pressing you against the wall.
Letting out a whimper as Luke latched on to your neck, sucking hard enough that there would definitely be a deep purple mark there in the morning, you wanted him to be inside of you. "Luke, please, I need you to fuck me right now."
Pulling away from where he had been sucking on your collarbone, he glanced up at you, before using a hand to guide himself into you. The most guttural sound ripped from his throat as he finally sunk all the way into you. "Shit, it's even better than I imagined."
Attaching his lips to yours once again, he pulled out of you before thrusting back in causing your teeth to bump against one another. Luke kept a steady pace, but you needed it faster and harder. Arching your back and thrusting your hips forward, Luke soon got the picture, picking up his speed.
You could feel the pleasure seeping all around your body, making you cry out and scrape your nails across Luke's back, your vision beginning to go blurry. Unable to hold you up any longer, Luke set one of your legs down on the ground while the other he kept wrapped around his hip, creating a whole new angle that had you seeing stars.
The tip of him was brushing against a spot deep inside of you, and with each thrust your legs got a little shakier and you clenched just a little bit harder. "Mmm, Luke that feels so good, don't stop doing that." You panted out, your warm breath mixing with his as he tried desperately not to pass out from how good you felt wrapped around him.
"Y/N, I'm close." He mumbled, placing his arms on either side of your head, essentially caging you in. The way his stomach was clenching and the strained look on his face let you know he had been holding off for quite some time.
"It's okay Luke, cum for me." You said, biting down on his shoulder. His hips stuttered, and as you felt the thick streams of cum inside of you, you reached down to apply some pressure to your clit, setting off your own orgasm.
Pressing your cheek against his shoulder you clung on to him as your body trembled, toes curling and legs shaking, as he did his best to continue thrusting through both of your highs, the mixture of your juices running down your things.
As you slowly came down, you buried your face into Luke's neck taking in the mixture of sweat and his natural scent that was much sweeter than you expected. Luke placed an affectionate kiss atop of your head, before flipping you around so you were the one underneath the spray.
Taking his time, Luke languidly cleaned you up the both of you silent, but never looking away from one another, almost as if you were entranced by one another. Once Luke had finished cleaning you up, and then cleaning himself up, he turned off the shower and wrapped you in a huge, white towel before grabbing one for himself to wrap around his waist.
When the two of you were dressed, Luke walked you to the door and as he awkwardly stood there struggling to find an appropriate way to say goodbye, you placed your hands on either side of his face and pulled his lips against yours.
The kiss was short and sweet, but as you pulled away whispering a goodbye against his lips, your hands sliding down his face as you walked out the door, Luke was left wondering how one girl could leave him wanting so much more.
