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Anything You Ask For - Luke Hemmings

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Fuck. You were thinking about him again. Thinking about his wet, merciless tongue. Thinking about his rough, calloused fingers. Thinking about that hard, sharp jaw line. Thinking about his long, thick cock. Thinking about the rasp in his voice when he groaned your name. Thinking about that metal ring caught between your teeth as you coaxed him into getting rough with you. Thinking about his palm coming down on your bare ass as you arched into his hard, deep thrusts...

"Hello?" Luke asked, his eyes searching yours. He held a wad of take out menus in his extended hand. "What do you want to eat tonight?"
You blinked rapidly, trying to cleanse your mind. "What?" You squeaked, knuckles turning white as you clenched your fists at your sides.
His blue eyes danced with amusement. "What's got you so flustered?"
You gulped, mouth suddenly unbearably dry. You wanted to tell him, you honestly did, but how could you tell him, a week ago, you had caught him skinny dipping, and the sight of his naked, lean body had turned you into a panting mess? So instead you said, "I think I'm getting sick," and gave a forced cough for emphasis.
He bit back a smile and offered a pretty pout. "Poor baby," he cooed, dragging you into a hug, coating you in his scent and warmth.
Your body went rigid as his arms tugged you to his taught chest, and then it betrayed you, melting into him as your hands snaked around his narrow waist. "I'll be fine," you managed, voice quivering feebly.
His chest vibrated against your cheek as he hummed, his fingers stroking through your hair. "Do you want me to run you a bath? Lots of bubbles?"
Your face flushed as you shook your head furiously. You grew conscious of your limbs, conscious of your heart beat, conscious of your breathing. He was making you nervous, making your body hum with sexual energy, making your nipples harden with need, making your core flutter, craving his length.
He frowned, trying to make sense of your strange mood. "You seem very..." He trailed off, arms tightening around you. "Far away."
You were far away, far away in the land of clichés where you banged your best friend. You had spent the past week moaning Luke's name as your fingers stroked your clit, crossing a line that offered no return. "Maybe I should have that bath."
He drew you closer, wounded by your blatant dismissal, and nodded. "Anything for you."
You watched as he made his way to his bedroom, disappearing into what you knew to be the vast bathroom.
It was time to make your play. You were vibrating with a foreign confidence, confidence that was laced with a savage hunger. Were you going to make your move? You could keep it safe, wait for him to figure it out himself. But you weren't pathetic enough to be caught holding a candle for anyone, not even Luke. But you also weren't brave enough to make the first move.
So you opted for seduction.

"The bath is-" his words cut off as he caught sight of you. Eyes wide, jaw slack, his tongue slowly slid across his parted lips. "Jesus," he murmured.
You feigned ignorance, dropping your shirt on his bed. You knew you looked fucking great; you had waxed every inch of your body in preparation, and worn the most subtly sexy lingerie you owned. "Is it ready?" You asked innocently, stretching to tie your hair in a bun, having practised the move so your breasts arched out enticingly.
His gulp looked strained. "Lots of bubbles," he managed, eyes dancing up your bare legs. He inhaled sharply, gaze caught on the tiny triangle that covered your core.
"Luke?"
His eyes snapped up, his gaze wide, having been caught. "Hmm?"
You offered him your kindest smile, trying not to let your cockiness show. "Towel?"
He nodded his head, his feet fumbling as he made his way out into the hall. He risked a glance back at you, and you pretended not to notice.
Once he was out of sight you quickly stripped and darted for the large tub, sinking into the too-hot water and assuming the most luxurious, sexy position you could muster.
He appeared, naked, bare feet and long legs visible, a set of towels clutched in both hands, covering his crotch. The deep ridges of his V line were visible, followed by the rippling outline of his stomach and chest.
"What are you doing to me?" He asked, his eyes dark with lust.
Your eyes trailed up his body. He was naked. You had not anticipated him getting naked, not once. How stupid, how insecure, had you been to assume that Luke would stay flustered, and flounder about, not wanting you? Had you forgotten what a confident man he was, how transparent you were to him? "I'm enjoying the bath you drew for me." You words were impassive, but your tone was husky, raw with need, and it gave away your desire.
You stared at each other, shamelessly lustful. Slowly, his eyes burning into yours, he placed the towels on the edge of the bath, his rigid length falling heavily between you both.
Your breath hitched at the sight of him, thick and hard. Your body tensed readily, anticipation churning in your depths. You felt your heat grow slick, your clit already needy. Your breasts felt unbearably heavy, too sensitive, and you wanted nothing more than to press them against his hard, toned chest, and feel your nipples graze against his golden skin.
"Would you mind if I joined you?" He asked, his voice dark with promise.
Your knees, protruding out of the mass of bubbles, parted in a way of invitation.
His mouth turned thin at the sight, and slowly he climbed in. His back settled against the opposite curve, his longer legs stretching under yours until his feet were placed on the sides of your bare ass. "Comfy?" He asked, his arms stretching out over the rim of the tub.
You adjusted your legs, careful to not disturb the clouds of white that hid your body from view. "Very."
You could see his fingers flexing, betraying his calm demeanour. His jaw was set, teeth no doubt clenched together as he weighed his options and tried to make sense of your ambush. His eyes were boring into yours, challenging you, daring you to act first.
You leaned forward, feeling the hot water slosh lazily around your breasts as they poked out of the water, still coated in soapy bubbles. Delicately, you dragged your fingers across the surface of the bubbles and scooped a handful into your palm. You let your eyes flicker up to Luke's, and offered him a playful smile, before you blew the bubbles his way.
They dispersed, landing all over Luke's wide-eyed face.
"Gotcha," you winked.
He lunged at you, water lapping at the edges until it spilt over, his hands dragging up and down your bare, soapy sides.
You giggled, both triumphantly and because his skilled hands were in fact tickling you. "Please, Luke!" You laughed, squirming. Your body dipped lower, water creeping up your neck and dampening your hair.
He tugged you up, grip relentless, and leaned down to huskily whisper in your ear, "I was hoping you'd be saying that under different circumstances."
Your grip on his shoulders tightened, and the only thing that separated your bare chests were your forearms.
The water was suddenly still and bubble free; completely transparent. And when you glanced down, there was his cock, hard as steel, placed right between your parted thighs.
"Luke," you gasped, fingers digging deeper into his skin.
"Mmm?" He hummed along your flesh, lips skimming your neck. His hands slipped down your sides, stopping at the curve of your hips.
You managed a groan, arching your neck, needing more. Your breasts were untouched, his body just too far away. Your voice shook as you repeated his words; "What are you doing to me?"
His groan rubbed across your senses, his hot breath fanning against you, mingling with the heat that continued to rise from the water. "Anything you ask for."
Your head lulled back against the bath, drowning in the satin texture of his lips along your collar, skirting above your breasts. "Fuck," you moaned, dragging your hands up his neck, threading them through his damp hair. You yanked his head back and met his dark eyes.
He licked his lips greedily, readily.
Your mouth parted in anticipation, and you pulled him closer, eager to finally feel his mouth on yours.
He paused, lips barely grazing yours, breath fanning against you. "Ask," he whispered, dragging his upper lip along the corner of your mouth.
A barely audible whimper fell from you, and he bared his teeth savagely, sucking in a hiss.
"Please," you panted, "kiss me."
He moaned as his mouth met yours, and you mirrored his eagerness, melting into his movements.
His lips parted yours, drawing in your tiny gasps and moans, and his tongue dragged along yours playfully and licked along your bottom lip, offering a dark promise.
"Luke," you moaned. You felt dizzy, drowning in the heat and sensuality of him.
"Tell me what you want, Baby," he groaned, catching your lip between his teeth. He gave it a gentle nip before slipping down your neck, sliding against your skin with heated kisses and bites.
"Fuck," you panted, "touch me." Your hips swivelled uselessly, searching for friction.
His eyes met yours as he pulled away. Shamelessly, he cupped your core, his large hand covering you completely. "Here?"
Even in the warm water his hand felt scorchingly hot, setting your nerves on fire. "Yes," you begged, thrusting into his touch. "Please, Luke, please."
He smirked at the sight of you; face flushed, nipples hardened, hair wild and dampened, and all inhibition lost. "You want my fingers?"
You nodded your head, your eyes growing hooded as lust clouded your thoughts.
"In your pretty pussy?"
You bit your lip at his crude words, loving the rough bite to his tone.
"You want my fingers to fuck your pussy?"
You nodded your head, trying to hold still against his unmoving touch.
His palm began to rock against you, adding the tiniest bit of pressure onto your clit. "Say it," he growled, his eyes dancing between your gaze and your parted lips.
You whimpered, drawn into his blue orbs, needing his touch. "Please, I need your fingers to fuck my– ah!" You threw your head back as he thrust two fingers into you. "Fuck," you moaned, clenching around him. "Fuck."
He groaned, glancing down at the sight of his fingers buried in your heat. He placed his mouth next to your ear and whispered, "I can't wait for that to be my cock."
Your gasp was shrill as his fingers began to pump into you, curling repeatedly, coercing savage moans out of your trembling body. "Oh, fuck, Luke," you moaned. "Fuck, baby, right there." You bit down on your lip, your sex beginning to quiver in warning. His fingers felt so good, stroking in and out of you, rubbing against your raw nerves, filling you, stretching you. "I'm gonna-"
His hand pulled away from you.
You gasped, grabbing at the edge of the bath, trying to catch your breath. "Luke?" You panted, your eyes wide, your body aching, having been deprived of your climax.
He stood, sloshing more water onto the tiled floor. He held a hand out to you, his face hard and unreadable. "Come," he growled.
Your eyes swept down his body, landing on his thick, hard erection. "Are you going to fuck me?" You asked huskily. The water had grown cool, and your body was dotted in goosebumps, and you knew it was time for you to get out, but you still wanted to have some form of the upper hand.
He flashed his teeth in a savage, self-satisfied smile. "When I'm done with you, maybe."
You took his hand, suppressing a shiver, and let him lead you to his bed.
"Lie down." He tossed your clothing onto the floor, making room for you.
You crawled up the bed, dripping onto the heavy sheets, and made to lay on your back.
"No," he breathed. "Just like that."
You gulped, readjusting your body. You were perched on your forearms, ass in the air, knees bent; completely at his mercy.
"You have a beautiful ass," he murmured, circling you like a shark in water. "Do you like being spanked?"
You bit your lip and brought your hands together, arching your back, sinking into a pose of total submission. "Yes," you breathed.
He bit his lip, still pacing behind you. His steps were slow and indulgent as he drank in your curved back and rounded ass. "You like being owned?"
You moaned at the thought of it alone, remembering the deep thrusts of his fingers. "God, yes," you all but sobbed.
He stopped behind you and climbed onto the bed. His fingers found a puddle of water that had pooled between your shoulder blades, having run down from your wet hair. He dragged the cool liquid down your heated back, going over each ridge of your spine. "You don't get to come for Daddy..." His voice trailed off as his fingers began to gently stroke the plump globe of your ass.
SMACK.
Your gasp echoed through the room.
"Until Daddy says so. Understand?"
You sobbed into the duvet, your sex clenching readily, greedy for more. "Yes, Daddy."
You could hear his grin as he spoke, "Good girl."
His fingers dipped into you, shallow and slow, making you moan and roll your hips. "That's it, Baby girl, let Daddy hear how good it feels."
"Fuck, Daddy," you moaned, throwing your head back.
"Tell me."
"God, please fuck me, Daddy."
"With what, Kitten?" He withdrew his fingers.
You whimpered as he placed a wet kiss on the back of your thigh. "Anything."
His teeth nipped at you in warning. "Tell me," he repeated. His tongue flicked out, warm and gentle, to caress your wounded skin.
"God, fuck, Daddy, please lick me," you begged, hands clasped above your head as you fought to not turn around and drag his body to yours.
"Mmmh..." He hummed, letting his breath dance against your wet lips. "You want me to lick you over here?" He asked before dragging his tongue through your folds.
You shrieked, so greedy for his touch.
"Or over here?" He licked your clit roughly, forcing a harsh groan out of you. "Mmm, there." He began to lick mercilessly, sucking your sensitive flesh past his plump lips before dragging his teeth against it roughly, and then soothing it with his eager tongue.
Your thighs trembled as your body began to heat, and your orgasm began to build. "Daddy, I need to come," you whimpered, fighting back the ebbing euphoria.
His mouth was gone, and quickly replaced with his fingers. "No," he barked, landing a harsh spank. He thrust two fingers into your heat and scissored them, stretching your walls without offering enough friction.
"Fuck!" You shouted into the mattress, tears brimming your eyes as the frustration of being denied two orgasms overwhelmed you.
"Kitten," he purred, his fingers still at work. "You taste so fucking good."
You whimpered, trying not to buck into his touch. "Please, Luke," you begged.
He must have known you were too far gone, as he didn't reprimand you for your lapse in submission. Instead, he pressed a kiss to your shoulder and whispered into your ear, "Anything for you."
You moaned carnally as his length slipped into you, stretching you beyond your limits. You could feel him, twitching readily, on the cusp of spilling himself into you. Your body rippled at the thought of being filled with him.
He moaned, leaning forward so his back was pressed against yours. "You feel so fucking good, Baby girl."
You whimpered, pressing into him, loving how full he made you feel. "Please, Daddy, Luke," you groaned, rolling your hips. "Please let me come."
He pulled out slowly, leaving only his tip against your quivering entrance, and rocked himself forward, moving harshly until he was buried in you to his root.
You shook with the force of his movements, pleasure rolling through you.
"Like that, Kitten?"
"God, yes," you groaned, your eyes shutting as your climax began to build.
His hand came down on you again, reddening your already flushed ass. "You look so sexy, wrapped around my cock." His strokes grew harsher, pushing you closer to the edge. "I need to see you come."
He flipped you over and parted your legs, ignoring your wide eyes and gaping mouth. "Look at me when you come," he ordered before thrusting back into you. He gripped your wrists above your head and held your gaze, his eyes unwavering as they drank you in.
You fought to hold his gaze as his pace increased and your sex began to clench unbearably. "I'm too sensitive," you managed to gasp. You squirmed under his unrelenting pleasure, feeling overwhelmed, the bliss almost painful. "I'm gonna-" you gasped, bucking into his rough thrusts.
"Come," he ordered through clenched teeth, and when your body began to spasm around his hard cock he quickly withdrew himself, his eyes still trained to yours.
You gasped as you felt the first jet of fluid shoot from your trembling sex.
He groaned deeply at the sight of you squirting onto him and brought his hand down to thrust his fingers into your core, coercing more pleasure out of you.
You shrieked as your body bucked into him and you began to come undone again, squirting all over his relentless fingers. "Fuck!" You screamed, both your eyes flickering between each others' faces and his fingers thrusting into your sex.
He pulled his hand away from you and grabbed your hips, pulling you forward onto his length. He began to thrust furiously, grunting out a word with every jut of his hips; "That was so fucking hot."
You moaned hoarsely, your body both exhausted and still turned on. You reached down and began to play with your nipples, tweaking them as you felt Luke swell inside of you.
"Fuck, yes, Kitten," he growled, his eyes drinking up your writhing body and skilled fingers, his own digging into your sides. "Touch yourself for me. Come one more time." His hand slipped down to your clit and began to rub coaxingly.
You gasped as your sex spasmed in warning.
"Can you come, one more time for Daddy?"
You came undone at his words, calling his name over and over as your core milked him, greedy for his cum.
"Fuck," he swore before pumping himself into you. His chest shuddered with each breath and his face screwed together beautifully, with a savage elegance. His eyes stayed on yours as he gritted his teeth, coating your walls with his seed. "Mine," he grunted before collapsing onto you and rolling over, dragging your trembling body to his chest. "Mine," he repeated.

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