I closed the door behind me and locked it. I watched as she swayed her sweet ass towards the bed,
"Come on Luke show me how you shake those hips" she smiled. That was all the invitation I needed.
"You want it slow or rough" I said as I pulled my shirt over my head
"Boy, I want it as rough as you can handle" she smirked as she lay butt ass naked on my bed.
"Well I Hope you don't plan on sleeping much tonight or sitting down tomorrow, because I want you to remember how good this was" I said dropping my boxers freeing my hardened cock.
"Well the rumors are true"
"I guess so. Do I need to wrap it up or are you good"
"Oh honey I'm good as for protection I have every form, now come on I need you inside me."Warning ⚠️ Mature Themes Katy's PoV
Luke stands very close as he takes out a tie. Pulling me to my feet he walks me over to the bathroom door. "You want rough Well you gonna get rough" he said. I'm staring at his chest. His proximity is heavenly. He smells of body wash that cologne that has been driving we wild all season, an inebriating mix, and that drags me Back into the now. He took one of my hands and fastened the tie to a frame next to the door and he did the same with my other one. I was standing like Jesus on the cross. "Spread your legs and keep them spread" he growled
He steps back and gazes at me, his expression hooded, salacious, carnal, and I am helpless, my hands tied, but just looking at his lovely face, reading his need and longing for me, I can feel the dampness between my legs. He walks slowly towards me.
"You look mighty fine trussed up like this, Miss Perry And your smart mouth, quiet for now. I like that."
Uncoiling from the floor, rising lazily, like a jungle cat, he points the end of a whip at my navel, where the fuck did he get that, leisurely circling it tantalizing me. At the touch of the leather, I quiver and gasp. He walks round the other side of me trailing the crop around the middle of my body. On his second circuit, he suddenly flicks the crop, and it hits me underneath my behind... against my sex. I cry out in surprise as all my nerve endings stand to attention. I pull against the restraints. The shock runs through me, and it's the sweetest strangest, hedonistic feeling.
"Quiet," he whispers as he walks around me again, the crop slightly higher around the middle of my body. This time when he flicks it against me in the same place, I'm anticipating it... oh my. My body convulses at the sweet, stinging bite.
As he makes his way around me, he flicks again, this time hitting my nipple, and I throw my head back as my nerve endings sing. He hits the other... a brief, swift, sweet chastisement. My nipples harden and elongate from the assault, and I moan loudly, pulling on the restraints
"Does that feel good?" he breathes.
"Yes."
He hits me again across the buttocks. The crop stings this time.
"Yes what?"
"Yes, Sir," I whimper.
He comes to a stop... but I can no longer see him. My eyes are closed as I try to absorb
the myriad of sensations coursing through my body. Very slowly, he rains small, biting licks of the crop down my belly, heading south. I know where this is leading, and I try and psyche myself up for it – but when he hits my clitoris, I cry out loudly.
"Oh... please!" I groan.
"Quiet," he orders, and he hits me again on my behind.
I did not expect this to be like this... I am lost. Lost in a sea of sensation. And suddenly, he's dragging the crop against my sex, through my pubic hair, down to the entrance of my vagina.
"See how wet you are for this, Darlin'. Open your eyes and your mouth."
I do as I'm told, completely seduced. He pushes the tip of the crop into my mouth. Holy shit.
"See how you taste. Suck. Suck hard, baby."My mouth closes around the crop as my eyes lock on his. I can taste the rich leather and the saltiness of my arousal. His eyes are blazing.
He pulls the tip from my mouth, and he stands forward and grabs me and kisses me hard, his tongue invading my mouth. Wrapping his arms around me, he pulls me against him. His chest crushes mine, and I itch to touch, but I can't, my hands, useless above me.
"Oh, Baby, you taste fine," he breathes. "Shall I make you come?" "Please," I beg.
The crop bites my buttock. Ow!
"Please, what?"
"Please, Sir," I whimper.
He smiles at me, triumphant.
"With this?" He holds the crop up so I can see it.
"Yes, Sir."
"Are you sure?" He looks sternly at me.
"Yes, please, Sir."
"Close your eyes."
I shut the room out, him out... the crop out. He starts small, biting licks of the crop
against my belly once more. Moving down, soft small licks against my clitoris, once, twice, three times, again and again, until finally, that's it – I can take no more – and I come, gloriously, loudly, sagging weakly. His arms curl around me as my legs turn to jelly. I dissolve in his embrace, my head against his chest, and I'm mewling and whimpering as the aftershocks of my orgasm consume me. He lifts me, and suddenly we're moving, my arms still tethered above my head,
"Lift your legs, baby, wrap them round me."
I feel so weak, but I do as he asks as he wraps my legs around his hips and positions himself beneath me. With one thrust, he's inside me, and I cry out again, listening to his muffled moan at my ear. My arms are resting on his shoulders as he thrusts into me. Jeez, it's deep this way. He thrusts again and again, his face at my neck, his harsh breathing at my throat. I feel the build up again. Jeez no... not again... I don't think my body will with- stand another earth-shattering moment. But I have no choice... and with an inevitability that's becoming familiar, I let go and come again, and it's sweet and agonizing and intense. I lose all sense of self. Luke follows, shouting his release through clenched teeth and holding me hard and close as he does.
"Well I bet you don't get to that freaky shit with your wife" I panted as he undid the ties.
"Oh baby I'm just getting started I want you to remember me with every movement tomorrow and no Caroline ain't into this shit but I have fantasised about the moment forever and I know you liked this freaky shit, why else would you have married Russell Brand" he laughed and he lifted me to the bed.
"Someone has googled there workmates" I laughed
"You gotta do your homework. Now I want you on top this time, fuck me as hard as you want baby I want you to command me" he said pulling me on top of him
"You request is my demand" I said as I lowered on to him.
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Cheatin' Idol
FanfictionLuke is on his second season of American Idol and just how close is he to his fellow judge Katy.