I break our kiss and plant my lips on his ear. I suck on the lobe, pressing my tongue flat against it. Then I move to his neck, scraping my teeth against his skin. He tastes damn good, some mix of sweat and Luke and the soap in my shower. God, he must taste that good everywhere.
He shudders as I unbutton his shirt and press my lips against his chest. He's so hard, everywhere. He feels so damn good.
I don't waste any time. I wrap my hand around his base and brush my lips against his tip. He shakes again, a moan escaping his lips.
He's mine, completely powerless to resist me.
I take him into my mouth and suck on his tip. Damn, it's been too long since I've been here. His skin tastes better than I imagined, and I love the feel of his firm cock against my tongue.
I slide my tongue around him, exploring every inch of it like it's the first time. His hands flee to my hair. He tugs gently as I lick him up and down.
I tighten my lips around his cock, sucking harder and harder. He shakes, his hands tugging hard at my hair. "God damn it, Alyssa," he groans. His voice is so deep and needy. Because of me. I'm making him feel this. I'm making his face contort and his body shake.
His hands are on my shoulders, then on the straps of my dress. He pushes it out of the way, freeing my breasts. He cups them, rubbing his thumbs across my nipples.
My sex pangs with need. Damn, he would feel good inside of me.
But he feels damn good in my mouth. I suck hard, stroking him as I take him deeper. He brings his hands between my legs and pulls my panties to my knees. He runs his hand against my clit, stroking me. Fuck. Waves of pleasure spread through me, pressure building in my sex.
I slide my tongue over his tip. He groans, louder than before, and slides two fingers inside me.
Jesus fucking Christ. I almost drop. I have his cock in my mouth, his fingers in my sex. He's filling me everywhere, and he's going to make me come with him.
I have to make him come, to feel him pulsing in my mouth.
So I suck, harder and harder, until he's groaning and shaking, until he's fucking me with his fingers. My sex clenching, tensing with this unbearable pressure.
Fuck. I keep my lips tight around him, my tongue against him. He thrusts into my mouth, deeper and deeper. "Damn, Alyssa," he groans, and he plunges his fingers inside me, deeper and deeper.
I grip him tightly, pump him up and down as he thrusts. He's at the edge, almost there. He thrusts into me again, and I suck as hard as I can, keep him as deep as I can. He groans, his cock pulsing as he comes in my mouth.
I wait until he's finished, until I've caught all of him, and I swallow hard. He pushes me flat on my belly, spreading my legs apart, and he slides his fingers inside of me. Again and again, harder and harder.
The pressure builds and builds, my whole body filling with pleasure. It's so much, almost too much. I'm sure I can't take it anymore. But he keeps going, and it keeps building. I groan, digging my nails into his thighs as an orgasm rips through me.
Luke pulls his hand back, helps me fix my dress and get back into my seat. He kisses me, deeply, possessively. "I'm going to get you back for that," he says. His lips are back on mine before I can reply.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Luke
The first night back home without Alyssa is awful. It's dull and achy and sharp all at on
ce. The house feels so empty without her. The bed is so cold and drab without her in it. I give up on sleep and spend my night on the couch with my collection of Law and Order DVDs. But it only hurts worse seeing New York flash over the screen, wondering how she'd react if she were here.
I'm busy all week, unable to offer much more than "Good luck tonight" or "I miss you." When I'm finally released from my mountain of work--well into Saturday evening--I call her.
"Hey you," she answers. It's loud behind her, like she's still at the theater.
"How was your show?"
"I killed it. No big deal."
She's confident for once. I'm glad. She'll never take my word for it that's she incredible.
"You have time to talk?" I ask.
"Ellen invited me out, but I'd rather talk to you."