No Boundaries

“But we’re in an alley. Won’t someone see us?”

He gave me a cocky smile. “That’s the point.” He quickly opened the door and walked outside. I sat there, momentarily in shock. What the hell was I doing? He looked at me expectantly through the windshield and the trance he had over me called me to him. I reached down and unbuckled my seat belt and opened the door. I looked both ways down the alleyway and noticed that it was pretty secluded. We were the only car parked there. I stood up, adjusted my skirt, which had been hiked up a bit, and walked to the front of the car. As soon as I reached him, his lips crashed into mine for a brief moment.

“Lay down on the hood,” he commanded. All I could do was nod as I leaned back down on the hood. I felt the cold metal beneath me and I shuddered a little. Luka grabbed my legs and pulled my body a bit closer to his, spreading my legs with his hands. He leaned down and kissed my inner thighs as his fingertips ran up my legs and pushed up underneath my skirt. My skin bristled at his touch.

His lips reached my thong and I could feel his hot breath on my sex, and my whole body shuddered. Using his teeth, he pulled my thong aside and held it in place with his left hand. As he gently flicked his tongue across my clit, I felt the pressure inside my body start to build.

As his tongue moved back and forth, he teased me with his fingers outside of my folds. I arched my back up and closed my eyes. He pushed two fingers inside me and I let out a loud moan, forgetting that we were no longer inside the quiet of his car. It no longer mattered that we could get caught, all that mattered was the amazing way he was making me feel. His tongue flicked faster and his hands moved in rhythm as he brought me close to the edge in ecstasy. Just as I was about to fall into my orgasm, I felt the absence of his lips and his fingers. I quickly opened my eyes and saw him unzipping his pants.

“Tell me how much you want me to fuck you,” he said.

“So badly,” I said. “I need you inside me right now.” He smiled and pulled out his large cock.

“Prove it.”

Surprising myself, I quickly grabbed his hips and guided his cock inside me. I let out a load moan as he pushed in, bracing himself on his hands on the hood of the car. I pushed my hips up to meet his, and I reached my arms up and grabbed on to his strong shoulders.

“Fuck me, Luka.”

He thrust his hips forward, causing the whole car to move. His hips started to move faster and I spread my legs farther, letting him go deeper.

“Oh God, Luka, harder!”

His hips moved faster and faster as my body began to shake, and I felt my orgasm bubble over. Once I was finished, he pulled out and flipped me over.

“Get on your knees,” he commanded.

I quickly moved myself so I was on my hands and knees. I felt his hand snake through my hair and grab hold of it as he pushed himself back inside me. Using his left hand, he pushed my skirt up and guided my hips roughly back on his own. He pulled my head back and started to thrust his hips harder. I felt his cock hit my g-spot perfectly, and the pressure in my body built up again. He continued to pump his hips as he pulled my head back a little farther. His left hand left my hips and he moved it up under my shirt and bra, grabbing on to my nipple. He gently tugged, and I felt my entire body start to shake.

He pushed his hips roughly forward and I felt him release inside me. My body clenched on his and the pressure I was containing burst as I fell into my orgasm with him. It was like nothing I had ever experienced with anyone else.

He pulled my body up to his and whispered in my ear.

“Let’s go upstairs. I’m not finished with you yet.”

6

Luka

“Luka, your phone is ringing again,” she said, looking exasperated. She was just waking up, lying between my arms in my bed. Fuck. It was strange to think of it as my bed, instead of the cold hard bunk in my jail cell. But I was finally back, in my home and with Vienna. It was everything to me. I nestled my face into her dark hair and inhaled the sweet scent of strawberries, which must have been her shampoo. I pulled her body closer to mine and held her tighter. She turned around to face me, holding the phone in my face. “I said your phone is ringing again. Don’t you think you should answer it?”

I rolled my eyes and turned onto my back. “I don't really want to.” I knew who it was: my family. I came back to my apartment and changed after getting out of jail, and I had gone straight to Vienna. I hadn't even called my mom yet to tell her I was out. They were going to be pissed, but that was an issue I just wasn't willing to deal with yet. Not when I had this hot piece of ass in my bed.

“If it's your family, you need to answer them. I'm sure they're just worried about you.”

I raised an eyebrow at her. “You and I both know that my family has never once been worried about me. I can take care of myself.”

She pulled the sheet around her body, covering her breasts. “I know you can take care of yourself, but they are your family. They're always going to want to take care of you. Your mom, especially.”

Okay, so she had a point there.

I heard the phone vibrate again, and this time, she dropped it on my chest and pulled the sheet off the bed, wrapping it around herself and walking toward the bathroom. She threw me a look over her shoulder and let the sheet loosen a bit, exposing that sweet porcelain white skin before closing the door. “Answer it.”

I sighed heavily, but I clicked to accept the call. My father was on the other end of the line. “My boy! How's the outside treating you?”

I sat up, leaning against the headboard of my bed. “Pops, what’s going on? You called me like five times. I didn't think you missed me that much.”

He laughed, but I knew it wasn't sincere. “You were supposed to report directly to the office once you got out. I mean, I assumed you’d go home and change, but to bring a girl back there? Isn’t that a little premature?”