Page 40 of Broken Lovers


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“I can’t get enough of touching you, Cassie.”

He clasps my hips, pulling me closer.

“Your skin is so soft.”

His hands moving up to cup my breasts.

“And your tits are fucking awesome.”

He bends his head to suck a pebbled nipple into his warm wet mouth, while his hand tweaks the other hard nub. The combination floods the scrap of black lace between my legs.

It’s a little rough, and I like it a lot.

I may orgasm simply from his touch on my tits.

While he continues to suck first one nipple then the next, his hands are frantically searching out new pleasures. He tugs down my lace thong, nearly ripping the delicate fabric. Spreading my thighs when my pussy is bare to his touch.

I want this man inside me so much, and Luke seems willing to oblige. Kissing and licking down my body.

Teasing me to fever pitch till he is on his knees in front of me. He lifts my right leg over his shoulder, so I am totally exposed to him.

Exposed to his focused gaze. Exposed to his full lips. Exposed to his skilled touch.

I’m shaking with desire. I want him to bury his face in my pussy. Right now. I grab his head, my fingers clutching his hair, bringing him to me. He resists the pull for a second, licking his lips in anticipation of the coming feast.

“Luke please, I need you now,” I desperately beg him. He alone has the power to relieve this ache.

Finally, he allows me to move him to me. Slowly, he licks along my dripping wet folds. Grinding his mouth down onto my clit. Sparks flash behind my eyelids. I’m so turned on I can hardly withstand the onslaught of his mouth.

Moans escape my lips uncontrollably as I continue to plead with him for more.

Chasing my orgasm.

Luke slips two fingers inside me. Curling them so they hit my G-spot. He sucks down hard on my clit.

And I explode. Colored lights flash behind my closed lids, my grip on his hair tightens, expletives burst out of my mouth.

Luke releases his fingers from my tensed body. Lapping at the juices coating my thighs as I tremble under his ministrations.

Rising from his knees, Luke holds my gaze as he sucks his fingers. God, that is hot.

“I need to be inside you, now,” he growls.

I whimper a barely audible, “Yes, please.”

Within seconds he has retrieved a condom from his wallet, unbuckled the belt of his trousers, unzipped his trousers, and sheathed his long hard cock.

Lifting my leg again, he plunges his cock in fully. The friction as he pushes against my inner walls has me begging for more. He pumps into me hard and fast, pushing my back to the door.

Desperation clearly etched in his face.

I wrap my arms around his neck. Anchoring myself to him. He raises my other leg, holding me under my butt as I clasp him to me with my legs wrapped tight around his waist.

Each of his thrusts up, bounce me on his cock. Fuck, this is amazing. He is so deep inside me. My fierce need for him is insatiable.

Anchoring me against the door, Luke brings his hand around to rub his finger roughly across my clit. I can’t believe I am so close to another orgasm. More thrusting of his cock. More rubbing of my clit.

“Come on, baby, I can’t hold on. I’m coming,” he growls, and his arm muscles tense with his release.