Almost immediately, Luke started to kiss back.

We touched, danced, and kissed.

Then I had decided we needed to go somewhere private. And fast.

We stumbled to the car, still kissing and touching. He opened my door, and stepped into his side.

We both just sat there for a moment staring out of the car. The only sound was or heavy breathing.

And like a flash, we were back at it.

Touching kissing, with a sort of hunger dangling in the air.

We were thirsty. And addicted.

And we pulled away.

My hand traveled down to his thigh as he started the ignition.

He tensed and glanced at me.

I smirked. But I didn't try to hide it.

He clenched the steering wheel and we drove in silence.

As we pulled into the driveway, I slowy, agonizingly, dragged my hand down his thigh and stepped out of the car as we parked.

I tried walking with a slight, innocent sway, to the door.

I was teasing and he knew it.

He growled, or groaned? and opened the door with shaky hands. As we enter, he slams it shut with me following, against it.

He groped me, grabbed at me, as I clung on to him, & squeezed him. We kissed and grinded.

It wasn't long until he started to pull, or more like rip, my clothes off.

By the time we made it up the stairs, we were practically naked.

"You know how long I've been wanting to do this?"

"Maybe as long as me?" I say breathlessly.

He chuckles and proceeds to kiss every inch of my body.

It's agonizingly slow how long it takes for him to get to my hot wet core. He ravishes me with his tounges as he fücks me with his fingers.

I moan, tug on his hair, bite my own lip till it bleeds, and I can't take it as I I shatter into millions of pieces beneath him.

And in that moment, I knew.

There's no going back now.

He makes his way back up to my face while leaving trails of little butterfly like kisses on my skin.

"All I've wanted to do, all this time, was be with you. Do this with you, be here, with you. Love you." He kisses me.

"I will not fück you. Not tonight. I'm gonna make love to you, in more ways than one."

I can't help but feel so, helpless. In his arms. With what he tells me. It makes me feel weak, and.... relieved?

I sink down the bed, and start to pull his boxers down, until, his hand stops me from doing so.

"No, tonight I just want you"

He picks me up and lays me down gently. He grabs a condom in the nightstand.

"Tonight, I'm pleasing you"