I groaned when I heard the frantic knocking at the door at, 'shit' I looked at the alarm clock that read 12:09. I sat up and ran a hand through my hair immediately knowing who it was.

Its pathetic desperation on both our parts, hers because she always comes back for more and mine because I cant say no to her.

I wonder how and when she got this power over me…she's just so fucking perfect. Long chocolate locks cascading down her back, beautiful greenish hazel eyes with gold specs, lean frame, perfect breasts – not too big and not too small, the perfect size for my hands, her intoxicating smell. I have no idea what the fuck she pits on that makes her good enough to eat, pun intended. She smells like strawberries and coconut and all that shit put together.

I love her. I fucking love her. I love to fuck her. I fuck to love her, Its all the same. I know she loves me, but I also know that scares the shit out of her; loving me that is, she told me herself. But she knows that she cant resist me; that's why she always brings her ass back here every night.

The frantic knocking has turned into full on pounding and I know shes getting restless and tired of waiting. She has never been patient, in all the years I've known her.

I know for a fucking fact im going to enjoy fucking her brains out, but I also know its going to hurt when she leaves. Her absence brings so much pain and emptiness.

But, there is a gorgeous vixen outside my door wanting me to fuck her into oblivion. Im a man. I mean, what sane guy would say no to that? When Brooke Davis wants you, there is not much you can actually do about it.

So I get up and go to open the door…

She is wearing these tight ass jeans and some frilly little top, but when I look at her, she looks so broken and all I want to do is fix her.

I open my mouth to say something, but she immediately silences me by putting her finger to my mouth and whispering a quiet, "don't."

I nod and open the door completely , stepping aside to let her in. She quietly obliges and walks in while I look out into the night.

"Lucas" Her raspy voice is like liquid sex, it turns me on so much.

I close my eyes and shut the door, and lean against it when I feel her wrap her arms around my torso.

"I want you" Is all she says. She always gets everything she wants.

And she knows it. So her hands slide down my abdomen to lift my shirt up, but I stop her.

I turn around and look at her. She is so beautiful, it hurts. She knows the power she has over me and I wish I could control her. I wish every time she left me I had the power to stop her.

I practically rip her shirt off her body with no hesitation and nearly choke on my own tongue. She is wearing this red lacy bra that pushes her tits up so they're practically spilling out.

That's it. All willpower is gone. I want to fuck her, I want to mark her, I want to make her mine so bad. I have never wanted to claim something so badly in my life.

My lips find her neck and I start to stuck, everywhere and I know I am leaving marks behind. She lets out a cute little yelp when I bite her neck and start sucking to sooth it again. She doesn't stop me because she knows that she is mine. Nobody can make her feel what I make her feel. My lips leave her skin and I am satisfied when I see all the I marks I left behind.

I look up at her before I drop down on my knees.

Her hands roam through my hair and I know she needs me to continue. That's all I want, for her to need me.

She already has her heels off and is barefoot, so I unbutton her jeans and with my teeth, I unzip the zipper and pull them off her body.

Her legs are fantastic although she is pretty short, roughly 5'4".

I remember how fucking upset she got when I called her short. She scowled at me and I immediately apologized. She nodded and said, 'im not short, im fun sized,' and she is right. She is the perfect size for me. Her short lean frame fits perfect with mine even though I tower over her at 5'9".

I kiss her calf, then her ankle, then her knee, then surely I am placing soft kisses along her inner thigh. She moans and I am on cloud 9 and its like an out of body experience and I cant see past my need to please her. So look up at her face and see she is staring at me, waiting for me…

I hook two fingers around her panties and pull down, and pull them down her legs and throw them somewhere in the room.

I forget about everything else but the need to please her.

I slide one finger into her moist heat. She moaned and it just spurred me on even more, so I slipped another finger into her.

My mouth found her clit and I felt her jerk forward a little bit as I sucked on her bud.

"More."

I smirked. Well, you asked for it baby girl.

I began to furiously pump my fingers in an out of her while I fucked her with my mouth. There was no way in hell I was going to go slow. I was going to fuck her hard and make her cum so hard she wouldn't remember how own name. The only name she would remember would be mine.

I felt her body shaking, feeling the tremors and looked up. Her eyes were shut tight and she was biting her lip so hard, I'm surprised it didn't start bleeding. I knew what she was doing. She was trying to stay in control by suppressing her orgasm. Fuck that. She was not going to win.

I pulled my fingers out of her and she groaned in frustration. I sucked all the juice off and closed my eyes. She tasted so fucking good.

I picked her up and laid her down on the bed and got back to work. I kissed her stomach and dipped my tongue into her navel . I knew it was driving her crazy.

I kissed lower and this time I moaned when I reached her folds. I dipped my tongue deep into her and felt her walls clench. My tongue found her swollen clit, and I sucked o it. Hard.

Then I licked down her slit and flicked my tongue. She cursed and grabbed my hair. She was close, I could feel it, so I returned to her clit and sucked with so much force and intensity. She cried out and came in my mouth.

That was so hot.

One more lick, then two, then another and pretty soon I found my pants off and I was reaching for a condom from the night stand.

Instead of entering her slowly and gently as I planned, I slammed into her with so much force, she mut've felt it tock to her toes.

She whimpered and I looked down at her. I wish I could snap a picture with my eyes and revisit it, because at that moment she was a snapshot of perfection.

"Look at me" I commanded. Her eyes fluttered open and swear I almost came when I saw her eyes all dark and cloudy, filled with lust.

"Fuck me Lucas." She breathed out. Oh god. I thrust into her again.

And she let out a 'more' and I gave it to her, a 'faster' and I did it faster, 'harder' then pretty soon I was thrusting into her faster, harder, and more powerful than ever. I felt her walks clench and she released around me, but I kept going.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" She chanted like a mantra. And I did. I kept fucking her until she had come 3 times. She was looking at me as if I had 3 heads or some shit, and I figured it was probably because I hadn't released yet. But then I must've struck gold somewhere inside her. She started whimpering and moaning but I didn't stop until she wa screaming my name.

"Oh my go—" but she didn't finish and all her inhibitions were lost as her mouth opened wide and she arched her back and there was a single tear rolling down her cheek.

I don't know if it was watching her have the most intense orgasm of her life or her walls clenching around me so tight it felt like I was being milked, but I felt myself coming inside her, and it was without a doubt the most intense feeling in the world as. I collapsed on top of her, my sweaty body touching hers.

I felt myself deflating inside her, so I pulled my 'limp dick' out and rolled over, beside her.

She was still whimpering and when her breathing finally returned back to normal, she smiled sheepishly at me.

"That was…" She trailed off and tried to find the perfect word…"intense" she said finally.

I felt like I had accomplished something, like cured cancer or something, because this was the first time she actually talked to me after sex.

"Tell me you didn't love that" I said finally.

She shook her head, "I love what you do to me."

So she was being honest tonight…

"Tell me you don't want me."

"I want you" she said.

She never listened to me. I gulped.

"Tell me you don't love me."

I turned so we were face-to-face, on our sides.

"I don't love you" she said.

Bullshit.

"Liar" I whispered.

She blinked. Once. Twice. And then closed her eyes.

I sighed and pulled her body to me, so that we melded together, and pulled the sheets up to cover ourselves, and pretty soon, I was out cold as well.

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