Hey guys, long time...
Here's chapter 22, hope it was worth the wait and you enjoy :)
I also wanted to say thank you to everyone who has kept reading this story despite my terrible updating. It really means a lot to me :)
"We need to stop."
"Do we?" Did we? He kissed down my neck. I moaned from the pleasure his lips were bringing me. Luke began to walk back, guiding me with him. When I got to the edge of the bed, he laid me down on it. Could I do this? Could I go through with this and flip?
"Luke."
"Yea?" This time he stopped, and looked up at me. His eyes holding love.
" I love you" I did.
"But you're not ready." He didn't say it in an annoyed way, he just said the truth.
"I'm ready to give myself to you, all of me; but I'm not ready to flip. I want you, all of you. Please know that. It is so hard to not give into what I want so bad, but I'm not ready to flip. And I know, I KNOW, that I'm a lot older than I should be when Wolven usually flip, but I'm still not ready. I just-" Luke cut me off by kissing me.
"I know, you're not ready. I know you want to make love to me-" I loved how he said make love, because that is exactly what it would be. "- I can tell. But I also know you're not ready to flip and I'll wait until you are." When he said things like this, it made me want even more to give him what we both truly wanted.
"Thank you. God, I love you." I attacked him, and he chuckled.
"Baby, you have to stop. I'm still in a towel." I looked down and he was holding it, to keep it up. I stepped back and smiled. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out boxers and a pair of sweat pants; no shirt. Not only did he leave not get a shirt, he dropped his towel, showing his ass. And what a wonderful ass it was. I groaned, hating him at this moment. He laughed quietly, but I heard him. It got worse when he turned around, his sweat pants hanging low on his hips, showing off the V that I loved so much. I yelled out in frustration and fell back onto the bed.
"I hate you" I voiced my thoughts.
"That's not true, you love me." He was now hovering over me.
"I thought you said you understood" I gave him a trivial look.
"I do." He smiled, leaning down, kissing my neck.
"Then why are you torturing me?" I was on the brink of having a psychotic break. My body yearned for him, it ached for him.
"I'm not. I can't show love to the woman I love?" His hands crept up my shirt, bringing it with them. His kisses hitting me in the spot right behind my ear, the spot that made my knees weak and my heart pound in my chest.
"Luke!" I screamed out in pleasure and frustration. My shirt came off along with my bra, and his assault on my breast started. While my attention was focused on the pleasure his mouth was giving me, he got me out of my bottoms and underwear; I was now naked. I did not get how this always happened. How one second I would be clothed, then all of a sudden I was naked. His mouth descended.
"Oh God!" I moaned out when his lips sucked my clit.
"God's not here, only me baby." I could feel his smile against me. I moaned out again, not able to say anything back. Luke was truly skilled and when he pumped two fingers in me, I was lost in a sea of euphoria. He came back up to my lips, kissing me; and I could taste myself on him.
"You're trying to kill me" I said, when I was finally able to speak. He just laughed and shook his head.
"I love you." He gathered me in his arms and we fell asleep.
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Black, that's all I saw was black.
Crunch… Crunch… That's what I heard.
"Who's out there?" I yelled, and I was getting the same feeling I had all those years ago when I was visiting my mother.
Crunch… Crunch…
What do I do? Do I run? I turned around to run and stopped at the sight of something I didn't understand.
Soooooo... Whatcha think?