Overheard (Unspoken #2)(16)

He bent to kiss her. “I’m glad. But we’re only getting started.”

Chapter Nine

Gracie lay cuddled in Luke’s arms for a long moment. Finally, he pulled away from her and stood beside the bed. He began shedding his clothing, and Gracie stared with unabashed admiration.His body was beautiful. There was no other way to describe it. Tight, well muscled, the dips and contours were meant for exploring. She couldn’t wait.

As he pulled his jeans off, his semi-erect c**k flashed in her view. She ached to reach out and touch it. She wanted to fondle it and stroke it, watch it spring to life under her attention.

He was built for a woman’s pleasure. There wasn’t a woman alive who wouldn’t want a c**k this size and wouldn’t die of pleasure in the process.

“Do you like what you see?” Luke asked as he stood before her.

She licked her lips. “I want to taste you,” she said.

Luke groaned. “Damn, Gracie, you make me crazy.”

He got back onto the bed and settled over her body. He lowered his mouth to hers, nipping and sucking at her bottom lip. His lips traveled down the line of her jaw to her neck and then around to her chest.

“I’ve been dying to taste your ni**les,” he said hoarsely as he closed his mouth around one.

She arched into him, moaning at the sweet pleasure that streaked from her br**sts to her abdomen.

He caught the ring between his teeth and tugged gently. He swirled his tongue around the stiff peak before capturing it between his teeth and nibbling delicately at it.

She worked her hands into his hair and held tightly to him as he sucked at her ni**les. He feasted on the sensitive buds, licking, sucking, and biting.

Finally he kissed his way to her belly. He ran his tongue around her navel, leaving a wet trail as he moved lower.

He tugged her legs apart as he moved his body down the bed. Her pu**y throbbed in anticipation. He gently parted the slick folds with his fingers then bent his head to lick her clitoris.

Her body jerked in reaction, and she sighed in absolute pleasure. His fingers worked lower, sliding into her opening as he nibbled and licked at the quivering bud.

She closed her eyes and surrendered herself completely to what he gave her. Already she could feel her nerve endings tightening, the familiar rise to something wonderful.

He spread her legs wider and moved off the bed long enough to slip on another condom. Then he slid up her body, settling between her legs.

He played with her nipple rings as his c**k nudged at her pu**y entrance. He bent and nipped sharply at the quivering peak just as he thrust into her.

As his hips bucked forward, he gathered her in his arms, holding her tightly as he slid into her. His lips moved hotly over her neck and to her mouth, capturing her in a breathless kiss.

He moved powerfully between her legs, stroking to her deepest regions. He felt so big. He stretched her, the friction caused by each thrust making her mindless. She grabbed at his shoulders, sinking her nails deep.

His hands slid down her body until he grasped her bu**ocks. He squeezed and kneaded as he cupped her against his body. He spread her wider, diving impossibly deep into her. Then he trailed one hand between them, finding her clit and pinching it between his fingers.

She bolted upward, straining against him as he stroked the quivering flesh. He thrust again and again until she panted beneath him.

Her orgasm built to impossible heights and still she hung there, creeping ever closer but not tumbling over the edge. She clamped her teeth together and squeezed her eyes shut as the pressure became nearly unbearable.

He began rocking into her, faster, his thrusts harder. He set an impossible pace and demanded her body keep up.

“Oh God, oh God,” she chanted as she felt her body began to splinter apart.

She let out a long wail as he slammed into her again. Around her the room blurred and she felt a thousand strings break in her pu**y.

He moved frantically against her, his orgasm racing over him as she found her own. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he arched into her one last time.

She went limp a second before he collapsed over her. It took all her energy but she wrapped her arms around him and held him close as he fought to catch his breath.

“Are you all right?” he rasped in her ear.

“Mmmm hmmm.” It was all she could manage.

He rolled to the side and discarded the condom before rolling back over to pull her against him.

“Rest, sweetheart. I’ll get up and fix us something to eat in a little while.”

She curled into him, feeling ridiculously content. He stroked her hair as her eyes fluttered and closed.

* * *

Gracie awoke to find Luke standing over the bed. He bent and smoothed her hair away with his hands then kissed her.“Time to eat,” he murmured.

She stretched and slid out of bed. Luke caught her against him and stroked his hands over her naked skin.

“You better get dressed or I’ll never eat,” he said.

She grinned and reached for her shirt.

As she followed him into the kitchen, she sniffed appreciatively. Then she saw what he’d cooked.

“Oh my God, you made barbeque chicken!”

He smiled and gestured for her to sit down.

She took her seat, and Luke took the chair across the table from her. She dug in with her fork, uttering a contented sigh when the chicken hit her tongue.

“Are you okay with things so far?” he asked.