14. THE FINAL TOUCH

JULIET, THE FINAL TOUCH

Once the girls are down, we sit side-by-side on the small sofa, cuddling close. I’m not sure who initiates the kiss – it doesn’t matter because the other quickly reciprocates and what starts as soft and gentle is soon heated and passionate. My fingers wind into Luke’s long, luscious hair while his hands grip my waist tightly but move no further.

“Luke…” I moan, unable to contain myself. His kiss alone has me wet between my legs and anxious for more of his touch but I know I need to take the lead. Luke breaks our kiss and pulls back slightly, enough so our eyes can meet comfortably.

“I love you, Juliet,” he says sincerely, reading my face and waiting for a reaction. I smile softly and kiss him briefly before responding in kind.

“I love you too, Luke – I have for awhile,” I admit honestly. He leans forward and our lips meet again, even more passionately than before. This time, it is me who pulls away. “Make love to me, Luke,” I say and no sooner do the words leave my mouth then his lips are on mine again. Aggressively, eagerly his tongue probes my mouth as my hands seek out the hem of his shirt. I lift it and we break our kiss apart long enough for him to pull his shirt off over his head.

Running my hands over his expansive chest, Luke begins growling lowly – either in contentment or excitement as his hands go under my shirt. His fingers caress against my nipples over my bra, quickly drawing them to hard points. I break us apart again to remove my own shirt over my head while Luke reaches around me to undo my bra, which I also slip off at the same time, leaving us both topless.

Luke scoops me under my ass and lifts me onto his lap so I’m straddling across his legs, his hardness grinding against my aching core. I tilt my head back, leaning away and throwing my breasts in his face and he promptly takes the cue – sucking a nipple into his mouth while his fingers twist and twirl the other. His tongue and lips are divine torture and I can’t help rubbing myself at an increasing speed against his cock. With a silent shout, my entire body spasms as I orgasm, pulling Luke’s hair as I demand ‘more’.

He stands me up in front of him and undoes my pants before sliding them down my legs slowly, before helping me to step out of them. With one hand on his shoulder for balance, I kick off my panties and socks too as he slides them down, leaving me naked in front of him. Luke leans forward and using his thumbs, glides them through my wet folds before applying pressure against my throbbing clit. The instant he touches it, I shatter again and need to lean on him to keep myself standing upright. As wave after wave rolls through me, Luke takes my clit into his mouth, suckling it with his lips and tongue and driving me almost immediately to yet another climax. I am shouting more gibberish than anything sensible but I’m clear in my desire for him and what I want to happen next.

Luke stands and scoops me into his arms, carrying me bridal style to his bedroom. Laying me down on the bed on my back, he spreads my legs apart gently at my knees. Leaning down again and placing his mouth on me, he plunges his fingers in and out of me. He brings me to another orgasm in minutes, leaving my legs trembling and me begging him for his cock.

He stands again and undoes his pants before sliding them down and off, releasing his red, angry erection. Proportionate to his size, I worry it isn’t going to fit but I look forward to the challenge, Luke slides on a condom before crawling onto the bed and positioning himself between my legs. He leans over me, the tip of his penis at my entrance and looks into my eyes, waiting for final permission which I gladly and desperately give him.

Moving slowly out of respect of the fact it has been a long while for me, Luke starts to ease himself into me. Inch by inch he slides in until he’s buried all the way, then he freezes and allows my body the time it needs to adjust to the new but welcome intruder. I let him know I’m ready by thrusting my hips to get him moving and he immediately sets a frantic pace.

“Oh God, Luke!” I groan, panting as he pounds into me. His thrusting is fast as he reaches down to caress my clit, bringing me to the edge and then over yet again.

“Oh, Christ, Juliet!” Luke shouts before freezing and I can feel him empty himself into me, only the condom keeping us apart. Breathing heavily, Luke collapses onto the bed beside me and we lay side-by-side, catching our breaths. Luke gets up and quickly gets rid of the condom before crawling back into bed with me, covering us both with a blanket against the chill of the room as he takes me into his embrace. “I love you, Juliet. Always and forever,” he says, kissing me deeply.

“I love you, Luke. Always and forever.”