After eight days of marriage, Allie decided to go on a honeymoon with Luke. She was thrilled to leave the house finally.
The flight was an unbearably long one. As Luke sat next to Allie on the plane, he pictured all the dirty things he wanted to do to her when they got to their honeymoon suite. He wanted his wife so badly that it was killing him. As he looked at her, he couldn't help wonder what kind of spell she cast on him. He had never wanted anyone this bad before.
Few hours later, they arrived at their honeymoon suite.
"Wow" Allie said, closing her mouth. "This place is like heaven"
Luke led her into the suite quietly, waiting like a lion to feast on her sexy body.
After she got in and shut the door, Luke smashed his mouth on hers with such ferocious hunger.
From zero to ninety in seconds, she thrummed into life like a well-primed engine, Allie thought dizzily as he ravaged her parted lips with the kind of hunger that set her on fire. A jolt of high-voltage electricity shot through her, ensuring she was aware of every inch of her pulsing body and every point of contact where his hot, muscular body connected with hers.
"This is the very best moment of my day, baby" Luke confided, undoing the clasp in her hair and tossing it aside before fanning out the tangle of her curls round her face.
She tore her lips from his and slowly began to strip for him. He too grabbed the chance and began to remove his clothes as his hungry gaze held hers.
He was beautiful, like some flawless fantasy brought to life in the flesh, she reflected, widening her eyes circumspectly as the trousers slid down. She had felt his arousal, noticed, but she was going to stare at it his huge dick this time, while he was watching her like a hawk.
Allie registered in desire as Luke's lean hand travelled up over her ribcage to mould a pale, pouting breast, catching a straining pink nipple between thumb and finger to massage it in a way that sent little tremors down to her pelvis, ensuring that she became insanely conscious of the damp heat blooming there.
He used his tongue to tease her sensitive nipples and the little tremors picked up pace as he sucked on the swollen buds. Her hips shifted upward of their own volition and he flattened her to the mattress with the force of a sudden demanding kiss. Her hands went into his hair and locked there as he ground his hips into her, sending need rocketing up through her in a heady surge. Her body strained up to his and, by then, all her anxiety had fled because nothing had ever felt so necessary, so right or so good. Even the scent of him, dark and masculine laced with a spicy cologne that had already become familiar to her, was compelling.
He shimmied down the length of her, lean and lithe, parting her thighs, burying his mouth on her pussy with a fervour for that intimacy that shocked her.
"You taste so good," he husked while she trembled all over with reaction, torn between wanting him to stop and wanting him to continue.
As exquisite sensation seduced her, she fought to stay in control, to stop panting for breath, to stop making little noises she couldn't restrain and to still the urge to simply writhe. The pleasure was all-consuming, like a slow burn rising from the heart of her with his every spellbinding caress. Pulsating bands of tension tightened round the dull ache of need at the very heart of her, driving it higher until it peaked and set fireworks rocketing inside her, her whole body convulsing in physical delight.
"If this hurts too much, I'll stop," Luke swore, sliding over her, tipping her legs back. "Just tell me."
"Okay" Allie mumbled, still semi-lost in the waves of bliss that had engulfed her as she felt his surge against her, hard and determined where she was soft and tender and yet, oh, so ready for him. There wasn't a doubt in her head about what she was doing at that moment, not with everything feeling so new and fresh and Luke's experience soothing her insecurities. His dark eyes were pure golden enticement as they held hers.
She skated her hands up and down over his smooth brown shoulders, enjoying the satiny strength
of him while irresistible sensation snaked through her as he turned her over and his dick slowly entered her butt hole, stretching her sensitive body. She quivered as the heat of excitement clenched her again and she gasped as he continued to drive into her wet ass hole.
"Don't stop!" she exclaimed.
Every nerve in her body still stirred to an edge of breathless excitement, she struggled to relax, and he moved again and it stretched her asshole and made her moan loudly.
She heard his groan of satisfaction as he plunged deeper into her ass and somehow that lit her up as if she had a thousand-watt bulb burning somewhere inside her.
Her heart rate accelerated as the excitement conquered her again and shot higher with every plunge of his lean hips. A kind of wildness claimed her, urging him on as he pounded into her to finally assuage that insane ache of hungry need at the her butt hole. She cried out as the ripples of another climax coursed through her and the wild, sizzling pleasure sent her spinning into release. Luke shuddered over her with a harsh groan of masculine satisfaction and the world went still for her then.
"Unbelievable," Luke growled, rolling over and carrying her with him, golden eyes as bright as if flames burned there as he stared down at her.
"That was unbelievable. Are you Okay?"
Not feeling up to the challenge of speech or voicing an opinion because of the aftermath of the sex, Allie nodded.
Luke gazed down at her and smoothed her hair with an unholy grin.
"Your hair looks like I electrified it, love"
He had electrified her. Allie gave him a drowsy smile.
"It's called bed hair and it's like that every morning when I wake up."
"I love your hair," Luke told her carelessly as he rolled off the bed and headed for the bathroom.
When he came out of the bathroom, she hit him with a question he didn't expect.
"Why did you marry me?"
After eight days of marriage, Allie decided to go on a honeymoon with Luke. She was thrilled to leave the house finally.
The flight was an unbearably long one. As Luke sat next to Allie on the plane, he pictured all the dirty things he wanted to do to her when they got to their honeymoon suite. He wanted his wife so badly that it was killing him. As he looked at her, he couldn't help wonder what kind of spell she cast on him. He had never wanted anyone this bad before.
Few hours later, they arrived at their honeymoon suite.
"Wow" Allie said, closing her mouth. "This place is like heaven"
Luke led her into the suite quietly, waiting like a lion to feast on her sexy body.
After she got in and shut the door, Luke smashed his mouth on hers with such ferocious hunger.
From zero to ninety in seconds, she thrummed into life like a well-primed engine, Allie thought dizzily as he ravaged her parted lips with the kind of hunger that set her on fire. A jolt of high-voltage electricity shot through her, ensuring she was aware of every inch of her pulsing body and every point of contact where his hot, muscular body connected with hers.
"This is the very best moment of my day, baby" Luke confided, undoing the clasp in her hair and tossing it aside before fanning out the tangle of her curls round her face.
She tore her lips from his and slowly began to strip for him. He too grabbed the chance and began to remove his clothes as his hungry gaze held hers.
He was very fit, she conceded numbly, sentenced to silence by awe and shyness as rippling bands of muscle sheathed in bronzed skin began to appear. He shed his shirt, toed off his shoes, peeled off socks, his sleek muscular development on continual display as he flexed and turned and straightened, his trousers hanging low on his lean hips, an intriguing ribbon of dark hair snaking down his flat stomach and disappearing beneath the waistband. He was beautiful, like some flawless fantasy brought to life in the flesh, she reflected, widening her eyes circumspectly as the trousers slid down. She had felt his arousal, noticed, but she was going to stare at it his huge dick this time, while he was watching her like a hawk.
Allie registered in desire as Luke's lean hand travelled up over her ribcage to mould a pale, pouting breast, catching a straining pink nipple between thumb and finger to massage it in a way that sent little tremors down to her pelvis, ensuring that she became insanely conscious of the damp heat blooming there.
He used his tongue to tease her sensitive nipples and the little tremors picked up pace as he sucked on the swollen buds. Her hips shifted upward of their own volition and he flattened her to the mattress with the force of a sudden demanding kiss. Her hands went into his hair and locked there as he ground his hips into her, sending need rocketing up through her in a heady surge. Her body strained up to his and, by then, all her anxiety had fled because nothing had ever felt so necessary, so right or so good. Even the scent of him, dark and masculine laced with a spicy cologne that had already become familiar to her, was compelling.
He shimmied down the length of her, lean and lithe, parting her thighs, burying his mouth on her pussy with a fervour for that intimacy that shocked her.
"You taste so good," he husked while she trembled all over with reaction, torn between wanting him to stop and wanting him to continue.
As exquisite sensation seduced her, she fought to stay in control, to stop panting for breath, to stop making little noises she couldn't restrain and to still the urge to simply writhe. The pleasure was all-consuming, like a slow burn rising from the heart of her with his every spellbinding caress. Pulsating bands of tension tightened round the dull ache of need at the very heart of her, driving it higher until it peaked and set fireworks rocketing inside her, her whole body convulsing in physical delight.
"If this hurts too much, I'll stop," Luke swore, sliding over her, tipping her legs back. "Just tell me."
"Okay" Allie mumbled, still semi-lost in the waves of bliss that had engulfed her as she felt his surge against her, hard and determined where she was soft and tender and yet, oh, so ready for him. There wasn't a doubt in her head about what she was doing at that moment, not with everything feeling so new and fresh and Luke's experience soothing her insecurities. His dark eyes were pure golden enticement as they held hers.
She skated her hands up and down over his smooth brown shoulders, enjoying the satiny strength
of him while irresistible sensation snaked through her as he turned her over and his dick slowly entered her butt hole, stretching her sensitive body. She quivered as the heat of excitement clenched her again and she gasped as he continued to drive into her wet ass hole.
"Don't stop!" she exclaimed.
Every nerve in her body still stirred to an edge of breathless excitement, she struggled to relax, and he moved again and it stretched her asshole and made her moan loudly.
She heard his groan of satisfaction as he plunged deeper into her ass and somehow that lit her up as if she had a thousand-watt bulb burning somewhere inside her.
Her heart rate accelerated as the excitement conquered her again and shot higher with every plunge of his lean hips. A kind of wildness claimed her, urging him on as he pounded into her to finally assuage that insane ache of hungry need at the her butt hole. She cried out as the ripples of another climax coursed through her and the wild, sizzling pleasure sent her spinning into release. Luke shuddered over her with a harsh groan of masculine satisfaction and the world went still for her then.
"Unbelievable," Luke growled, rolling over and carrying her with him, golden eyes as bright as if flames burned there as he stared down at her.
"That was unbelievable. Are you Okay?"
Not feeling up to the challenge of speech or voicing an opinion because of the aftermath of the sex, Allie nodded.
Luke gazed down at her and smoothed her hair with an unholy grin.
"Your hair looks like I electrified it, love"
He had electrified her. Allie gave him a drowsy smile.
"It's called bed hair and it's like that every morning when I wake up."
"I love your hair," Luke told her carelessly as he rolled off the bed and headed for the bathroom.
When he came out of the bathroom, she hit him with a question he didn't expect.
"Why did you marry me?"