Hungry For Love
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I released him, rolled onto my knees, and guided his legs apart so I could position myself between them. He spread himself wide and drew his knees up, and for a moment I just looked at him. His balls were drawn up the way mine had been, mere seconds after he’d started touching me. I looked down at the puckered area surrounding his anus and I wanted to put my finger inside while I sucked him. My spent cock filled again as I imagined how hot and tight he’d feel.
I wrapped my hand around his cock and took the head into my mouth. Mark had criticized me for my lack of skills when it came to blowjobs, the same way Luke’s ex had. But I wasn’t concerned Luke would do the same. I began tentatively, the same way he had with me. I stroked with my hand and licked at the thick vein in the underside of his shaft. Drawing the head into my mouth, I flicked my tongue around the crown and sucked hard while I caressed and squeezed his balls with my free hand. He writhed and trembled beneath me, muffling his sounds of pleasure behind his hand. I let him slip from my mouth and moistened my index finger with saliva, then stroked back and forth over his hole as I resumed sucking him.
“Please, Sam,” he whispered.
I pulled off his cock again with a slurp. “Inside?”
“Yeah.”
I pressed the tip of my finger against the puckered flesh and he moaned as I entered his tight heat. I guided his cock back into my mouth and slowly pushed my finger deeper.
“Oh fuck!” Luke clenched around my digit and his shaft pulsed in my hand. I swallowed hard as he flooded my mouth with come. When I lifted my head, grinning and licking my lips, he groaned and covered his eyes with his hand. “Sorry. I hoped I’d last a bit longer than that.”
Chuckling, I carefully withdrew my finger. “I’m not complaining. It just means I’ll have to practice a lot, to see how long you can last.”
Luke pushed himself upright and shuffled closer, legs spread out either side of me. Still breathless, he kissed me lightly on the lips, then rested his head against my shoulder.
“That was so good. Too good. I wanted to scream.”
“Good job you didn’t. Even Mortal Kombat wouldn’t have drowned you out.”
“God, I’d never hear the end of it. Mum is pretty tolerant and I’m sure she knows we’ll get up to something, but making it obvious when my brother’s in the house wouldn’t go down well.” He pulled away from me and grabbed for his clothes. When he was dressed again, he sat down close to me.
“So, do you want to do this again?” I nudged him with my elbow. I felt confident of what the answer would be.
“That’s a silly question, Sam. How about, when do you want to do this again?”
“Okay, when? Saturday night? Sunday?”
“Both?” Luke kissed my cheek and I slid my arm around him.
“I think I could fall for you, Luke Skywalker.” There was no “think” about it. I knew I was falling for him; in fact I was well on the way to being in love with him, but I thought it was too soon to say it. Maybe another week or two and I’d tell him how I felt.
“I could fall for you too, Sam. Am falling.” The last two words were the faintest whisper, but I heard them and I squeezed him tighter in the circle of my arm. I’d found much more than I anticipated when I joined the gym. I’d found myself when my confidence began to return, but now I’d found love too, and it was everything I’d dreamed of.
About the Author
Louise Lyons comes from a family of writers. Her mother has a number of poems published in poetry anthologies, her aunt wrote poems for the church, and her grandmother sparked her inspiration with tales of fantasy. Louise first ventured into writing short stories at the grand old age of eight, mostly about little girls and ponies. She branched into romance in her teens, and MM romance a few years later, but none of her work saw the light of day until she discovered FanFiction in her late twenties.
Posting stories based on some of her favorite movies, provoked a surprisingly positive response from readers. This gave Louise the confidence to submit some of her work to publishers, and made her take her writing “hobby” more seriously.
Louise lives in the UK, about an hour north of London, with a mad Dobermann, and a collection of tropical fish and tarantulas. She works in the insurance industry by day, and spends every spare minute writing. She is a keen horse-rider, and loves to run long-distance. Some of her best writing inspiration comes to her, when her feet are pounding the open road. She often races into the house afterward, and grabs pen and paper to make notes.
Louise has always been a bit of a tomboy, and one of her other great loves is cars and motorcycles. Her car and bike are her pride and joy, and she loves to exhibit the car at shows, and take off for long days out on the bike, with no one for company but herself.
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Other Books by Louise
Conflicted
Second Bite of the Cherry
One Snowy Night
In Darkest Peru
The Eye of the Beholder
Beautiful Thunder
Finding Beck