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‘I’m so close…’

His thumb semi-circles the hood of my clit. ‘You want your fingers, too?’

‘I want… you… to keep… going…’

His ‘Hmm’ against my clit almost tips me over the edge. But it’s when his lips close around it again that I explode with an unexpected sound. I buck against his face as he pushes his fingers with every contraction, letting me ride an orgasm that comes in waves which seem to go on and on.

‘That’s my beautiful girl,’ Luuk praises when my breath turns back to its normal rhythm.

‘You still didn’t see much.’

Luuk chuckles. ‘I did catch a glimpse.’

He smacks a kiss on my glistening pussy, followed by a single stroke of his tongue that only makes me greedy for more.

‘You did, huh?’

He crawls up the bed towards me. ‘I saw enough to want to see more. To want to have a next time…’ He kisses a trail up my stomach. ‘… and a next one…’ His warm breath leaves a cool path in its wake, as his head moves between my breasts. ‘… and a next one…’ He kisses the crook of my neck, sneaking a tiny bite to bring back the goosebumps, before his mouth moves next to my ear. ‘And I still want to watch you play with that toy. Not right now, though…’

Nestling into the crook of his arm feels natural as breathing. So does the kiss on the top of my head as he pulls me closer, inhaling my hair. ‘Any other ideas?’

My hand snakes down his chest, ruffling the wisps of hair, then travels lower. He shudders but doesn’t stop me as I trail his belly button for a tickle. My index sneaks under the elastic of his briefs, finding the tiny leak I spread on top of his crown. I wrap my fingers around his hard cock, silky skin aching for me to move my hand, so I go all the way up, frustratingly slowly as he did. Luuk is as impatient as I was not too long ago.

‘Fuck, Corrie… I’m about to lose it…’

‘Not yet,’ I echo, breathing against his chest, cupping his balls and then tugging them lightly.

The yelp I let out follows his groan as he lifts his torso to spin me and come on top. My legs open to give him space as his length presses against my core, burning through the fabric. I pull down the briefs and Luuk turns to help the rest of the way, leaving his stunning cock in full view, all hardness and veins enveloped in delicate skin.

‘I want you inside me,’ I specify, as if he can’t tell by the way I push my body against his, my hand going for his ass to make a point.

‘Shit, Corrie, I’m gonna come just by the feeling of your skin against mine, and if this is my last moment on Earth, it’ll be a dream to go like that. I want to see you squirm while I have you pinned on this bed, just like that, stealing as many orgasms as I can, before I come, buried deep in your sweet cunt.’

‘Too. Many. Words, Luuk.’

‘Seven. Fucking. Years, Corrie. You know how many heartbeats they amount to? How endless the waiting is? I want one kiss, one touch, one orgasm for all those heartbeats without you.’

His kiss contains all the kisses we’ve both missed. How were we able to stop ourselves all that time?

‘Protection.’

I reach to open the nightstand and grab the unopened box of condoms. I bought it a while ago, upon Bea’s insistence, who ignored my protests about not bringing strange men into my home, where my kids live.

‘Let me,’ I say, when he tears the foil. Before I roll it on, I lean in for a taste of the tiny bead.

‘Bad, bad idea,’ Luuk groans.

Now his kiss is an attack on my nipple, before he leaves it with a pop, only to latch onto the other. When he aligns the tip of his cock with my entrance and nudges, we both look at each other as if watching a miracle. He rocks slowly, giving me time to adjust to his girth as I take him inch by inch, and when he’s fully seated, I move my legs to give him more space, my inner walls tightening around him as he pulls out to the tip, then slides back in.

Addictive is the thought my mind plays in a loop, as Luuk slides his arms under my back, then moves them to cradle my head, dipping his fingers into my hair. He seals my lips with an exhale of relief and starts moving faster, his pelvis rubbing against my clit, and I swear there are sparks.

‘Almost…’

With every push, Luuk peppers my face with soft kisses, angling his body for more friction. I’m a string that’s pulled and wants to be stretched more and more.

When he whispers in my ear, ‘Will you come for me?’ the string breaks and my back tilts from the mattress as my torso pushes against his chest, my pussy contracting around him. He pushes deeper and waits. I bite the crook of his neck as my body trembles in waves, falling apart under him. My release evens out slowly, my legs wrapped around him, arms clinging to his back, his name slipping from my lips again and again.

Chapter Thirty