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down his throat, stopping to suck on a nipple before going
over and tracing the tattoo with my tongue. I sucked a mark
directly over his heart and my name and then leaned back to
study my work.
Damn, you re sexy, I whispered, running my hands
over his smooth chest. These tattoos are hot!
I m glad you think so, he said with a smirk. He flipped
us over, putting me on the bottom, trailing kisses over every
inch of skin he exposed as he pulled off my shirt. He latched
onto a nipple, and I cried out, gripping his hair with
desperate fingers.
You taste just as good as I remember, he groaned,
leaving fire everywhere he touched as he sucked his way over
to my other nipple. Like salty candy, came the whisper,
right before he bit down in the sensitive nub.
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I screamed and shot like a teenager. I was so
embarrassed. How could I come just from having my nipples
played with? Luckily for me, Luke seemed to like it.
Damn, that was hot, he said, quickly unbuckling my
belt and pulling off both my jeans and sodden briefs. Got to
have you, baby, he grunted as he fought with the rest of his
clothes.
I nodded, my trembling fingers being more a hindrance
than a help in the quest to get naked. Yes, yes, in me, in
me! I chanted, giving up on taking his clothes off and
stretching to reach the nightstand.
By the time I had managed to fish out a condom and the
well-used bottle of lube, Luke managed to extract himself
from the rest of his clothes. Slowly I perused his body, down
to his& .
Oh fuck, I breathed. Yes, his erection was huge; the
glorious cock dark red with blood, but that wasn t what
made me stop. No, it was the large silver piercing in the
head, glistening with precum, that made me shudder and my
cock jerk back to life.
Better grab two condoms, baby. I don t want to chance
hurting you, he said hungrily, eyeing my filling cock. I
nodded mutely, dutifully fishing out another one.
Let me, he said, taking both and stretching them over
the glinting metal. While he was busy with that, I popped the
cap to the lube, wet my fingers, and reached behind to
stretch my opening.
Jesus, baby, I heard, just as a large, long finger joined
the two I already had inside myself, pegging my prostate. I
cried out, riding the swirling digits helplessly, begging.
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Please, Luke, love, please! Now please, I need!
My fingers were removed as Luke reared up behind me,
the blunt end of his cock slowly filling me, stretching me
wide. I felt his balls brush my butt, and then Luke stopped,
giving me time to adjust.
Please, love! I cried out. Luke grunted as he started to
move, thrusting hard and fast, just like I liked, and I met
each one, working his cock for all I was worth.
I sobbed as my second climax ripped through me,
listening as Luke hollered, feeling the muted jerks as he
came with me.
We collapsed onto the bed when my arms gave out, and
I felt Luke slip out as he softened. He stood up, stripping off
the condoms and throwing them in the bedside trash can as
he headed toward the bathroom. I hazily realized he was
gone, but before I could start to worry, he was back with a
warm cloth, gently turning me over and cleaning me off
before tossing it back toward the bathroom.
He helped me pull back the comforter and sheets and
then cuddled up behind me in the bed.
Stay, I said softly.
Luke nuzzled up behind me, spooning close. Always,
baby. Never leaving you again.
I smiled. Maybe that old saying was right after all. It
may have been years, but he came back, and now he was
mine. I guess we were meant to be.
AMYLEA LYN is a little odd, a lot weird, and just plain
strange. At least that s what everyone tells her. She lives in
Nevada, filling her laptop with too many stories to count and
trying to ignore the yells of her football-obsessed siblings in
the background. Most days, Amylea can be found sitting in
her favorite chair after work, bugging those around her for
fun tidbits to make her stories more interesting. When she s
not writing, Amylea spends her time daydreaming her
fantasies while talking to herself without realizing it,
experimenting with different baked dishes that she force
feeds her brothers, and plotting ways to get back at her
psychotic cat. All in all, she likes to think of herself as pretty
normal... even if it s only by her own standards.
Meant to Be ©Copyright Amylea Lyn, 2010
Published by
Dreamspinner Press
4760 Preston Road
Suite 244-149
Frisco, TX 75034
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the
authors imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead,
business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
Cover Design by Mara McKennen
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January 2010
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