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over my head and leaving me naked underneath except for my old black bra.  Luke leaned forward to kiss me again, one of his hands traveling to my chest. 
    It hesitated, as if he wasn’t sure he was allowed.  I couldn’t stand it.  I grabbed his hand and brought it to my breast, and he squeezed, feeling my soft flesh beneath his hard and calloused hand. 
    The tension between us exploded them, and Luke brought me down on my back, kissing me furiously.  He unhooked the bra, exposing my breasts. 
    “Oh Anna,” he whispered. 
    He kissed down my neck slowly, trailing the kisses to my chest.  He caught one pink nipple between his teeth and sucked.  I hissed in pleasure, arching my back.
    His tongue swirled around my nipple, and I moaned underneath him, totally at his mercy.  One hand kneaded my breast while his mouth worshipped the other one.  His tongue flicked at it, teasing me in ways I never knew before.  I clutched the sheets in my fists.
    His mouth moved to the other breast then as his hands moved down my stomach.  His fingers hesitated at the zipper of my jeans, but I pushed his head down.  He chuckled, his breath hot and sensual on my wet breast.  His fingers began unzipping my jeans, and he pulled them off in one deft motion.
    “You’re too good at this,” I panted.  He glanced up at me with those gorgeous green eyes and chuckled.  His fingertips ran along the inside of my thigh, making me shiver.
    “Trust me, Anna,” he said huskily.  “We haven’t even got started.”
    In one smooth motion, he pulled my body to him and spread my legs, leaving me helplessly open to him.  He leaned forward and ran his tongue along the white flesh of my inner thigh, making me squirm.  He chuckled again.
    “Do you like that, Anna?”
    “Yes,” I said, my breath short and intense.
    “And this?” 
    The tip of his tongue ran from my thigh to where the wetness between my legs started.  He forced my legs apart and then ran his tongue up my slit, teasing me and making me shake.
    “Yes,” I gasped, my heartbeat thundering in my ears.
    “And this?”
    In an instant, his tongue reached up and flicked my clit.  My hips bucked up against his face and my back arched, unable to suppress the passionate reactions he inspired in me.
    “Oh God yes,” I moaned.
    His mouth moved away, but before the disappointment could set in, it was replaced by surprise.  One of his long, strong fingers plunged into me and his thumb pressed hard against my clit.  I jumped, but his other hand reached for my shoulder and pushed me down. 
    He looked in my eyes, licking his lips.  Slowly, torturously slowly, his finger bent.  He pulled it out of my in a come-hither motion that stroked the entire length of my sex.  My lips parted in a moan, and I could see his eyes burn hotter.
    His thumb began rolling circles on my clit as his finger began fucking me.  He pressed it in slowly, then pulled it out even slower, his thumb teasing my clit and making me wetter.  I sucked on my bottom lip, desperate for him to put something bigger, more filling in me.
    He pulled his finger out, and he replaced it with two now, both of them massaging my pussy as his thumb rubbed my clit.  A third finger plunged in with them, stretching me a little.  He began fingerfucking me faster, his pace increasing every time I moaned.  My hips bucked against him, and soon I was writhing on the bed, totally helpless.
    His fingers pulled out.  My eyes flew open, and he grinned evilly.  He reached down and pinched my clit, and I could feel myself almost come.  My hips bucked and my back arched as he pinched harder, drawing me toward my orgasm.
    Suddenly, he released me.  I looked down at him forlornly, but he just chuckled. 
    “I told you we’re just getting started,” he said darkly.  He reached up to kiss me on the lips again.  I could taste my juices on him and his tongue.  “You don’t get to come so fast,” he said, kissing down my neck again.
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