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threw my head back, taking in the sensation of his lips against my neck.  I heard the zip of him undressing, but he kept his flesh on mine.  When one hand unzipped himself, the other rolled circles into my nipple.  When both were busy pulling the rest of his clothes off, he leaned down to suck on my clit.
    Finally, he pulled his mouth away.  My eyes fluttered open, and they widened when I saw him.  He was naked, his hair tousled and his green eyes fixed on me.  His bare chest rose and fell raggedly, and his arms and legs were padded with powerful muscles that moved underneath the skin. 
    Scars lined every inch of his body, intermingling with the tattoos.  My eyes followed one that wrapped around his thigh to his cock, which was swollen and thick as he walked toward me.  My lips parted as I watched it, my eyes widening with a mixture of surprise and reluctance.
    “Is something wrong, darlin’?” he asked, a tone of concern breaking through the naked lust that laced his voice.
    “I’ve, um, never had one that big.”
    He paused, then laughed, a rich warm sound that came from deep in his chest.  I crossed my arms, sitting up a little.
    “If you’re going to laugh at me, I’m not going to let you fuck me,” I said, almost pouting.
    His face sobered up right quick.  But he still kept a smirk that he couldn’t full suppress.  He took me head in his hand and kissed me again, this one tender and soft instead of hard and passionate.
    “Like I said,” he said softly, tucking my hair behind my ear.  “I’ll be gentle.”
    His arms pulled me to him for another kiss.  Then he pushed me down on the bed again, and he positioned himself between my thighs.  His fingers ran down my slit again, admiring its wetness. 
    “God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered, plunging them in again.  I moaned as he toyed with me, fucking me with his fingers, stretching me out in preparation for his massive cock.
    He leaned forward to kiss my stomach again.  Then he took his cock and pressed it against me, stretching me legs further apart so that he could get as much of me as possible.  Slowly and gently, his cock plunged into me, his hips guiding it in as his arms held my legs against his sides.
    “Oh God,” I moaned.
    He filled me, his cock stretching me as far as I could go.  It was a delicious feeling, being filled with him.  I grabbed the sheets in my fists and threw my head back again.  One of his hands reached down and rubbed my clit as he pulled his cock out.  He flicked my clit again and chuckled when I jumped.
    He really was too good at this.  He had obviously done this before, enough to perfect his technique so much that he had me nearly come so many times so far.
    I was suddenly embarrassed at my relative inexperience, but all my thoughts were thrown out when he pounded into me hard, making me cry out.
    “Oh fuck!” I cried, clutching him against me.  He laughed and kissed my lips as he began fucking me. His hips pounded against mine, his cock filling me and leaving me empty over and over again.
    I dug my nails into his back, unable to handle it.  His cock was too big, and the feel of it fucking me so forcefully and unstoppably was too much.  I could feel myself close to cumming.  I couldn’t think, I couldn’t react.  All I could do was gasp and whisper over and over again:
    “Oh Luke, oh God, Luke.”
    Every time I said his name, he fucked me harder.  I felt his hips began to buck as well as he reached his edge, and he could no longer handle having me whisper his name.  He pushed me down into the bed and brought himself up.  He took my legs, forcing them to him as he grabbed my hips.
    He began fucking me in earnest then, no longer holding back but forcing me into the bed as he took what he wanted.  His fingers reached down again, and he pinched my clit viciously.
    I came hard and fast, clutching the sheets as I screamed.
    He held me against him, waiting with a slow, steady rhythm until I was