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smiled and moved to my knees, guiding his cock to my eager slit. Not wanting to rush things, I first only lightly let the tip of his cock enter between my folds. I ground my hips ever so slightly above him, letting his eager member work its way slowly into me.
    “That feels fucking amazing,” he gasped.
    “It does for me too,” I whispered.
    There was some resistance as he penetrated me further, so I braced myself as I eased further down onto his cock, taking in as much of his length as I could until I was completely and wonderfully full.
    “Oh my god, Luke,” I moaned, stopping a moment to savour the feeling.
    I pulled back until he was nearly completely out of me, then I slid all the way down until our bodies were pressed together perfectly; two pieces of a puzzle. Luke put his hands on my hips and moved in time with my movements, matching me with thrusts of his own. We created our own divine rhythm, lost in a hazy daydream of skin, sweat, pleasure, and lust.
    Flattening my body against his, I took hold of his shoulders and gestured for him to roll us over. Luke obliged, and I found myself on my back with him on top of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he renewed his thrusting from above me, my breasts bouncing in time to our movements.
    Luke leaned down to kiss me and I ground my hips against his as hard as I could, making him moan into my mouth. I knew it wouldn't be long now, and I increased the urgency of my movements, as did he.
    The orgasm gained momentum, rushing through my nerves seeking escape. It wasn't until I felt him release his orgasm inside me that I came, shouting his name as he twitched those delicious final thrusts into my perfectly satiated and exhausted body.
    Luke collapsed on top of me and I hugged him against my body, luxuriating in the feel of his weight on top me and the sensation of being surrounded in his scent.
     
     

 
     
    CHAPTER SEVEN
     
    Luke and I lay side by side on my bed for a while not saying anything. I could have lain like that forever, I think, just silently basking in the afterglow. So often orgasm feels like the end of something, and for once it felt more like a beginning.
    “Wow,” said Luke, breaking the silence.
    “Wow, indeed,” I responded, fingers idly tracing his chest.
    “I had some pretty high expectations for this but, damn, that was incredible.”
    I giggled, unable to conceal my delight, and kissed him on the lips.
    “It was amazing for me too. I’m really glad we did this.”
    “Hey, any time, Cass. You have no idea how happy I am that you suggested this.”
    Luke smiled and it gave me butterflies, as his smile always did these days. This seemed like a good a time as any to discuss our feelings about things.
    “Hey, my pleasure,” I started, “but listen, about that. You know when we spoke about it, we talked about it being just a sex thing…”
    Luke cut me off before I could go any further.
    “I know I know, and you don’t have to worry. I’m not gonna get all clingy virgin on you.”
    I frowned, “What? No, that’s not what I-”
    “I know how much you like to do your own thing and have your adventures or whatever, and I’m not gonna cramp your style. I really appreciate what you did for me, Cassandra. I don’t want you to like, be my girlfriend because of this. Don’t worry.”
    I covered my still exposed breasts with the blanket. The corset didn’t make me feel sexy anymore. It made me feel stupid and cheap, and more than anything I just wanted to get out of it. I must have used the expression “broken-hearted”, or “you’re breaking my heart” a million times before, but it was only then that I really understood how apt the metaphor was. I swear I could feel the pieces of my heart being chiselled off and shattering in my chest.
    “Right, great. Glad we’re on the same page. Would you excuse me a moment?”
    I grabbed my robe off the floor and ducked into the bathroom. Making sure the door was locked behind me, I