luke pulled away from me with one last lick that made me gasp and my hips jerk again, and then he was up and over me, thrusting his tongue between my lips and kissing me roughly. i tasted myself on his tongue and it made me feverish with wanting again, even though i had just orgasmed myself senseless.

luke growled deep in his throat as i bit his lip, flicking my tongue over the silver ring there before licking into his mouth, tangling my tongue with his. i pushed up against his chest with my hands, sitting up as he pulled back. without pause, i straddled his hips, grinding my wetness against the hardness of him that was standing tall and thick between the parted sides of the jeans he still wore pushed low on his hips from earlier.

i thrust my hands into his hair, jerking his head back as i rose over him, looking down into eyes that had gone electric, a dangerous glint sparkling in the smoky grey-blue depths. i bit my lip, feeling myself grow even wetter against the heat of him pressed between my folds, feeling the throb of his pulse in the thick vein running the length of him, nestled against my clit.

the darkness in his eyes flat did it for me. i felt something shift inside me, something wild and as equally dark and dangerous as the look in his eyes. i don't think i would have felt it, or would have done what i did next if he hadn't looked at me that way.

baring my teeth at him, i pulled my hands from his hair and reached down between us to grab the hem of his henley. i jerked it up over his head, his arms coming up to help, and then he raised his hips, his hands sliding underneath me to shove his jeans down his legs until he could kick them off completely. when he was completely naked under me, i pressed my right hand to his chest, tracing the heavy lines of ink tattooed there in an intricate design, while my left hand tangled in his hair again. i jerked his head back again, and he sucked a breath in through his teeth.

i leaned into him and, still looking in his eyes, i growled, "inside. now, luke."

i rose up over him a bit to allow him room to reach down and take himself in his hand, running the thick tip of himself back and forth through my dripping wet heat before pushing just the very tip of him into me. he barely had time to move his hand before i slammed myself down onto him until every glorious inch of him was buried tightly and deeply inside me. i ground my hips against him as i buried my face in his neck, biting and licking and sucking.

i raised my head from his throat, staring into his eyes again as i scored his chest lightly with my nails and said, "fuck me, luke. hard."

he groaned, his hands gripping my hips tightly, before he jerked his head back away from my fingers and lifted me off of him. he stood, still holding me in his arms, but allowing my feet to slowly drop to the floor. once i was standing, leaning into him, he fisted his hand into my hair at the back of my neck, twisting his hand until the long, thick strands wrapped his fist in a silken shroud. he yanked my head back.

luke bent and sucked my bottom lip between his teeth, nipping it sharply, and then spoke against my lips. "you don't know what you're asking for, emma."

i moaned into his mouth. "i want it, luke. i can see it in you, can feel your restraint. i want your darkness."

he abruptly let go of my hair, freeing his fingers from the silky strands, and leaned his forehead against mine, whispering, "i don't want to hurt you, sugar."

"please," i whispered back. no, i didn't know what i was asking for. all i knew is that i'd had a slight taste of that edge. douche bag brad had spanked me once, but he hadn't expected me to enjoy it. when he had realized that i did, that had been the beginning of the end, and he'd become even more of an asshole. but with luke, there was the promise of so much more, and i trusted him. i'm not sure why, but i did, and i wanted him to take me there.

luke closed his eyes and blew out a breath. he opened them again and looked at me. "if i do something you don't like, or anything hurts, and not in a good way, you stop me immediately. just say stop, emma, and i will. i promise."

i nodded at him, afraid to look away from him for fear that he would change his mind, and i wouldn't get to taste the wild edge i could sense just beneath the surface of him.

just like that, the fire was back in his eyes and he growled low and deep as he fisted his hand in my hair again. he kissed me, roughly and deeply, before jerking my head back and turning me around. he used my hair to push me forward, bending me at the waist in front of him.

"brace your hands on the couch, sugar." luke gritted out, his jaw clenched.

i put my palms onto the couch cushion, bracing myself as i felt his hand release my hair, and his hands skimmed down my back to my ass, squeezing the soft, round globes in his palms as he leaned forward and pressed hot, open mouthed kisses down my spine before sinking his teeth into the flesh of my hip. i hissed at the sting of his bite, but my hips pressed back against him, silently asking for more.

without warning, he spread me wide with his hands before slamming into me, going deep before almost immediately withdrawing. i felt the sting of his palm as it connected with my ass, sharply slapping, once, twice, three times in rapid succession, drawing a ragged cry from my lips, and then he pushed into me again. he fucked into me quickly, his hips slapping hard against my ass and his hands reaching under my body to grab my swaying breasts firmly, roughly pinching my nipples. the heavy sac hanging between his thighs slapped against my clit with every thrust, and i could feel myself tightening as the wave crested.

releasing one of my breasts, luke slapped my ass again, harder than before, and it sent me over the edge, my knees buckling so that he had to grab my hips to hold me up as he continued to pound into me. i could feel my inner muscles clenching him, milking him, and he fucked me harder, harder, and faster until i heard him shout hoarsely, thrusting one last time as he came, the thick heat of him pulsating between my thighs with the force of his release.

luke pulled out and we both sank to the couch in a tangle of limbs, both panting for breath. i rolled my head to the side to look at luke and we both froze when we heard a gasp near the door. my eyes flew to the door, where there was a man (a fucking hot one!) standing just inside, his hand tugging at the crotch of his jeans that were stretched uncomfortably with a bulging hardness. a small scream escaped my lips as i scrambled to cover myself, trying to hide behind luke's body.

luke jumped up off the couch, unmindful of his nakedness, and scooped his shirt up off the floor, handing it to me. i jerked it on over my head, thankful that it hit the middle of my thighs. then i realized that luke wasn't pissed that a strange man was standing in his living room, obviously getting his jollies from watching us have sex. he was grinning at the man as he grabbed his jeans and pulled them on before striding towards the door, and then they were grasping each other's hand and pulling each other into that weird handshake-man hug-pound each other to death kind of thing.

"jackson, you fucking bastard!" luke yelled. "what the fuck, man? its been a while but god, its good to see you!"

the stranger (jackson, apparently) grinned back at luke, replying, "i know, man, but damnit! i was not expecting to see that much of you, you fucking fiend!" he glanced my way, winking at me and i gasped in outrage.

what the hell was wrong with these people?

luke and jackson continued with their reunion, ignoring me as i sat quietly on the couch. i sighed, got up and grabbed my clothes, and headed down the hall to find the bathroom.