Sensual Persuasion Ch. 04

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I was fucked.

And clearly I was fucked hard.

I was overcome with exhaustion. I was exhausted and I had barely enough energy to lift my weak limbs. Luke was heavy and warm on top of me and from the looks of it he was completely replete of energy as well.

"Luke..." I muttered. I said it so quietly that I didn't want to wake him. I didn't want to face him. I didn't want to be reminded of the overwhelming look of his desire and the look he had when he found his released like he had the best fucking orgasm in the world. Why? I didn't know. I felt partly stunned and partly embarrassed. This was about the strangest thing I had ever experienced. Even back at school, I had felt the obvious attraction to him, but for my anger to have completely transformed into something like this was just simply beyond me.

I knew I wasn't alone in my way of thinking. It was more than obvious that Luke had felt the odd physical chemistry or whatever the hell it was, but for both of us to have lost control like that, it scared me.

However, I didn't hate it. In fact, I was feeling hot and almost wild and abandoned by the thought that Luke had also been just as affected as I was about this. Despite the fact that I had never slept with anyone, this was something different. I knew whatever transpired between us was hot, primitive and something neither of us had ever experienced. Even now I could feel him go hard and I could feel my heart beat spike up at the thought of him waking up and wanting his hands all over me again.

I couldn't stay.

Luke was the type of guy that exuded a natural magnetism for the opposite sex. He must have screwed a lot of chicks, so what's one more to him? Although, I could tell from the experience that this was unlike any other. I wasn't necessarily promiscuous by nature, but it had been surreal. I couldn't breathe from the sheer pleasure of what he had inflicted upon me. I couldn't spare myself any self-control when the hard contours of his muscles pressed against me and drove into me hard until every inch of my body was aching. He fucked me hard and I could feel an almost relaxed vibe settle over me after I had come down from the high I had been on. However, I needed to get back before I was tempted to stay and do a repeat performance.

No matter how wet and aroused the idea of that got me.

Luke shifted closer to me and uttered a groan, as he opened his eyes and looked down at me. I was clearly a mess. My dark, long locks were strewn everywhere and my breathing was fast beginning to grow heavier and deeper. He tightened his arms around me, almost strangely enough possessively.

I glanced at him, noting the hard muscles of his abdomen to the muscles in his arms and shoulders. His dark locks were mussed up, clearly from when I had racked my hands through it, when he used that tongue of his to—

"Want me to do it again?" Luke asked, as he gave a grin. He slid his hands down, caressing my hips, his right hand drawing circles in my inner thigh.

"Hmm?" I asked distracted. "Do what?"

"Do whatever naughty thing it is you're thinking about," Luke answered, with a grin.

"I'm not thinking any naughty things," I responded heatedly. I was such a liar. Luke bent down and kissed the column of my neck as he slowly trailed soft kisses up to my ear. He nipped it playfully, before soothing away the slight pain with his tongue, as if chastising me for lying to him.

Which of course, he didn't know that I was.

Hopefully.

"You're so hot, Cameron" Luke said. "I'm surprised that after what had happened, you're not thinking of anything dirty. I can see that you want more. I know how your eyes cloud over and your mouth part, when I'm kissing you, licking you dry, entering you."

I didn't say anything. I pulled him closer and before I realized it our limbs began to tangle with each other until I didn't know where I began and where he ended. All I was concerned with was letting whatever this was just ensue.

However, a cold thought stopped me. He had done this a million times. This was nothing new to him. I was just many in a long line of girls he screwed. I turned my face away as he tried to kiss me once more. I quickly sat up to gain the advantageous position, for I knew lying down was not exactly conducive to getting my head around the fact that this was not what I was into.

Luke looked at me puzzled, as he moved off of me. I looked around for my clothes and quickly donned them on. I felt too vulnerable and exposed. Once I got my clothes on, I was going to leave the car and get home some other way. I needed to think. I had never moved this fast with a guy.

"Ugh, where are my damn jeans?" I mumbled to myself, exhibiting my best efforts to ignore the godly figure of a man beside me. The infuriating part was the fact that Luke fell back in the driver's seat and relaxed, after he had quickly pulled up his discarded jeans. He was shirtless, (like that helped matters), and watched me as I tried to find my own discarded jeans.

He chuckled a laugh when I let out an aggravated groan. When I finally turned to him, I said, "What?"

"Looking for these?" Luke asked, as he pulled out my jeans.

I reached over his body and grabbed for them, but he whisked them away quickly.

"Luke, seriously give them back, I don't have time to play games with you. We had sex, great. I'm sure you have better things to do like call up some other chick and have another go, but I'd appreciate it if you give me my jeans back."

I glanced at Luke's face expecting to see his usual mirth at teasing me this way, but to my sudden apprehension, I saw a hardened expression bordering on anger. I gave him a glare and reached for my jeans again, however I missed once more as he swung them away and with a tightening hold on my waist flipped me over so that he towered over me. He gripped my wrists with the one hand and lifted them above my head.

"What kind of a guy do you think I am?" Luke asked, clearly pissed.

Well, he wasn't the only one.

"I don't know, Luke. You're annoying me at the moment and I want my jeans back so I can go home," I responded.

"Not until you explain what the fuck you're talking about. Do you think I sleep around with anything that has a pussy and walks?" Luke responded.

"Do I look like I care?" I responded just as angry. "You got what you want, now let me go so I can go home." He tightened his grip on my wrist and it was starting to hurt. I was getting pissed off even more. Fine, Luke had some serious strength going for him, but that was no reason to use it to make me submit to him this way. He could go kiss my ass. "Goddamnit, Luke! You're hurting me!"

Then suddenly, he was in my face. His eyes became stormy and they were tinted with the edge of danger, like he was capable of anything.

"Cameron," Luke said. "That was about the best sex I ever had. Hell, I'm already hard again for you, but I'm not the type to sleep around with just any girl. I am a little more discriminate in my tastes and I can tell you right now, I don't think I have had enough of you yet," he finished, as he leaned down and kissed my open mouth.

My mind didn't have time to register what he had said before I was immersing myself fully into the kiss. His tongue expertly delved into my mouth and I was soon passionately kissing him with the same ardor. I could feel my temperature rising and I was suspiciously beginning to wonder if he was only doing this to distract me from my initial problem, which was finding my jeans and going home so I could think.

He pulled away and I managed to somehow get my initial thought processes back. He touched his forehead and gave me a stern look. "Stop it."

"Stop what?" I asked. "You know half the time I don't even know what you're ordering me to do."

"Stop thinking. I'm not letting go of you that easily. I just had the best sex of my life. You think I'm going to give that up?" Luke asked incredulously, as if it was the most ridiculous question in the world.

"Would make my life easier," I responded sardonically.

"Oh please, you wanted it as much as I did," Luke said.

"Yeah right. I've had better experiences," I

lied.

Luke pinned me with an even darker gaze. "You're lying."

Crap, I knew I was playing into dangerous waters. I had heard that Luke was possessive. It must be the slight Greek blood in him. He never shared and he made sure that every person he had slept with remembered his expertise in sex.

"Nope," I responded, as I once more tried to sit up, only to be pushed back down into the seat.

"Don't fucking say that," Luke growled.

Damn, that was actually kind of hot.

We stayed in our position for a near full minute with me beneath him shooting a hard, intimidating look, while he gazed down at me, as if trying to push me mentally into taking back what I had said or to give away that I was lying. Suddenly, he stopped. His usual countenance returned and he finally got off of me. He seemed confused as I was at the moment by his odd shock of possessiveness? Jealousy? Did I stab his male pride by saying that I had had better experiences? Yeah, most definitely if the look on his face was anything to go by. He too seemed confused by his odd reaction earlier.

"I'm sorry, here you go," Luke said politely, as he handed me my jeans.

I quickly pulled them on and brushed myself out so that I looked just as pristine as I had when I was at school. I opened the door to his car and I got out, facing into the direction of the scenery. I still felt a little achy and I quickly rotated my body to make sure I could walk or take the bus from wherever I was. It would be quite a lengthy walk, but I could still manage somehow.

I heard the car door close behind me, but I didn't pay any attention to it. I was still massaging my thighs so they didn't ache so much. I didn't hear Luke come up behind me, as he grabbed my wrist to turn me around to face him.

"Hey you okay?" Luke asked, as he examined me with his eyes, looking for any tell-tale signs of bruises and such.

The hot intensity of his eyes made me feel like he was undressing me slowly and I couldn't help but feel a hot intense pleasure burst low in my stomach. It amazed me how much of an affect he had on me. I wondered if I had the same on him.

"Yeah I'm fine," I responded nonchalantly.

"I can take you home, if you like—"

"No it's okay," I said quickly, as I removed my wrist from his grip. I turned to walk away from, ending whatever argument he decided to spring on me to convince me to let him take me home and essentially be in close proximity to him. I didn't trust my reaction. I wanted him too much to sit still in the car and not touch him.

"Hey, not so fast," Luke said.

Before I had a chance to comprehend what was going on, he grabbed my arm and twisted me forward until I was flushed against the hard masculine body of his. My arms came up to issue some distance between us, but even he found a way to bypass that. His lips landed on mine, possessively an almost blatant brand of ownership and kissed me thoroughly until I was completely dazed.

"There, you can go now, if you insist on walking," Luke said. I stepped back as he let me go. I turned away, but took one more glance at his face. His gaze once more became menacing. "I'm warning you right now, I don't share and I've wanted you more so than I've ever wanted anyone else in my life. If I see so much as you with another guy..."

"You'll what?" I asked him not bothered by his threat.

"I'll pummel him," Luke said. "Besides," he said with a grin. "The only person who you should be worried about is me."

He wrapped his arms around me gently and drew me closer. He bent his head and placed teasing kisses in between my shoulder and neck. "And why is that?" He bent me slightly over his arms, pushing my breasts closer to the hardness of his chest. I was bodily yielding to him and he was deliberately trying to put me in a vulnerable position.

"Because I'd probably won't be able to keep my hands off of you when you're in school. You should be careful that I don't do something rash that will shock the entire student body and faculty. Even now I kind of want to lay you out on the front hood of my car and tear those flimsy excuse you call clothes and just eat you out right now," Luke said, as he slightly bit me. I yelped in slight pain, but he quickly lapped away the hurt with his tongue.

I pushed away from him and glared. "Thanks for the warning, but I don't think I'll be too concerned about it. I think I can take you on, should the occasion ever arise that I need to."

Luke chuckled, as I began walking away from him.