He rolled off of me and immediately pulled me into his chest, attaching his lips to my forehead and keeping them there for a few minutes. We both reached our climaxes at the same time, and I became a quivering mess underneath Luke’s body. He flipped me back over and delivered his last few thrusts. “NOT UNTIL I SAY SO, YOU BETTER FUCKING HOLD IT IN!” I winced as he yelled but did as I was told. “Holy shit, Luke! You make me feel so fucking good, nobody can fuck me like you can… Fuck, fuck, fuck, LUKE I’M GONNA–” “Tell me how good I make you feel,” he growled in my ear before tightening his grip on my hips, which would be sure to leave bruises where each of his fingers were. Fuck, Luke, you do!” He flipped me over so I was on my hands and knees and continued pounding into me with even more force and speed than before, causing my forehead to hit the headboard with every thrust. “Who fucks you the best?” Luke yelled and viciously began sucking and biting down on my neck and collarbones. I screamed out with a mixture of pleasure and pain and tore apart the delicate skin on his back with my nails. Within seconds he was hovering over me and slamming into me with all of the force he had, giving me no time to adjust. “OH FOR CHRIST SAKES, FUCK ME LUKE!” That was all he needed. “Please what?” He said as he pushed me backwards onto the bed. “Nope,” Luke said simply as he stopped my hips from moving and removed his fingers, causing me to whimper from the loss of contact. I gasped and moved my hips trying to increase the friction. He bit his lip as he walked over to me and pressed me up tightly against the wall before taking my panties off and abruptly sliding 2 fingers inside of me. He watched me carefully as I peeled the black dress from my body, letting it pool around my feet on the floor. His eyes dark with lust and his tongue licking his bottom lip. He got to our bedroom door and tossed me on the bed in front of him. He fumbled with his keys before opening our apartment door and slamming it closed with his foot. He yanked open the door, picked me up out of the seat and threw me over his shoulder. “At a lost for words, are you babe?” He smirked before getting out of the car and walking over to my side. “Did he ever make you feel as good as I make you feel?” He yelled rubbing faster. “Did he ever turn you on as much as I do?” he growled and began to rub his fingers over me making me moan. He slid his hand under my dress and attached his hand to my center causing me to gasp. “I love you,” he whispered before continuing to kiss me. As much as I wanted to, I didn’t protest and I hungrily kissed him back. Before I knew it, Luke’s lips roughly crashed onto mine. I LOVE YOU AND NOBODY ELSE AND I JUST WISH YOU WOULD FUCKING TRUST ME!!!” I screamed, tears flowing down my cheeks and rested my face in my hands. “He may be my ex, but he’s still my friend! Nothing was going on and I wasn’t going to let anything happen. "LUKE!” I screamed as loud as I could, making him shut up and listen to me. “Do you not even care about me?!" He yelled louder. “Not even caring that your boyfriend was there with you!” “You seemed to be having a great fucking time at that party, flirting it up with your ex!” Luke yelled at me. I could tell he was staring at me and I finally got the courage to raise my head and look at him. We got back to our apartment and he parked the car, but he didn’t unlock the doors or get out of the car. I could feel the tears running down my cheeks, staining them with mascara. I brought my legs up and hugged my knees. Nobody spoke as he drove us back to our shared apartment. He released my arm and opened the car door forcing me into my seat. “Luke, you’re hurting me,” I said quieter this time. “Luke, let me go!” I yelled trying to shake off his firm grip. “We’re leaving. Now.” Luke growled into my ear before grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the party and to his car.
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