“Hi,” Penelope greeted Luke around what he could see was a nervous smile. The meek, shy-looking woman standing before him now didn’t look the same as the vivacious, brazen woman from earlier that day. And he pondered if she now had second thoughts. He silently prayed that she didn’t.
“Hi,” Luke replied with a kind smile while he waited for her to move back some and invite him inside. After a few seconds of them just standing there with him still out in the hallway, and she at the threshold of her opened door, he lifted his hand to show that he had brought her a single long-stemmed Rose and her favorite bottle of wine. “I wasn’t sure about what I should bring…”
“Condoms,” She cut off his words and then grasped his arm and pulled him inside of her apartment. She then closed the door, locked it, and turned to face him. “Did you bring condoms?” He was stunned for a millisecond by her words but mostly by the sudden wanton gleam he now saw in her eyes.
“Uhm … Yeah I did,” He answered as he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a box of Trojan Magnum BareSkin lubricated condoms. She reached out and grasped the box from his hand and read the package.
“Ten in the pack,” Penelope read out loud as she arched a brow, and the corners of her mouth curved when she glanced up to look at him. “That’s a high goal to reach in one night, but I like a challenge,” She tossed a wink, smiled, then grabbed his free hand, and began to tug him toward the back of her apartment to her bedroom. Luke pulled from her grip and stopped. She turned to look at him in confusion while he moved to her kitchen island and settled the flower and bottle of wine on the countertop.
“Hey, can we slow down for a second?” Luke asked as he regarded her and he could see in her eyes that she was right at that moment mentally reaching for that cold armor. He didn’t want her to misunderstand his words so he stepped to her and gently cupped her face in his right hand and forced her to look up into his eyes. “No, I do not want to stop. I want to make love to you more than I could possibly express to you, Penelope. And I promise you once we start, I will not leave this apartment until you are thoroughly satisfied,” His words made her gulp, lick her suddenly dry lips, and give him a small smile and curt nod. “But the operative word there was ‘make love’ and that’s not something I rush through. I don’t want to be some tool for you because you’re tired of pleasuring yourself with battery-operated devices and your fingers,” He used her earlier words. “I’m not looking for a fuck and go encounter with you, so if that’s what you want to do here…”
“No, it’s not,” She quickly interjected in a slightly elevated tone and with panic-filled eyes. “I just don’t want to presume anything. And when it comes to guys who look like you
that’s usually all they want from me… Well, except for the ones who shoot me and try to kill me,” She said as she wrapped her arms around herself, and he felt her entire body shudder as she recalled that horrific moment in her life. When he had first heard about her being lured on a date only to be shot, he had been enraged and wanted to avenge her. And he had actually been thankful to God when he learned the guy who had harmed her had been killed by JJ. Luke stepped even closer into her space and now held her face in both of his hands. Penelope had to crane her neck to look at him.
“This won’t be casual for me,” He spoke low as he leaned down and brushed his lips against hers in a chaste kiss that he let deepen for a few seconds and then pulled back and rested his forehead on hers. “I have never ever done casual relationships or one-night stands. When I meet a woman that I am attracted to I ask them out. After we get to know each other and if I find myself falling for them, and can envision a future with them … Only then will I make love to them. And I can tell you that you check off all of those boxes for me and then some.”
“Stop making me love you, Luke Alvez,” She said as she played with similar words she had spoken to him before, but had transposed ‘like’ for ‘love’ as there was no doubt for either of them that their feelings for the other had grown.
“Never,” He smiled and replied in remembrance.
“Now, can we make love?” She asked timidly. She didn’t want to come across as desperate but inside she was overly excited and her stomach was filled with butterflies and knots. She had no way of knowing that Luke was in a near identical predicament from his desire to make love to her.
“Lead the way,” He replied with a smirk, and she smiled, stepped back from him, and pulled his hand into hers. He then entwined their fingers and allowed himself to be tugged to her bedroom.
Once they entered her bedroom they were enveloped in the glow and slight warmth of the three candles Penelope had lit in three corners of the room, which she had hoped would set the right ambiance. Luke truly appreciated her effort. He pulled her backward until her back was pressed snuggly against his chest, and he wrapped his arms around her midsection and buried his face into her neck. She tilted her head to the side to give him more access. Her eyes rolled shut and her mouth fell open in pleasure as he kissed, licked, and nibbled at the tender flesh on her neck. He freely roamed his hands over her elegant belly, hips, and breasts. He then moved his right hand around to gently squeeze her ass, while the other hand kneaded her left breast. His hand slid from her backside up to the zipper at the back of the white dress with a repeating pattern of red tulips printed all over it.
“May I?” He mumbled into her left ear lobe and then placed a soft kiss upon it.
“Yes,” She hummed out as her chest heaved up and down in sync with her heart drumming in her chest. “And please don’t feel the need to ask permission for every move you make. I will let you know if you do something that I don’t like,” She added, and needing no further coaxing he carefully pulled the zipper all the way down until the delicate porcelain skin on her back and the lacey fabric of the red bra she wore were exposed. He pushed the dress off her shoulders a bit and then he grasped her bare shoulders and turned her to finally face him once more. She took a few tentative steps back from him until she felt the comforter on her bed brush against her calf. She tossed the condoms she still held atop the bed and then moved her left hand up to her right shoulder and grasped the dress and pulled it down her right arm. Then with her right hand, she did the same on the left side, and she pulled the dress down until it was bunched at her waist. She shivered a little as she locked her eyes on Luke’s face as his eyes traced the movement of her hands before they settled on her bountiful breast contained in the red lacy bra. She noticed the way his mouth fell open slightly but then he snapped it shut. The muscles in his jaw clenched, and his Adam’s apple bobbed a few times as he swallowed. It was hard for her to read him, and she was unsure if what he was seeing pleased him or not, but she refused to allow her insecurities to stop her now. So, she pushed the dress down her hips and it crumpled around her feet. She stepped out of the dress and kicked it away with her red, open-toed stiletto heels. And there she stood in just her red lace bra, matching underwear, and garter belt, with red fishnet stockings attached.
“Fuck,” Luke hissed out as he stood staring awestruck. This time her insecurities got the better of her from what she perceived as displeasure from him, and she lifted her hands to try to cover herself. “Don’t!” He barked out in a demanding tone as he saw what her intentions were, and her hands stilled as she stared at him with widened eyes. “Please don’t cover yourself and hide from me,” He said in a more calm and composed voice. “You are so beautiful Penelope,” He stated and a bright red blush instantly started to spread across her neck and face.
“Thank you,” She said coyly.
“Uhm …” He started to speak, but paused and he had to swallow before he could go on. “Do you always wear a garter belt whenever you wear stockings?” He asked as his eyes continuously scanned up and down her body. She bunched her brow a little at the odd question but answered just the same.
“Yes, because I never could comfortably wear pantyhose.”
“Fuck,” He hissed out once more as he clamped his eyes shut. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” He chanted out as the times over the years when he had secretly admired her stocking-clad legs flashed in his mind. The pressure in his pants increased at the knowledge that she had always been wearing a garter belt to keep her stockings up.
“Luke, what’s wrong?”
“Shhh,” He replied as he held up his right hand with one finger pointed upward. “Please, I just need a second or this is going to be over before I even get to touch you,” He declared as she finally noticed the impressively huge bulge in the crotch of his pants and a flattered and pleased smile graced her lips at his dilemma. She silently stood and waited for him to compose himself and make the next move. After a few more seconds he finally opened his eyes and roamed them over her frame once more.
“You good?” She asked around a smirk, and in reply, he hurriedly removed his jacket and let it fall right at his feet. He then yanked the black t-shirt he wore underneath from his body in one swoop motion as he moved to her. At his movement, she stumbled back and sat down on the bed as she gasped at how beautiful and chiseled his bare chest was. Now, it was her moment to openly appraise him in delight and try to not get overly excited by what she was seeing.
“Yeah, I’m good,” He announced as he stood before her. She smiled, nodded, and then lifted her right leg and reached her left hand over to remove her heeled shoe. Luke’s hand shot out to stop her, and he gently pushed her hand away as he dropped to his knees. He placed both of his hands on each of her thighs where he stroked them and then parted them until her legs were settled on either side of him.
“Keep them on,” He commanded.
“Okay,” She agreed and then moved her hand to unclasp the stockings from the garter belt, but again he stopped her.
“Those too,” He said as he moved his hands up her thighs until they reached the garter belt where he allowed his fingertips to brush across its lace before his hands trailed back down her thighs.
“Luke, if I don’t remove the stockings from the garter belt I can’t remove my underwear unless you just planned to move it to the side,” She suggested and he shook his head to the idea while he now locked his eyes to the flimsy lace that covered her center.
“I’ll buy you a new set, I promise,” He said, and before she could contemplate what he meant he reached down and tore away the garment from her hairless quim and then dipped the middle finger of his right hand just at the folds of her labia, and slid it upward until it flicked at her hardened clit. This invoked a long, low, needy moan from Penelope’s lips and she arched and tossed her head back against the bed. Then following her earlier instructions about not needing to ask for permission, he dropped his head in between her open thighs. He inhaled her sweet natural musk a second before he latched his mouth onto her center where he penetrated her with his tongue and then twirled it around her nub.
“Ahhh,” She cried out in a delightful surprise to his welcomed assault. She shot her left hand out and locked her fingers into his thick curls while her right hand fisted her bedding. Luke grunted and growled out his elation while he suckled and slurped on her slickened vulva. Her juices flowed in abundance. He drank and lapped it all up happily as it imprinted on his taste buds. He had never enjoyed this heady taste from any of his past partners. None had ever been bad tasting, in fact, they really had no distinctive taste as he could recall. But Penelope tasted of some kind of fruity nectar he knew he would never grow tired of having in his mouth. He began to suck on her core aggressively as his hunger for her intensified, and he gripped her legs and placed them over his shoulder which open her to him more. This made her cry out. “Stop, please, stop!” And he immediately did as she asked as he shot his head up and locked scared and concerned eyes onto her blotchy red face.
“What’s wrong, did I hurt you?” He asked apologetically as he wiped the back of his right hand across his wet face and became filled with fear that he may have been too aggressive with her.
“No,” She panted out as she shook her head at him. “No, that was amazing, my God, you don’t know how amazing that felt. But I am so close and I don’t want to come before … I just really want to feel you inside of me when I come, Luke,” She confessed and he heaved out a sigh of relief knowing he hadn’t caused her some sort of pain.
“All right,” Luke replied with a nod and he leaned back on his haunches and then stood. He then unbuttoned the dark jeans he wore and pushed them down his muscular legs. Once fully freed from the jeans he kicked them away. He took in the way she lay prone on her bed, prompted up on her elbows as she silently watched him in anticipation. And then he pulled down the black boxer briefs, he wore. He had absolutely no inhibitions about being naked in front of her because he knew he had been blessed with his sexual endowments and he worked hard to keep his body fit. “Sorry, this is always the most awkward part,” He said with a slight smile as he moved to retrieve the box of condoms from the bed, but Penelope quickly reached out and grabbed the box first.
“Allow me,” She said as she opened the box, pulled out one of the foiled wrappers, opened it, and then pulled out the lubricated rubber. She then slid from her bed down to her knees before him, and she looked up at him over the rim of the glasses she wore as she grasped his fully erect cock in her hands. When she licked her lips to moisten them Luke nearly lost control again. Then he saw her tongue dart out to lick the precum from the slit in the head of his dick, he sucked in a sharp intake of air and his eyes involuntarily squeezed shut. She sucked the head into her hot mouth and his eye snapped open again and locked onto her face. She watched him intensely as he watched her slowly slide her mouth up and down his long, thick member, as far as her throat would allow her before her gag reflex kicked in.
“Shit,” He gasped out as he fisted both hands at his side while his hip slowly thrust in harmony with her sucking on him. He struggled to stave off the near-crippling urge to grip her head and slam himself fully down her throat. “Fuck … Oh, baby, I’m not gonna last long if you don’t stop. Please, please I need to be inside of you right now,” He pleaded and she released him from her mouth with a sloppy pop. She then rolled the condom on making sure to leave a little space at the tip to hold his seed. He couldn’t wait any longer, and he wouldn’t allow them to get situated on her queen-sized bed. Instead, he dropped back to his knees in front of her, gently pushed her back upon her carpeted bedroom floor, and settled himself between her legs. Then with his cock in his hand he guided himself into her center, surged forward, and filled her to the hilt.
“Luke!” Penelope screamed as she reached up and dug her nails into his back. “Oh God! Oh God! You feel so good!” She panted out as she gasped for air that she couldn’t seem to take in enough of. She bucked upward to match his pumps down into her.
“¡Carajo!” He roared out as he dropped his face to nuzzle her neck while he manically piston his hips in and out of the apex of her inner thighs. He was so lost in euphoria that he didn’t even notice the stinging pain on his back. “Tu coño está apretado!” Within a couple of moments of him thrusting into her, Luke felt the tell-tale flutters of her walls around him, which told him she was close. And he felt his balls tighten to his own impending climax.
“Oh, I’m going to come,” She sobbed out and Luke lifted his head to look down at her because he wanted to witness her expression when she did finally come. She still wore her glasses and the makeup on her face had streaks from the fresh tears that spilled from her eyes. “I am going to come so hard,” She proclaimed and he dropped his mouth to hers and kissed her deliciously deep for a few seconds before he pulled back and gazed down at her once more.
“Come for me, baby,” He huffed out and then hooked her left leg over his right arm and pushed it back to spread her more and deepen his reach to her cervix. “Simplemente dejar ir,” He whispered to her and as if her body understood his words, her orgasm struck her. Penelope gasped and growled low in her chest as she wrapped her arms tightly around his back, and buried her face in the nook of his neck to muffle her screams. Luke moved his arms and locked them around her back and his thrusting became even more frantic and bruising. He told himself he’d apologize later, and he’d run her a hot bath afterward so she can soothe any aches he may cause her. “¡Dios mío!” He cried out as his entire body convulsed from the sudden shock caused by the most intense orgasm he could ever recall having. He then collapsed breathlessly making sure to shift most of his weight just to his right, while resting his head just under her bosom. He tightened the hold he had on her in a possessive manner. “We are definitely not enemies or frienemies anymore, mi amor,” Luke stated as he kissed the soft skin of her underboob, and Penelope leaned down and kissed the top of his head in agreement. She knew that what they had just experienced together would delete all the negative terms she had ever called him. But mi amor had a very nice ring to it, she thought. Yes, that would certainly do.
The rough Spanish translation courtesy of spanishdict[dot]com