Spent - Part 1 (Spent, a New Adult Romance, MMA Series) (7 page)

“Because I know I still love it, I just have to find my inspiration again,” Luke half smiles as he finishes off beer number two.
 

I quickly finish off my beer. My head is slowly beginning to haze from the sly effects of the delicious liquid, but right now, I don’t care. For some reason, being here, in this ring, sitting next to a sexy man with a rocky past, is causing me to remember my childhood. The bruises and tears and harsh words that encompassed my upbringing are things that I have done well to suppress. None of which I want to be reminded of tonight.
 

“I need another beer,” I mutter.
 

Luke smiles, “No problem, ma’am.”

Without thinking, I reach across him to grab a beer myself, feeling that his movement to get me one was just too slow for how badly I’m wanting it. As I lean over, I stumble slightly from the haze the beer is having over me. My hands land on his thighs as I try to brace myself from falling over. I gasp, but I can’t move. The warmth radiating through his pants from his skin feels so good against the palms of my hands. I look up at him from under my eyelashes.
 

Hot lips are on mine in an instant, begging my mouth to give into him. I feel my body quake against the sudden onset of pleasure. Moaning softly against his lips, I part my mouth, permitting him the access he so desperately seeks. The taste of beer and the unique and delicious flavor of Luke flood my taste buds as his tongue penetrates into my mouth.
 

Luke suddenly pulls away, leaving me panting from the hasty removal of pleasure that his mouth was giving me. My body quakes, the aching in the muscles deep below my stomach make me yearn for his touch.

“I.. I’m sorry,” he stammers.
 

I stare at him wide eyed, “Don’t be. I liked it.”

Even though he’s smiling, Luke’s expression appears downcast. I can’t stand to see him look so sad. Whether it’s the beer fueling me, or the fact that this handsome guy is spending time with me and has had a rough past like me, I feel the urge to find some sort of way to make him happy…

Arching forward, I lean in and kiss him.
 

Luke’s arms are around me in an instant. Easing me up onto his lap, his massive hands run along the curves of my body as he returns my kisses. His kisses are demanding, but soft and gentle at the same time. My body eases against his, submitting to his tender touch.
 

Slowly, his hands work their way down to the hem of my shirt. I want him to go faster, because it’s been so long since I’ve had any kind of stimulation. But the way that he touches me draws me in, giving me the patience I need as his deft fingers work their way along the bottom of my shirt.
 

He gradually eases my shirt up along my body. His rough knuckles brush against my sensitive skin, sending shocks of pleasure coursing throughout my entire body. Our lips remain passionately locked in their demanding embrace until my shirt finally reaches the nape of my neck. Moving away from me, Luke gently tugs my shirt over my head and off of my body.
 

Hazel eyes stare into mine as his chest brushes against mine. I shift slightly, wanting so badly to feel him bare against my skin, but I’m hindered by my bra. With his eyes never straying away from mine, though, I’m quickly drawn away from the discomfort my bra is giving me. All that matters right now is staring into the beautiful blue and green orbs that are shining back at me.
 

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, his tone soft and sincere.
 

“Thank you,” my voice comes out cracked. I wasn’t expecting anything so affectionate out of all of this.
 

Smiling softly, Luke leans in closer and kisses me. His soft lips gently brush against mine as he wraps his arms around me and grasps the clasp of my bra. With nimble fingers, he works to unhinge the restraint that is holding me back from the one thing I really want right now.
 

The tight lace sags against my skin once the latch has been removed. With ease, Luke slides the fabric away from my body, revealing my bare chest. Taking in a deep breath, I lean my body closer into his, allowing the sensitive flesh of my nipples to brush against his firm chest. The feeling of skin on skin courses through my body the moment we touch, sending waves of pleasure to the muscles deep below my stomach. I begin to feel my vagina quickly dampen with the wetness of my desire.
 

Luke gently tugs at my bottom lip with his teeth as he runs his hands across the aching mounds of my breasts. My hands greedily run along his massive chest, absorbing all of the delicious contours of his powerful body. Soft tufts of chest hair tantalize my sensitive skin as my fingertips brush over the coarse fibers.

His fingers brush against my nipples, sending electricity shooting through my body. I moan softly against his lips as my body slumps gently into his, submitting itself to his delicate touch. Luke smiles against my lips and looks down into my eyes. His dilated pupils let me knew that he’s also feeling the buzz from the alcohol, but I don’t care. All I want is for the pleasurable sensations his body is giving me to not stop.
 

Suddenly, he moves around my head and plunges his mouth down onto my left nipple. I shriek out of both pleasure and surprise. The sensation is intoxicatingly good and only adds to the swimming sensations the alcohol had already given me. Expertly, his lips and tongue work along the firm bud, drawing it into his mouth and sending me further into ecstasy.
 

My fingers lace through his hair as I pull him in closer to my chest. He complies by sucking and tracing his teeth gently along the sensitive skin, building up my impending climax even further. I quickly begin to feel the inner walls of my vagina begin to pulse with pleasure as I feel my orgasm building stronger.
 

Luke’s mouth jumps to my other nipple and quickly begins working on it the way he did with my other. I gasp, realizing that this nipple is far more sensitive than the other one was. My grip against the back of his head grows tighter as I rapidly begin to climb. He moves his hand over the nipple he began with first and teasingly begins to grate his fingers along the saturated pert skin. My skin flushes as my head begins to spin from the rising level of pleasure.
 

I cry out as my body quakes against his touch, my climax forcing my muscles to twitch against Luke’s body. He doesn’t draw away, but continues his erotic torture of tugging and licking and sucking. It’s been too long since I’ve had anyone spend this much time to draw out my pleasure and my pleasure alone. The sweet sensation and the combination of the buzz from the alcohol causes hot tears to threaten to break free from the corners of my eyes. Taking in a deep breath, I stifle the tears and savor the high Luke is flooding through my body.
 

As I start to come down from my high, Luke pulls away from me and grins, “That was rather quick.”

I frown, “Sorry. It’s been awhile.”
 

“Oh no, I liked it,” he cups my chin and tilts my head up, “You’re stunning when you come.”
 

I blush, “Thank you.”

“No,” he winks, “Thank you. Now I’ve got to find out what else on you I can make blush.”
 

I feel my skin flush from the heat of my desire over his words. With his strong arms, Luke guides me off of him as he rises up. Standing up, he hooks his fingers along the elastic of my shorts and slowly begins to ease them down. My panties go down with them as he runs them past my thighs and completely off of my body. I step out of my pants but I don’t give him enough time to look before I lower down onto my knees in front of him.
 

“What’re you doing?” He grins while eyeing me suspiciously.
 

“I’ve been dying to see what’s inside these pants,” I smirk as I hook my fingers along the elastic of his shorts.
 

Before he can respond, I swiftly yank down his shorts. His shaft springs out of his pants before I even have them completely down around his thighs. Its length alone causes my eyes to widen with surprise as his shaft juts through the empty air between us. His girth makes my mouth water with anticipation of having his delicious root inside of me.
 

I plunge my mouth over his shaft, running my lips along his incredible length.
 

“Oh fuck!” Luke cries out in surprise as he grasps a handful of my hair.
 

I smile against his shaft from the pleasing reward his words alone give me. Swirling my tongue along the tip of his shaft, my taste buds are immediately bewitched by the salty beads he’s producing for me. I lap up the delicious nectar as I continue to run my mouth further along his root.
 

Moving my tongue away from his tip, I begin tracing along the bottom of his shaft, finding all of the wonderful bulges of his throbbing veins. Luke moans as he leans his head back slightly, arching his pelvis further into me so that I can take in more of him. My hands brace against his backside, feeling the firmness of his tight ass, as I ease him into me even more.
 

Taking him in as deep as I can, I tighten my lips’ embrace around his succulent cock and begin to pull away from him, ensuring that my tongue glides along his veins as I do it. Luke’s body heaves with pleasure from the sensation. I can feel the muscles along his backside begin to tighten against my grip as I slowly ease away from him. Once my lips can feel the hard layer that denotes the beginning of his tip, I quickly plunge my mouth back down against him.
 

Luke lets out a deep moan through gritted teeth as his grip against my hair grows tighter. The muscles along his pelvis rapidly tighten against my lips, causing me to smile. I soon realize that it’s probably been a while for him, too, since he’s building up so rapidly. Quickly, I pull away from him again, dragging my lips along his swollen cock to give him the delicious tight friction his body so desperately craves.
 

Before I can plunge back down, Luke tugs at my hair, pulling me completely away from his shaft. Sighing, I look up and pout at him once I realize that he’s denying me from being able to pleasure him completely with my mouth.
 

Panting, he holds me steady in front of him for a moment. His hazel eyes stare into mine as I look up at him from under my eyelashes, awaiting his directive. A soft smile slowly eases its way across his face. I can’t resist. I smile back, dropping my fake pout that I was hoping would be good enough to make him want me to return to my task.
 

“I’m not going to be much fun for you if you keep that up,” he smirks.
 

“I found
you
to be quite fun,” I retort, my eyes never straying from his.
 

He smiles broadly, “I still need to make you blush.”
 

Releasing his hold against my hair, Luke swiftly begins to kick away at his shorts until they’re completely off of his body. I smile as I watch him eagerly disrobe, reveling in the gorgeous display of ripped muscles flexing against the bright lighting within the arena. Quickly, he kneels down beside me. Firm hands grip my shoulders as he eases me down onto the mat beneath us. The smell of blood and sweat invade my nostrils, quickly bringing me back to the reality of the situation as Luke slowly eases his way on top of me.
 

“Won’t somebody see us?” I whisper, nervously looking along either side of me.
 

Luke chortles, “Doubtful. Even if there’s anybody left in the building, they won’t have a need to come back in here,” he leans forward and brushes his lips against my ear, sending a chill through my body, “Relax, Tasha. I’m going to make you blush again.”
 

I let out a deep breath as Luke slowly eases his way down away from my face. He plants soft kisses against my mounds, then trails his lips further down along my torso. Goosebumps grace their way across my sensitive skin as he continues his way down. I let out a soft moan as I realize what he’s about to do when his lips pass my navel.
 

His mouth eases its way down to my throbbing sex and meets the wetness my vagina has been so eagerly making ever since he and I started our erotic game. I patiently hold back my sex, as it impatiently wants to thrust itself towards his face, but I’m too interested in what he’s going to do to me to let it ruin the moment. Soft lips trail their way further down until they meet the soft outer folds that I so desperately want him to touch.
 

“You’re so wet, Tasha,” he whisper against my folds, blowing cool air against the hot sensitive skin.
 

I moan. I’m beyond the point of coherent conversation. All I want right now is for his mouth to send me into orgasmic euphoria. I suck in a deep breath as his lips flutter against my delicate folds, teasing me to the point of agony. Lacing my fingers through his thick copper hair, I hold on tight, knowing that I’m about to be taken along a ride through a blissful high.
 

He plunges his mouth against my sex, causing me to cry out from the sudden onset of intense pleasure. Every part of me down there feels so swollen as his soft lips embrace them. It’s been so long since my body has been able to surrender, the ecstasy of this connection was almost impossible to bear.
 

As his lips press against my clitoris, I feel my body quickly begin to rise. Primally, my body arches, pressing my sex against his face and encouraging him to go deeper. Luke smiles soft against my aching bud and quickly juts out his tongue. The tantalizing sensation of his rough and pleasurable tongue swirling against the sweet bud of my clitoris is nearly too much for me. My grip against the back of his head tightens as I cry out, my body rapidly building to the point of no return.
 

With the final flicks of his tongue, my skin flushes with the heat of my building pleasure. I can feel my head begin to cloud from the combination of alcohol and another orgasm. My eyes look down to watch as his beautiful copper hair sways with the motions of his pleasurable mouth. I’m so close, but for a moment, all I want to do is watch him pleasure me. Suddenly, one of his hands moves up against my right breast. With his fingers, he begins to grate against my tender nipple, causing me to escalate rapidly, until it’s just too much.