Is It Worth the Risk?
There was a soft tap on the apartment door. Claire quickly moved to open it, revealing Luke. He entered quietly, and as promised, her boyfriend was passed out on the couch; a result of inebriety from the bar. Claire continued to occupy the same outfit as when she'd left the bar, which included a green cold shoulder top and black leggings. Aside from ditching her shoes, nothing else had changed.
As Luke strolled in, he smirked, "I really liked how you touched my shoulders earlier tonight."
Luke replied with a hint of desire, "I want to touch more of you."
Recalling their exchange at the bar, Claire either mocked or reminisced, "We met there when you stopped in to pick up your take out order. Your boyfriend offered to buy you a shot, and you accepted." Her boyfriend had been thoroughly intoxicated, so naturally, Luke didn't have to yell to converse. Instead, he leaned in close to Claire, leaving her ear exposed for more intimate dialogue.
"You look absolutely stunning tonight." Luke carelessly caressed her bare shoulder, creating an immediate response from Claire's body.
A message flowed to pure lust; "I'll send you a picture in just a moment to show you I'm safe at home."
A snapshot soon followed, depicting a motionless boyfriend on Claire's snazzy couch. Luke stammered, "I'm leaving car now."
Claire's response was immediate. "My god, I'm so horny, just hurry here."
At this point, Luke was no longer sane as he glanced at her message. Completely oblivious to her boyfriend's unresponsive state, he walked towards his vehicle. A mere two minutes passed before he received Claire's eager text.
"I'm coming back over to your place. Hurry."
It did not take long for him to lug his body to the car. As he drove, he imagined her.
Once they reached the apartment, Claire’s boyfriend was still sound asleep. Luke subconsciously deterred him physically, causing Claire to gripe, "You can't be here."
However, the lust-laden Luke was far from deterred. "He's asleep. I'm not coming back after this."
Their sexual needs made them question their own sanity as Claire finally responded. "Okay, but be quick; this is so risky." Claire tried to smile through her worries, still captivated by the sexually driven Luke. "You're worth it."
Their passion led to the ultimate forbidden meeting in the bedroom; an unthinkable act, given the comatose person lying on the couch. Her body cried out as Luke locked the door and kissed her shoulders, awakening a small moan from Claire.
Tugging at her leggings, Claire whispered, "I don't know how much of this we'll have to go through before we get caught. Be quick."
Despite their worries, Luke sensually slid a finger into her bra strap and played it free. In an erratic fashion, Luke leaned in for a lingering kiss before moving on to her green top.
"If I make you come too hard, you'll fall, and he might wake up." She catered to Luke's needs, enjoying herself regardless of the consequences.
Payloaded with erotic intent, Luke replied, "I know, I want to fuck you properly this time."
Luke brushed off her blouse, the remaining bra forming a perfect support for her firm breasts. Craving every inch of her, he moved towards her sex. She whispered anxiously about the visual and audio cues of their forbidden encounter. Luke persistently set his mind on refraining from that particular act, solely focused on touching her with his mouth.
"Please, let's just get your cock inside of me." Claire's voice communicated desperation. Despite her belief that he was being a tease, Luke gently kissed her lips, sharing a sensual experience the likes of she'd never had before. For a moment, time halted, until Luke's pants somehow disappeared as well.
Forcing himself inside her, he strove to match the limits of her soon-to-be grinding movements. He never intended for this to be a one-way experience, so he climbed on top of her.
"I know it's been way too long!" proclaimed Claire. Luke reiterated her claim.
They matched up in rhythm, each sip of air she took drew a breath from him. When he caught her eyes, he consumed her soul with his own. However, Luke's most nearly ensnared moment was when they both interlocked hands and passionately shared their desire.
Claire's immediate reaction to this was "Oh my god, this feels so good. Fuck, I need your dick!"
Bound by desire, Luke briefly but unexpectedly changed his course. Instead of penetrating her, he dived into the mission of tasting her, so he swiftly crawled between her thighs. Her wetness reached new heights. Though consumed by desire, it wasn't lost on Claire that it might draw attention from the sleeping boyfriend.
"Oh my God, please!" she begged. Almost willingly, Luke destroyed her pillar of strength, her inner core convulsed multiple times.
Luke beamed, rushing between her thighs to alleviate her desire, yet fulfill his own. Their mutual joy allowed the time and weight to momentarily pause its relentless march.
Despite his initial reservation, Luke did as she wished and claimed his want within her. The sounds growing louder and fainter, they felt their boundary between them as their conscious minds tried to sync themselves. Claire grasped Luke's shoulders in moments of extreme pleasure, echoing the feeling he had a few hours ago when they had sex the last time.
"Hurry, I'm about to puke, just get inside of me!"
"You give me such awesome stretches, holy shit," she panted. Luke was about to go back to her nipple, but she stopped him by pulling his lips away. "We don't have time for it. I just want to orgasm with you."
Luke couldn't refuse those intense eyes. He sped up slightly and kept our gaze locked. Claire dug her fingernails deeper into his back. He gripped her hips and squeezed with every thrust, each movement becoming more urgent. She allowed herself the loudest moan she was capable of and pressed her forehead against his. She wrapped her legs around him, causing a response that made her push him even deeper within her, resulting in involuntary small moans escaping her lips.
"Fuck me. Give me an orgasm. I'm yours."
That was enough. Claire felt herself shudder from climaxing underneath him, and Luke couldn't wait to finish inside her, but he managed to pull out and cum all over her stomach. She had covered her mouth as she climaxed with both hands, managing to suppress most of her screams. Claire stroked Luke as he finished. They were now a pile of contented kisses, licks, laughs, and bites.
Neither of them wanted to let go but they both knew they had to.
"I can do it again," Luke whispered after another tender kiss on her lips. Claire lovingly caressed his cock.
"I know you can, but you have to go now," she said with regret. Luke reluctantly put his clothes back on and opened her bedroom door, where he was met by more of her boyfriend's snoring from down the hallway.
"Are you sure?"
"Go!" she whispered quietly but with conviction. Luke smiled at her one more time, and then she could hear him closing the front door a few seconds later.
Claire pushed herself off the bed and confirmed her boyfriend was still asleep. She then went into the bathroom to clean up.
I need to change those sheets. And maybe burn some incense. I really want more of Luke, I wish he was still here making me orgasm over and over. This is already risky enough. She ripped a piece of toilet paper from the roll and wiped her stomach. After tossing the first piece away, she took out her phone and texted him.
Claire: Thanks.
Luke: Thanks. I love making you orgasm.
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