Free Saving Dallas Forever by Kim Jones

was no longer in control as Luke pushed and pulled my body, slamming me so hard onto him that I cried out. His legs disappeared from under me and my hands were forced to splay flat on the tiled floor as he positioned himself behind me on his knees and drove into me hard. I threw my head back, my damp hair a wild mess as it lay on my back. He grabbed it, wrapping the long strands around his hand and pulled. My head jerked back and I felt my forehead tighten as he pulled harder, sending an excited thrill that ran from the top of my head all the way to my soaking wet pussy. He slammed in and out of me, mercilessly. The feeling of him pushing deep inside me, hitting that sweet spot that made my toes curl, mixed with the blissful pain from my scalp, had me clawing at the bathroom floor, as I moaned in ecstasy. Nothing could ever feel better than this. I had never experienced something so powerful. No one could push me to my limits, or bring me to that thrilling destination of euphoria like Luke could. I never wanted him to leave me. I never wanted him to not be inside me. I wanted to glue myself to him and have that overwhelming feeling of completeness all the time. I wanted him to make love to me again, and again, and again, until we both passed out from exhaustion; only to wake up to him inside me, taking me, owning me once more. I wanted fatigue to be the only reason we stopped, and even then I wanted to lie on top of his body, covered in sweat, and listen to his heart beat through his chest. I knew my thoughts were not rational. I knew what I wanted was impossible, and I was in a delirious state, as a result of my sex-driven fantasies, but right now, in this moment on the bathroom floor, I couldn’t give less of a fuck about anything, but him and me and this beautiful, seventh heaven we had created.
    “Come, Dallas. I want to feel you come. Right. Fucking. Now.” Luke demanded, enforcing each word with a hard thrust that had my knees trembling. With my hair wrapped around his fist, my head pulled back and positioned to look at him, and his cock constantly working that delectable spot deep inside me, I came hard. My cries faltered as he pumped into me. He released my hair from his grip and my head dropped, my body slumping immediately. I felt Luke pull out of me just before my back was graced with the feeling of his warm release. What I once thought would be disgusting was actually soothing as Luke’s hands rubbed the results of his orgasm across my back as his large fist milked every last drop from him. “I already miss you,” he said quietly, his voice barely audible over my harsh breathing, and the sound of the shower. The steam from the hot water had engulfed the room, making it harder to catch my breath. I didn’t want to think about Luke leaving. I still wanted to dwell in the serenity of the moment. I was pulled from the floor, and stood on my feet as Luke gathered me into his arms. He held me a moment, before leading me into the shower. Now that our session of intimacy was over, it was back to the real world and questions filled my brain as I laced my fingers through my hair, massaging the soreness from my scalp.
    “How long are you going to be gone?” I asked, my eyes taking Luke in, as he soaped his body from head to toe. He looked to be in a hurry, but patiently waited while I soaked my hair completely, before stepping aside to let him under the hot spray of water.
    “I don’t know. I’ll learn more when I get over there,” he said, rinsing his body before grabbing my shoulders and turning me , so he could wash the remnants of his release off my back.
    “Who else is going?” Surely he wouldn’t go by himself.
    “Me, Regg and Marty, but Crash and Kev will be in the area, just not with us. The others will stay here.”
    “Don’t they have jobs?” I couldn’t see him, but I was sure he was smirking. I could tell by the small laugh he let out through his nose.
    “Their boss will understand.” I