Free Life's Next Chapter by Sarah Goodman

my waist. I do the same thing with the other hand. I feel his fingers slowly start to move. I gently rest my hands on his jaw, rubbing my fingers through his two days worth of stubble. “Luke, please look at me.” I quietly plead against his neck. I kiss him softly along his neck. He moves his head forward, and I know his eyes are open. “I’m so sorry.”
    I lean back, and Luke just looks into my eyes. No words are spoken, but I can hear everything he’s saying in his touch. Moving his hands under my shirt, I feel heat against my skin. His hands are so warm; his fingers caressing my rib cage ignite feelings that scare the hell out of me, but I’ve never wanted anything more. I’m the one who jumped into his lap; I will control this situation we’ve found ourselves in. I’ll bring him back to me. I can’t stand watching him fall into these black holes. It tears my heart out. Glazed green eyes still stare at me. He hasn’t blinked, or even moved. Just his fingers are doing all the work.
    I gently grab his face and press my lips against his. Slowly he opens his mouth, and my tongue plunges in, wanting to take his mind off the nightmares that consume him. Still cupping his face, pulling back, I bite his lip. “Luke, touch me!” I beg and attack his mouth, again. Luke’s one hand leaves my side, and I hear the click of the seat belt. He grabs my hips and forcefully moves me up his harden shaft. Then he pulls my shirt off, and leans me back, so he can take my body in.
    “Jesus…Kate,” are the first words he says to me. He keeps rubbing us against each other, my clit starts to throb, my nipples are like stones, and my breasts are so full. He leans down and feasts on the swell of my breasts. I let out a whimper. I haven’t been touched like this in forever. I want more; I can’t stop it. Reaching behind my back, I unsnap my bra and throw it onto the seat.
    Luke reaches up and palms one of my breasts then brings his scorching tongue to my other breast. His tongue licks, sucks, and nibbles on my nipple while his hand pinches and rolls the other one. He makes my body shiver as if I were stranded in the cold, yet I’m sweating from the touch of his hands. I’m going to combust. I need to feel his cock. Unbuttoning his jeans, I reach into his boxers and fist his cock. Luke hisses and presses his head back into the seat. His cock feels like granite, yet soft as velvet. I continue to pump my hand over the length of his impressive cock.
    Luke looks utterly lost and in pain. I have no clue if I’m making this better for him, or worse, he’s said two words to me since all of this started. I can only hope what I am doing is making him forget the horrid visions that keep coming into his life. I scoot off his lap and kneel on the floor of the truck. The glove compartment is digging into my back, but I don’t care. I want Luke to feel something, anything to bring him back to me. After spending so many nights wondering what he would feel like in my hands and what he would taste like on my tongue, I want to taste him. With my help he pulls his jeans and boxers down over his hips. I dart my tongue along the bulging vein of his cock. He inhales a deep breath, and I take him completely into my mouth. Luke’s body flexes and his legs tense. My tongue and lips are devouring him, sucking forcefully.
    He grabs me by the shoulders and gently pulls me up. He kisses me hard and desperate. He needs more, his kisses are telling me he needs more. I draw away and stare into his lost eyes.
    Why can’t he talk to me? He licks his lips and I am gone. Looking down at his penis, still at attention. I unbutton my shorts and pull them off, along with my panties. I can feel his need for me; I need him. I’m in pure heaven, right now, and all I can think is I want him inside of me. I need to feel him move inside me.
    Once I am in position, I place the head of his shaft at my opening, and without hesitation, impale myself on him. He growls deep