Resistance • l.h.

Fourty

The next morning, I woke up because Mother Nature was calling my name.

I groaned silently when I realized Luke still had his arm around me securely, snoring lightly. I tried removing his grip without waking him but before I could get up, he had pulled me back, grumbling my name.

"Where ya going?" He asked, his voice ten times deeper from sleep. God, it was sexy.

"I gotta pee!" I said squirming.

He moaned a refusal but let me go. I padded over to the bathroom, completely naked. I shivered at the loss of his warmth. After using the restroom, I took a look at myself in the mirror. My lips were slightly swollen, hair tangled so badly it probably needed a whole bottle of conditioner. There were a couple dark bruises on my neck, and I blushed at the sight.

Climbing back into bed, Luke slung his arm over me and tugged me closer to his body.

"I don't feel like doing anything today..." Luke whined, letting out a weary breath.

"Mmm I don't either," I said dreamily, feeling his arms wrap around me even tighter. I could feel his morning wood pressing into my ass and I started moved slightly. Who doesn't like a good tease?

Obviously not him.

He shot his hand up to my hips, pausing their mobility.

"Just what exactly you think you're doing?" His voice was full of authority. God.

"Nothing," I hummed, getting up to straddle him, my legs on either side.

Luke sank his teeth into his bottom lip and look up at me. "God, I'm so lucky," he whispered and I smiled broadly.

I bent down to give him a closed mouth kiss, afraid of morning breath. Moving my ass over his crotch, I begin grinding once more, harder this time.

"Jesus," he hissed, putting an arm over his face. "You're a f.ucking liar."

I frowned in curiosity. "About what?"

"There's no way you were a virgin yesterday."

I laughed, putting both my hands on his chest. "I was. It's what happens when you're sexually frustrated for too long," I partially joked.

It wasn't long before Luke flipped us both over so that I was on my hands and knees, his hand coming in contact with my ass.

I yelped in surprise, feeling my my core becoming wetter by the second.

"All that f.ucking teasing! You've been an awfully bad girl, Angel. You like that don't you?" He asked, rubbing my ass up and down before bringing another smack to it.

"Yes," I said, trying my best not to whimper.

"You know what bad girls get? They get punished." Luke used his length to rub up and down my opening, and that was enough for me to become needy again.

He pounded into me without warning and I cried out, holding onto the bed sheets. I felt every inch of him, as his body hovered over mine protectively. My toes curled up as I moaned so loud that all of Chicago could probably hear. He took my hair and bundled it up into a ponytail, pulling on it harshly as he rammed through me.

His hand comes down on my backside as he takes me, making me clench around him.

"Oh god," he moaned before doing it again and again.

"Come for me. Now!" He ordered me and I released around him, panting and shaking like a dog. As soon as I was about to get up to take a shower, he laid me back down, shoving his hand in between my legs.

"Where do you think you're going? I'm not done yet, baby," he chuckled darkly and I whimpered when I felt him lick my already sensitive core.

By my second orgasm, I was begging for Luke to stop. I pushed at his hands, squirming to get away.

"Luke, I c-cant!"

"Yes you can, baby."

I came again, my back arching off the bed, and Luke stared at my body in awe. "Oh my God."

"What?" I murmured curtly, still mildly annoyed that he wore me out like that.

He bit down on his lip again. "You're so f.ucking hot, Angel," he growled, placing small kisses on my throat and cheek. "I don't even need to come...seeing you come apart is good enough for me."

I bushed at his words.

"I'm never gonna get enough."

Ok. No more smut for now lol. Sorry for the people who didn't like it, it'll go back to the main story next chapter. To the people who did, glad you liked it bc it was weird and a first for me soooo
Also, they did amazing at the teen choice awards. And they looked hot af. Poor Michael was sick and he still rocked it.
(Ignore repost of this chapter, I had to change somethings)