His / l.h ✔️

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~Asteria's POV~

"You really mean I have to drive an hour to your house when I want to see you?" Luke whined as I headed into his bedroom, his footsteps following close behind me. He'd just gotten back home after dropping Daniela back off at her house, so it was now around ten PM.

I couldn't help but to smile slightly as he shut the bedroom door and locked it, glancing at him over my shoulder. "Well, it's not like I have many options. I don't have a car to come to you." I sighed, watching as a pout formed on his full lips. It was cute to see him being so pouty. "I could buy you a car." He offered, causing me to glare at him. He sealed his lips shut, already knowing exactly what that look meant. "Not happening." I stated curtly. A deep sigh left his lips as he watched me happily fall back into his comfortable bed, the smell of brown sugar greeting me as I did so. "Fine. No buying you a car." He mumbled, frowning.

Luke came and got into bed beside me after a moment, a new look on his face that told me he had yet another idea. "What about..." He nervously looked down and cleared his throat, biting his lip. "Obviously it's okay if you feel like you're not ready for this, but...what if you were to just move in with me?" He suggested softly, clearly feeling anxious about my response. I paused for a second and bit my lip as I stared at him, considering it.

Obviously I had never lived with a boyfriend before. Most people probably would've thought that three months was too short of a time period to move in with someone, especially when you've only been dating one of those three months. However, I decided I wasn't sure that it mattered. Luke was a twenty five year old man and he had no shame in asking me to move in, which told me he felt confident in us. He didn't think it was too soon and, honestly, neither did I. After all, people have moved in with people they've met on the internet. Why couldn't I move in with Luke?

"You'd really want that?" I beamed, my heart swelling with affection. He smiled. "Yes. To be honest, I've been wondering what it would be like to have you here as my girlfriend since you first made me breakfast." He admitted sheepishly, a little grin on his lips. I couldn't help but to snort, crawling over to him with a stupid smile on my face. "I'd love to." I hummed, crawling into his lap and straddling him.

He smiled softly and gripped my hips, staring up at me with a glint in his eye. I felt him slowly slip his hands around to my backside before he grabbed my ass and squeezed tightly, pushing me against him harder. "I still haven't forgotten about how you rode me and then didn't let me finish." He murmured, causing me to blush. I had hoped that we'd never speak of that again. "Sorry." I whispered, earning a soft hum from him. He squeezed tighter and let out a hum, my breathing beginning to grow heavier as I softly rocked back and forth against him. "I'll accept your apology when I have you on top of me with my cock in your pussy." He negotiated.

A soft moan left my lips as I pushed my hips against his harder, feeling the large bulge he hid in his boxers. "So big." I whimpered, causing him to growl softly. "I can feel how warm you are down there. Are you getting all wet for me, Star?" He purred, nipping at my neck. I moaned again, nodding my head. "Mhm." I gasped, fumbling to grasp the hem of his shirt. He took it off and slid his hands down to my thighs, peering up at me as he leaned back onto his elbows. "Take off your clothes." He murmured, not leaving a hint of negotiation in his tone. This was a demand.

Blushing, I peered down at him and ignored his words, scooting off of his lap. I got between his legs and he watched as I took his boxers off, tossing them to the floor. The sight of his hard cock made me wet my panties further, softly grabbing him around his thick base. He had the prettiest cock. So thick and long, with a soft pink head. Small veins led up his smooth shaft, a soft hum leaving me as I slowly sucked the head of his cock into my mouth. I playfully swirled my tongue around his tip and heard him grown, a large hand grabbing a hold of my hair. "That's it, little star." He hissed, forcing me down his cock more.