บท 92: Chapter 92 - Lukas

"Too fucking right, pet," I said as I hit the release for the guardrail on his table. I climbed up on the platform as the obstacle dropped to the side. "Anything off limits?" I asked, barely able to enunciate the words.

"No tickling," he said as he dropped my flesh. With both hands, he grabbed the hem of my shirt and ripped it from my body. "And leave my feet alone." He jackknifed up on the table, pulling me towards him. "Other than that, no." He ran his tongue from my belly to my neck, nibbled on my collar bone.

My head tipped back as I fought to keep the fog of lust at bay long enough to listen. "Shit, luv."

"Your list?" he asked as his fingers slid through my hair.

The feel of his fingers in my hair and his mouth against my body had the words evaporating before I could get them off my lips.

His hands tightened in my hair, angling my head back. He leaned up as he pulled my head down. "Luk, pay attention. Anything off limits for you?"