Chapter 3 Supposed make up sex I

Cassandra fixes the drink and slides the shot in front of Chloe. She downs it without bothering with salt or lime and chase the tequila with a long sip of my mixed drink. that's strong. She didn't even have to ask Cassandra to pour her a double. She just did it on her own.

Chloe finishes her drink and a passing bartender quirks an eyebrow at me to ask if she wants another. But she merely shakes her head, and put out a few bills on the table. It's time to make-up with Luke. More than once, They have had frenzied sex after re-declaring their love for one another, but this time, she decided to settle for a gentle kiss if that's all he wants.

Chloe decides to apologize for the rude things she said and the screaming.

"I'll tell him that I'm going to be more supportive of his career, and he'll apologize to me for being such a jerk, too. It'll be fine." She murmurs to herself, playing the perfect little make up scene in her head.

With that, she picks up her purse, wave goodbye to Cassandra, and step out of the Hard Swallow.

Chloe made her way back to Luke's house. It was already dark and she almost get lost, but then she sees a huge shadow, and sure enough, it's the Holts' mansion.

Fumbling for the key, she let herself into the huge house. Luke gave her the key a few months back, so she had no qualms about letting herself in. The downstairs is dark but maybe everyone's already in bed, she thought. Then, she lock the door behind her and drops her purse on the floor without bothering to turn on the light in the foyer. Giggling, she kicks the bag to the side. Her shoes join it in a heap by the door because she was too tired to line them up nicely.

Hmm, where's Luke?

Probably in bed, she is feeling a little bit horny now.

"It must be the walk that did it to me," she said, trying to convince herself as to why she's feeling horny at the moment. "Or maybe, it's just the alcohol doing something to my system."

"Maybe I won't tell apologise to Luke, I can just show him. Oooh yeah. Make-up sex can be fun, even he isn't exactly a stallion in bed. At least he has a decent sized tool, even if he's not humongous." she speaks to herself, giggling as she finds her way to the stairs.

She puts her hand on the bannister and begin to creep up the stairs in the dark. For some reason, she could not stop giggling and she slaps her hand over her mouth to keep them from bubbling out. She was pretty sure Luke's Dad, Matthew was around, and she doesn't want to wake him up. As she gets to the top of the landing, a long hallway greets her. The Holts live in a mansion, so there are at least five or six bedrooms, plus an office that Luke's Dad, Matthew, uses. But Luke's room is easy to find. He's way at the back, last door on the left. Slowly, she creeps forward, one hand along the wall to make sure she doesn't bump into anything.

When she gets to Luke's room, it's dark and the door's shut tightly. Her plans were to slip under the covers beside him, and then the shenanigans will begin.

Slowly, her hand turns the knob and she slips inside. There's just a bit of moonlight coming through the sliver in the blinds, and she can see a man's enormous form lying on the bed. Giggling again, she strip off her clothes, her curves hot and ready, and climb onto the mattress next to him.

"Hi," she whispered. "Ready for some fun, big boy?" she asks, skimming one hand down that sculpted back. Wow. She doesn't remember Luke being that muscular, but the thickness feels good under her palm. She run her hand back up, marveling at the definition and feel of solid flesh. Then, she press a kiss to his shoulder. "Wake up," she purrs throatily. "I'm ready."

And with that, the best night of her life begins.

Chloe pressed a gentle kiss to that sculpted back, but then suddenly, everything changes. A muscular arm wraps around her torso and flips her around so that she is face first in the mattress.

"Fuck," a low growl sounds. "Are you sure you want this?"

Chloe pants a bit. Luke isn't so aggressive usually, but then again, we had a bad fight.

"Yes," she whispered softly. "I'm ready," she say while parting her thighs in invitation. He lets out another low growl, and she could feel those blue eyes roaming up and down her form hungrily. She waggles her ass to tease him and attempt to turn over, but one big hand presses her face into the mattress so that she can't move. Her breasts are smashed flat, and somehow, he's pinned her legs down so that she's deliciously entrapped.

"Oh baby girl," he rasps at the back of her. "How I've wanted to see you like this."

Chloe stills for a moment. "What is he talking about? Of course we've had sex before, but maybe he means this particular position. After all, Luke is a missionary type of guy and doesn't like to experiment, ever. They've only done doggie once or twice, and he didn't seem to enjoy it much.

But tonight, clearly everything is going out the window because Luke seem hungry. Chloe feels his big hands stroking her back, and then going lower to squeeze her buttocks. Then, he leans down to take a bite of her ass, and she yelp.

"Wha..?"

But Luke cuts her off.

"Meaty and juicy, just the way I like it," he growls throatily before pressing a kiss to the pink wetness between her legs. Oh god, that feels good! She let out a moan and lift her hips a bit, giving him better access. The man laughs deep in his throat and kisses her there again, enjoying her slick folds.

"Fuck baby girl, you taste so good," he croons. "Shit, I can't wait to get into this." Then, he slips his tongue into her pussy and she lets out a sharp cry.

"Oh god!"

"Yes," the man groans while lapping at her swollen pussy. "You like this don't you? Let go, sweetheart. Allow yourself to feel."

Chloe's gushing like a geyser now, and squirm in embarrassment. Luke doesn't usually let her get so aroused because he doesn't like things "so squishy" down there. He says it's dirty, yucky, and sticky, which means that she's usually just a six on the arousal scale.

But tonight, clearly, he's bent on making up for their cruel words to each other, or so, she thought. Luke slips his tongue inside her again, and her pussy pulses as she muffles her screams in the pillow.

"Yes!" she pants, twisting her nipples as he licks her clit and then taps her bottom hole with one finger.