“Victory is mine!” Luke hollered happily as he beat you in yet another game of FIFA. “Pay up, pretty girl.”

You let out a small giggle but made no move for your purse. “Hey Lukey.”

“Oh on,” he placed his controller down and gave you a look. “We had a deal.”

“No, I know but I was thinking,” you trailed off as your hand came to rest on his knee. “How about we make this more interesting?”

Luke raised an eyebrow at you before leaning forward to come inches away from your. “What exactly do you have in mind?”

A small smirk graced your features as you gently pushed his tall frame back against the couch. You swung one leg over his lap and soon enough you were straddling him. His hands came to rest on your hips, all thoughts of your previous deal going out the window. “Baby,” he breathed you in as he ghosted his hands up your sides before lacing them through your and pulling you close.

It was like you were bound and determined to be the death of him.

“One more game, Hemmings,” you practically purred into his ear. “Every goal made by you, and I lose an article of clothing.” You gently bit down on his earlobe before pulling away entirely. “And every goal I make, I get a piece of yours as well.”

“The odds of you winning this are slim to none baby.” Luke replied smugly, hoping this would cause you to back out before you even started.

You leaned forward again and took his bottom lip in between your teeth causing a small groan to bubble up his throat. Smirking slightly, you released his lip and stood from his lap. “Try me.”

20 minutes into the game and Luke was already shirtless as well as you. He kept getting distracted every time he glanced in your direction, your tits clad in a lacy black bra left nothing to imagination and Luke was finding it hard to focus on anything else. Much to his dismay, his eyes lingered on your frame for too long, causing you to score another goal.

Your mischievous gaze met Luke’s defeated one. “Alright Hemmings, pants off.”

With a heavy sigh Luke stood and began to unbutton his pants, quickly pulling them down his lengthy legs and stepping out of them. “Don’t be so smug, pretty girl. There’s still plenty of time left.”

“True,” you shrugged as he sat back down. “But if I get the next goal, there’s only one more item of clothing for you to lose.”

Luke gulped in the now thin air, more determined than ever to put a stop to you winning. And when another 20 minutes had passed, he had rid you of your jean shorts and you were now about to lose either your barely there black lace boy shorts or matching bra.

Luke would let you make that decision of course. After all, Liz did raise him to be a gentleman. “All you, darling,” he gestured toward your underwear clad body and prayed to the heavens above that you’d just back out, but he should’ve known better by now.

Even though you were mentally shaking, you stood with confidence and reached behind your back to unclasp your bra. Your eyes never left Luke’s as you slid your arms out of the straps and let the lace material hit the floor.

The room was unbearably silent as Luke drank in your goddess like figure. His walls were quickly crumbling the longer he looked at you. His mouth went dry and he couldn’t find the words to speak.

Thankfully, you did.

“So,” you began as you tousled your curls to cover your now bare breast. “Next goal wins?”

Luke shifted his gaze back to the paused game and nodded quickly. He mentally cursed himself for even agreeing to this deal the second he started to feel a tightening in his boxers.

You two barely made it another three minutes before Luke dropped his controller and pinned you to the couch. “Fuck this,” he muttered harshly before connecting your lips in a heated kiss. “You win, fuck God, you win.”

You smiled up at him in victory before rolling your hips up to meet his. “And what exactly is my prize, rock star?”

Luke groaned and dropped his forehead to yours as you rocked your hips forward. “Jesus Christ,” he mumbled breathlessly. “Whatever you want it to be.”

The second the words left his mouth, you quickly switched the rolls and had him successfully pinned under you. Your hips never stopped grinding down on him as you began to liter his broad chest in small, hot open mouthed kisses.

“Fucking hell,” Luke mumbled from above you as you reached the waistband of his confining boxers. You teasingly ran your finger up and down his hard length before cupping him roughly. “Do, something,” he panted, his head falling back against the armrest of the couch.

Grinning in satisfaction, you looped your fingers into the waistband of his boxers and quickly pulled them down his legs to join the rest of your forgotten clothes. His erection stood tall and proud and needy for attention, your mouth slightly watering at the sight.

You began to place feather light kisses around his pubic bone, your nails lightly racked up and down his thighs as you peeked up from your hooded eyes to get a glimpse of him.

Luke’s eyes were boring into yours, the fun, light and playful baby blues were gone and replaced with a much darker, stormy grey color that was burning with desire. He laced his fingers through your mess of curls and directed you toward his waiting cock.

“Baby, I need you,” he groaned, feeling your tongue quickly flick out to gather the pearl of pre-cum that had formed on his sensitive head. “Please.”

His silent begs was all it took. You slowly dragged your tongue up the underside of his shaft before wrapping your lips around his head and sucking him from base to tip in one fluid motion. Curses flew from above you as you hollowed out your cheeks and set a steady pace.

“Fuck, you’re so good, pretty girl.” Luke murmured, looking down at you in complete lust. “Lips look so good wrapped around my cock.”

Feeling him twitch in your mouth only drove you to push him down your throat further, causing you to gag around his dick slightly and a strand of explicts to tumble out of his mouth. He came in three hot spurts and you willingly took everything he had to offer. Giving him one final lick before kissing back up his chest and meeting his lips.

“So fucking hot,” he mumbled into between kisses. His hand lightly smacked your still clothed covered bum causing a small squeal of excitement to bubble up your throat.

The sound set a fire coursing through Luke’s bones. He quickly lifted you off of him, ridding you of the flimsy lace material that separated you from him and began pulling you upward so you were straddling his lower abdomen. He groaned when he felt your wetness drip onto his stomach and was quickly pulling you up his long torso.

“Get your sexy ass up here,” he demanded quietly just as your knees fell on either side of his face. “Oh baby,” he sighed, causing his breath to fan across your sensitive mound and a moan to slip from your lips. Luke smirked, “all this for me and I haven’t even done anything yet.” He teasing ran two fingers up and down your slit, collecting the wetness that lay there as his teeth sank into your thigh. “M’gonna wreck you, beautiful.”

“Luke,” you barely managed to choke out, your hands flying to his hair as he finally let his tongue flick over your clit. A small moan escalated from you, driving Luke you lick a long stripe up your slit before attaching his lips to your clit and sucking harshly.

“M’fucking god,” you moaned, tugging on his hair to pull him even closer. His teeth nipped at your bundle of sensitive nerves before he gently thrust his tongue deep inside you. You were shameless grinding down on his face and he enjoyed every fucking second of it. Every sound that came from you, drove him to bring you closer to your high.

When he felt you clench around his tongue, he quickly added his fingers into the mix. Sliding two into you, setting a fast pace and curling them to perfection as his mouth found its way back to your clit.

“Oh my fucking Christ,” you panted, feeling your high approaching fast. You tugged on his hair a couple of times as a warning but that only caused him to thrust his fingers deeper and his lips to suck harder. “Oh my, LUKE!”

You came undone, your body collapsing over his head as he graciously licked you clean. Your body shivered and convulsed every time he teasingly ran his tongue up your slit. When you finally gained some energy, you gripped his blonde locks and gave them a sharp tug. “Enough, Lucas.”

He grinned up at you, dropping his left eye into a wink while sliding you down his body. “Silly baby,” he chuckled into your neck, flipping you under him and attaching his lips to your neck. “I’ve only just begun.”