I rolled around in bed trying to get comfortable, trying to get to sleep! I looked up at the alarm clock 2:15 god why couldn't I get him out of my head? It's been almost 2 years since I last saw Luke, but still thoughts of him and our time together continued to keep me awake at night.
We were only together for about 8 months but they were 8 very hot months! He was sexy as hell, his light brown hair fell in folds over his forehead and I used to love tucking it behind his ear so I could gaze into his gorgeous hazel eyes. His body was well toned with muscles in all the right places, and a cock that would make any girls eyes water!
He also has a tattoo, a small heart on his left shoulder, with my name in it, Jenny.
I do have a new boyfriend now his name is John and he's nice, I'm not really sure it's going anywhere though and I don't want to hurt him but nice isn't enough for me, I need more, I need heat, I need passion, I need Luke.
The more I thought about Luke the harder it was to get to sleep, I was reliving our time together over and over in my head and it was making me horny. I closed my eyes and imagined he was in the bed beside me, gazing up at me, giving me his sexy slow smile, the one that let me know he was going to touch me.
I was lost in my memories now, everything was real, my senses were heightened, I could feel his presence, and I could smell his aftershave, my hand was now his hand as it stroked its way down my stomach and rested just above my throbbing clit. I desperately wanted him to touch me and my hand sunk into my pussy, my lips were moist and I worked two fingers in and out, the way Luke used to.
I fucked myself gently, soaking my fingers in my pussy then drawing them out to work on my clit. Writhing around on the bed I worked myself into a delicious frenzy, tormenting myself, grinding my arse into the mattress as I gradually increased my own pleasure.
Moan after moan began to escape from my mouth as I struggled to control my own breathing. My climax was nearing as I feverishly fucked myself with my hand, with Luke's hand, my other urgently rubbing at my clit.
I could feel my orgasm building in my stomach, threatening to explode at any second, I saw Luke's face, I screamed out his name, then I came, I came which such intensity that the room spun and my vision blurred, Luke always did give the best orgasms.
I woke up late the next morning, grateful of the sleep and the tingling feeling that still remained between my legs. Boiling the kettle for my regular morning coffee fix I remembered it was Saturday and I had a party to go to tonight. I had better call John and remind him to pick me up, we could both use a good night out and this party sounded perfect.
Later that evening after a very long bath and a very short black dress I was ready to have some fun. Sitting in John's car, five minutes away from the party I began to get excited, it had been ages since I last went out. The car pulled up outside the club and I made my way to the entrance, John tagging behind.
As I walked in all eyes turned to me, I knew my legs looked long and luscious in my short dress, my tits firm and snug at my cleavage. My long brown hair hung loosely down my shoulders and glistened under the flashing lights. I liked the attention I was getting as I headed for the bar for the first of many drinks I would have that evening.
An hour into my partying and I was having a great time, drinking and dancing and really letting my hair down, I left John sitting in one of the booths, he wasn't much of a dancer anyway. As my eyes searched the dance floor for any possible eye candy, I froze, our eyes met at the same time across the crowded dance floor. Luke.
My legs felt weak and my heart began to race, he was coming over to me and I had no idea what was about to happen, what I would say, I felt sick and excited and the tingle came back between my legs.
"Jenny"
"Luke" I managed to breathe
