The fucking starts to get harder and harder. My body isbanged with each thrust. I reach up and grab onto the Luke's back. Histhrusts are strong and de...ermined. I feel his muscles with each thrust. I take my fingernails and dig into his back and I him him grunt. Iscratch down his back and side. This pushes Luke to fuck harder. The pillowis pressed harder over my face. I reach up to his back again and scratchlonger this time down his back and side. Again, this pushes his fuckinginto more thrusts,. I love what you did for me last night. It was insanely intense." But not off the scale," I conceded. "I'm not your bad boy fantasy. That's fine. I can live with that." I wish you wouldn't put it like that, David. You're the fantasy husband I never thought I'd have. You don't have to be anything more for me. I hope you believe that."She had pulled the nightshirt up over her head and dropped it on the floor. It was a conversation stopper she had used time and time again. I stared as she walked. Saratried to kick him, but he easily avoided her awkward, sightless attempts. Sheslowly realized that he wasn't doing anything other than pinning her thereand demanded, ?What do you want? Please, let me go!? She continued pleadingwith the attacker, but he neither loosened his grip nor answered her. Finallyshe fell silent, panting with exertion. In the sudden quiet she heard lightfootsteps coming closer, and then felt the whisper of a breath. ?He won't letyou go without my permission, love. And. ' She said slowly. 'As long as it didn't spoil things between me and you.''It would only spoil things if we let it.''Yes, that's true I suppose.''So you'd be cool if I turned up one day with a girl as well?''You really mean it, don't you?'I nodded, holding my breath again, wondering what answer I'd get.'Then yes.' She giggled suddenly. 'But I wouldn't be cool, I'd be hot.'All I had to do now was to convince Lauren that it would be good to turn that particular fantasy into reality. For the next.