“You have such a great ass, Sunshine. I fell in love with this the first time I saw you walking away from me. I knew that I wanted to see what it looked like under that tight skirt.” He stroked my ass and I was about ready to lose it again.
He kissed each cheek and then teased my entrance.
“You haven’t told me what you wanted me to do. So here I am with your lovely ass in the air and a hard cock, and I don’t know what to do about it.”
“Fuck me with it,” I said, my voice a little muffled by the pillow.
“What? I didn’t quite catch that,” he said, stroking my entrance again.
“FUCK ME RIGHT NOW.”
“Well, okay, okay. All you had to do was ask.” He waited one more second, and then he plunged into me with one hard thrust that made both of us cry out.
Lucah grabbed onto my hips and pulled out and then pumped himself into me again before setting a punishing pace that drove my face into the pillow and I knew was going to leave bruises on my knees. Thank God for thick rugs, or else it would be a lot worse.
“I. Love. You. And. Your. Ass. So. Much,” he said with each thrust. I was close to coming again, so I reached one hand between my legs and worked at my piercing.
“I love you too and I love that you love my ass,” I gasped as I came again. If he hadn’t been holding me up, I would have collapsed. He came hard a few thrusts later. When we were both finally sated, he rested his head on my ass.
“We should probably get ready. We’re supposed to be at the bar in ten minutes.” Oops. We were meeting Sloane, Marisol and Chloe at the bar to have dinner and drinks and watch Open Mic Night. I was looking forward to Lucah getting up on the stage and singing for me again.
But the drama with the Board and then the floor sex had kind of made me forget about it.
“Okay,” I said, still panting. “But I need a shower first.” Actually, I needed to relearn how to move first. Lucah helped me turn over and then get into a sitting position.
“Did that help take your mind off things?” He gave me a kiss and added a little tongue.
“Yes. I want to be stressed out all the time now. You know you just gave me positive reinforcement, so now when I think about freaking out, I will think of mind-blowing sex and then I will want to be stressed.” He leaned down and lightly bit my knee.
“You’re ridiculous sometimes.”
“Says the man who kept all of his pictures and personal items behind a locked door in his apartment and wouldn’t let his girlfriend see them. Pot and kettle, Lucah.” I started to get to my feet and Lucah stood and helped me get up.
I rushed through my second shower of the day and rushed around to get my shit together. My phone was blowing up from my friends asking me where the hell I was, if I was dead, or if Lucah and I had been screwing our brains out. The last one was from Sloane, who knew me too well.
“Braid?” Lucah said as I ripped a brush through my hair. I nodded and then started re-doing my makeup while he did a quick French braid and then wrapped the end into a bun. I nearly stabbed myself with the mascara brush and I dropped one of my earrings and we had to find it, but within a half hour I was bar ready. Lucah had it easy. He just swapped his work clothes for a t-shirt and distressed jeans. Lucky bastard.
“Do I look okay?” It wasn’t bad for only having a few minutes to get ready.
“Sunshine, you could be covered in stinky garbage and I would think you looked fabulous. I’m not really an objective party, BUT I will tell you, looking at you from behind makes me want to tell you to text your friends and say that you can’t come so I can put you on your knees and fuck you from that position again.” He stepped forward and cupped said ass and squeezed it.
“That was exactly the look I was going for, so I think I nailed it.”
“I’d like to nail you.” I rolled my eyes. I’d allowed myself to bask in sexy bliss for a little while, but I felt bad about going out on the town when Dad didn’t know that his entire Board of Directors/friends were determined to stab him in the back and take the thing he cared about most (after his family, of course) away from him for a very stupid reason.
“You’re thinking about it again. I can see it on your face. How about this? How about I come with you on Sunday to dinner and we’ll both tell him. I can bring some of the documents I’ve found and so forth and maybe we can head this off before anything happens. What do you think?”
“You would do that?”
“Of course I would. And not just because we’re together. What they’re doing is shady, and wrong. I couldn’t sit back and let it happen when I could do something about it. You’re not in this alone. There are two of us. And this is what I’m good at. This was my life for a long time. I can do this. Trust me?”
How could I not with a speech like that? He was right, and it made my heart swell to think that I wasn’t in this alone. That when things felt like they were too much, he would be there to hold me up, and help shoulder the burden.
Love made impossible things seem much more possible.
“I trust you.” He gave me a quick kiss and then smacked me on the ass again before turning around. I paid him back by getting him with both hands.
“Your ass is pretty awesome too.”