“Fuck, Emmy!” he groaned out and then fell to the side, huffing his breath out. I pulled up on my elbow and leaned forward kissing him softly then laid on his chest. His breath was coming out in deep breaths, my head rising with each breath.
“Morning again.” Luke kissed me softly and then moved out of the bed.
“You leaving?” I just heard Ryan pull up. It was after seven, so I should have probably made my way out there before he made his way in here. Luke leaned over me and kissed me softly, then he was gone. I laid there for a few more minutes before I got out of bed and went into his bathroom. After I washed my face and pulled on one of his shirts I found folded in the basket in the chair beside the bed, I walked down and started some coffee. I was just pouring a cup when the screen door opened, and Ryan’s voice cut through the room.
“That shirt’s a little big, but it looks good on you.” He smiled and walked over, taking a cup from the counter.
“Thanks.” I laughed and then grabbed another cup, pouring myself one. I felt hands run around my hips, and I jumped, not realizing that Luke had come in. He kissed the side of my neck then moved away, grabbing the second cup I had just poured. I groaned at the loss again but was quieted when he reached over me, grabbed another mug, and sat it in front of me.
“I think she likes coffee more than you.” Ryan said as he walked out the back door.
“I beg to differ.” Luke said close to my ear, his hand running under the shirt, cupping my ass. I swatted him away, and he laughed. “He’s outside.”
“Well, good.” I sat my cup down and launched myself at him. He sat his cup down and caught me. It probably wasn't the smartest plan, but now that I had been with him, it's all I wanted. The intimacy had been exactly what I needed. His hands cupped my ass, and he turned, sitting me on the counter top. He kissed me softly but deepened it quickly. I heard the screen door open and Ryan’s footsteps enter and then heard him speaking, but I wasn't aware of what he said.
“I'll be there later.” Luke said against my lips.
I pulled away reluctantly and looked into his eyes. He kissed my cheek and then pulled back looking down at me.
“As much as I would like to stay in bed with you all day, I have things I have to do.”
I smiled and leaned back until my shoulder blades hit the cabinets. “I'm pretty sore if I'm honest.”
He looked down between us, his cock tenting out his shorts. He lifted me from the counter rubbing me against him before lowering me to the floor. “Is it wrong of me to say good?” He pushed away from me then disappeared up the stairs. I pushed my way out of his front door and walked the few steps over to mine.
“He looks good on you,” Ryan said from his perch between the door jamb of his truck and the door.
“Thanks,” I said shyly.
“Don't hurt him,” he said. He disappeared into the backyard and was gone.
***
I tried my best to concentrate on my work, but my thoughts kept floating back to Luke and his hands on me. I headed into town after a few hours of missed work. I saw Luke’s truck parked beside Ryan’s at the lumber yard, and I thought about stopping but headed on to the store. I grabbed what I needed and then headed back home.
My body was on a high that I had never felt before. Could it really be this easy? I heard his truck when it pulled into the drive. I walked outside to greet him and smiled when he walked over, pulling me against him.
“Hey, you,” I laughed as he nuzzled me.
“Hey yourself,” he said against my neck. He lifted me and then turned and walked to the chair on my front porch sitting down and perching me on his lap. He pulled my back against his front, and we sat there watching as the sun dipped below the trees.
“You hungry?” I asked as I tried to turn in his lap.
“Yes,” he growled playfully.
“I meant for food,” I added. “I threw some stuff in the crock pot earlier.”
“I suppose that will do,” he teased and lifted me before dropping me to my feet. I opened the door and headed into the kitchen. Lifting the lid to check the tenderloin, Luke peered over my shoulder.
“Smells amazing.” He kissed my neck before opening the cabinet, pulling two glasses out and setting them on the counter. He filled them with ice and then found my water pitcher in the fridge, pouring us each a glass. I pointed to the bottle of wine on the counter, and he smiled.
Once I had the brown rice out of the microwave, I put some of the shredded chi
cken over it, and added some broccoli to the side. I had tried to cook something that was good but also workout friendly. Luke smirked at me when I put his plate on the table. I took the glass of wine he offered and walked around to the other side and sat down.
“This is nice. To future dinners.” He lifted his glass, and I clinked mine against it. We chatted as we ate, just enjoying it. Luke stood and went to get more after he cleaned his plate.
“Ryan is going to be mad if you don't leave any for him,” I stated.