“I’m sorry, Luke. I’ll tell you everything, I promise, and won’t keep anything from you. You do have to understand that I never really was keeping this from you. I just didn’t think to tell you.”
He nodded and let me go. We all sat back down at the table and I told them everything, every detail about the phone calls and the recorder device that my boss had gotten me. We talked a bit longer and then headed to bed. Luke held me and made love to me like I would break, until I finally rolled him over and started riding him, plunging myself down onto his hardness over and over again until he gripped my hips and began thrusting up to meet my hips.
I arched myself back over him, leaning back and bracing my hands on his thighs behind me. My hair brushed his knees and calves and I heard him groan and growl at the dual sensations. I looked down the line of my body to that place where we joined and watched him disappear into me again and again before letting my eyes find his face. I felt my inner muscles clench around him when I noticed his hot gaze locked on that spot, lost in the sight of his hard, thick length impaling the soft, bare, pink folds of my sex.
I shifted my weight a bit, bringing one of my hands around and sliding it down my body until my fingers dipped into my cleft, finding and circling my clit. The sight of my fingers playing there made Luke wild and he let loose a yell as he slammed into me, spasming inside me over and over again as the combination of his release and my fingers brought me, making him jerk and twitch as my muscles clamped around him, milking his hard flesh.
I collapsed forward onto his chest and his arms came around me, holding me tightly to him as he murmured into my hair, “I love you, Emma.”
I nuzzled his throat and whispered back, “I love you, too, Lucas.” His chest rumbled beneath me as he chuckled at the use of his given name.
Luke shifted and rolled until we were on our sides, facing each other, our legs tangled together, and the waning hardness of him still buried deep inside me. He kissed my lips gently and we drifted off to sleep.
I woke up the next morning with the alarm, surprised to see that neither of us had moved in the night. Even more surprising, Luke’s then not-so-hard length was still inside me, but was rapidly becoming his oh-so-very-hard length. I looked at Luke’s face, seeing his gorgeous eyes blink sleepily open and a grin spread across his face.
I rushed in to work twenty minutes late to see Floyd standing over my desk with a worried expression on his face.
“Sorry, Floyd! I got held up a little this morning.” I smiled at him, hoping he wouldn’t be mad for me being late.
He smiled and shook his head at me, telling me it was fine before it was business as usual. I had just a week to go before I got to take off for Christmas break, but we had a lot to get done before then. The phones were ringing off the hook and poor Floyd was booked solid with court appearances and client meetings.
Two hours shy of closing time, the phone rang and I smiled when I heard Mrs. Allen’s crackly voice on the other end.
“Emma? Honey, is that you?”
“Yes, Mrs. Allen, how are you? I haven’t heard from you in a while, so I assume everything has been going well? How’s Fluffers?”
“Oh, honey, I’ve been okay until now. Fluffers went missing again, but that stupid old fart Doc brought him back to me. Do you know what he did, Emma? He SHAVED poor Fluffers! And I think he bleached him or something cause he’s not grey anymore, he’s WHITE! He doesn’t even look like my cat anymore, but its him. Do I need to bring him out to you so you can see him?”
“Er, um…no, Mrs. Allen, that wont be necessary.” She continued before I could say another word.
“I can take pictures and bring them to you, dear, that way you have the evidence when you get that lovely Mr. Grim to sue the ever loving pants off Doc, that no good bastard. Fluffers just had a couple burrs in his coat that I was fixin’ to get out. There was no need to torture the poor boy!”