37. Good Girl
Good Girl
Luke
Dani is back in the office two weeks later. She said she can’t work from home anymore. Mason and his friends are driving her nuts and I’m not going to deny her what she wants, because I can’t. Dani has me wrapped tight around her finger and I will give her whatever she wants with no questions asked.
I watch her leg swing back and forth as she finishes the notes for my newest case. It’s a simple case, not going to court, which gives me a break from having to look at the white walls of the courtroom. I do that enough now with Joni’s case, which is still ongoing.
"My eyes are up here, Archer." She teases.
My eyes follow those amazing legs to her hips—hips I was gripping last night—to her soft belly and magnificent breasts. Breasts I molded in my hands last night. Up her neck—the neck I was sucking on last night—to perfect bow lips. Lips I was kissing only a few minutes ago to those amazing eyes.
"Took you long enough." She smiles.
"I was taking the scenic route."
Her face turns red as she looks away. Dani is becoming more comfortable with me. She doesn’t wear that spandex thing under her clothing anymore and she’s no longer arguing with me when I pay her a compliment. Now she blushes. She’s come a long way since I met her months ago. Going to therapy has been really good for her. It has helped her in so many ways.
I stand and come around the desk, sitting in front of her. It’s after seven and the office is empty. Dani puts her pad and pen down on the chair next to her. Her eyes taking on a hooded quality.
"I’m giving you ten seconds, Sweetheart."
Dani grins wickedly and jumps from her chair with a squeal, running from the room.
"Ten…nine…eight…" I stand and make my way slowly towards the door.
"Seven…six…five…" I can hear her laughing from somewhere in the office.
"Four…three…two…" I step into the primary office. "One."
She screams and I take off after her. This has become a new thing for us. I like to chase, and she likes being caught.
The office isn’t big enough to fully chase her, but she opens the main door and hauls ass into the hallway. I slap the lights off and lock the door quickly before I follow behind her, surprised at how quickly she can run in heels. Dani reaches the stairs and whips open the door. I stop at the open door, giving her a chance to make it down a few flights.
I tear down the stairs, my shoes slapping off the concrete steps. I’m a floor behind her. The door to the underground parking opens and Dani races across the garage.
"Daniella," I call out.
Her laugh is husky and I know she’s getting turned on the closer I get. She stops at the truck, yanking on the door. I slow to a walk, pulling my keys out of my pocket, jiggling them. Dani whips around, her chest heaving, her face flushed from running. I stop a few feet from her. We face off and a slow smile grows on my face.
"Mine." I growl.
Dani’s scream turns into a laugh as she takes off again, rounding the truck. I go in the opposite direction, cutting her off. She starts giggling uncontrollably, backing up as I stalk towards her. Her back hits the pillar beside my truck. Her eyes darken and her nipples harden against her silk blouse. I cage her in with my arms and her scent overwhelms me. I rake my eyes over her body, smiling as her body react to my gaze.
"Daniella."
"Archer."
She bites her bottom lip and I snap into action. Tossing her over my shoulder as she squeals, I unlock the truck and put her inside. I make quick work of getting in and speeding off through the parking garage.
"Hurry up, Archer. I need you inside me." She starts wiggling on the seat.
I slip my hand up her skirt, finding her commando and soaking wet.
"You’ve been working all day without panties on?" I snarl.
"Uh-huh," she moans, grinding her hips into my hand. I slide a finger inside and she whimpers.
I pull into the underground parking at my condo and into my spot. Dani unbuckles and climbs in my lap, undoing my slacks.
"Need you now." Dani whimpers. She pulls me free and lifts her skirt, sinking down slowly. We both groan.
I latch onto her hips as she starts rocking, her mouth meeting mine in hunger. Dani starts moving faster, rolling her hips, and taking me in deeper.
"You keep going like this and I’m not going to make it."
"You’ll make it," Dani moans and climbs off my lap. She gets out of the truck and makes a mad dash for the elevator.
I put myself together and jump out of the truck, chasing after her. I catch the doors just as they’re closing, pushing her up against the wall of the car and claiming her mouth.
"You can’t do that to a guy, Sweetheart," I say against her mouth.
"You’ll thank me later when you have the biggest orgasm of your life," Dani says.
The elevator comes to a stop and she’s out the door and down the hall to my sub-penthouse. Unlocking the door before I get there. I smash my fist into the door as it starts to close.
"Sweetheart," I call as I prowl inside.
I find her in my room, sitting on the bed, already naked. I stall in the doorway, my eyes moving faster than my brain can keep up. I tear out of my clothes as fast as I can and drop to my knees in front of her, running my hands up the insides of her thick, glorious thighs.
"I love eating in bed."
Dani slowly closes her legs.
"Sweetheart." I groan.
"You’re not eating tonight, Dimples." She slides back on the bed, rolling onto her stomach and sticking her ass in the air.
She’s going to kill me.
Dani
This is a bold move on my part. I’ve never had anal sex before. The closest I’ve come is when I’m using my vibrator with the anal attachment. But every time I use it, I have the biggest orgasm of my life.
I look over my shoulder at Luke and bite my lip. His ice blue eyes burn with lust. Wetness slips down my thighs. When he looks at me like that, I melt every single time.
"Fuck, Dani." He grabs my cheeks and kneads them.
I reach out, pushing what I brought towards him. The groan that comes from his throat has me throbbing and moving closer. Luke spreads my cheeks and licks down my crack.
Holy mother of all things naughty .
"Oh, fuck." I moan into the sheets.
Luke flicks his tongue around my hole. I have never felt anything like this, it feels way better than my vibrator.
"You want your ass fucked, Sweetheart."
"Yesss." I purr, letting out a yelp when his teeth sink into my ass cheek.
"You’re such a good girl. Letting me fuck this beautiful ass." He growls, causing goosebumps to breakout along my heated skin.
The creak of a lid being opened makes me shiver in anticipation. Cool liquid slides down the crack of my ass, traveling south until he stops it, rubbing it against my hole and working his fingers inside.
"Fuck!" I cry into the sheets as Luke pushes a second finger in.
I relax my body, pushing back against his fingers and moaning. He stretches my muscles, scissoring his fingers to get me ready. The bite of pain and pleasure combined is new and incredibly exciting.
"Luke—"
"That’s it, Sweetheart."
Luke stops, removing his fingers. He flips me over on to my back, pulling me to the edge of the bed. Luke stands between my knees and presses his fingers back inside. He grabs the bullet vibrator with his free hand and turns it on.
I choke on a moan when the cool rod slips into my pussy while Luke continues to finger fuck my hole. My gaze meets his and I slide my hands up to tweak my nipples.
"You are so fucking sexy like this," Luke says, his voice low and rough.
He slips the vibrator in and out of me before pressing it in fully. It isn’t on one of the higher speeds, so all it does is torture me.
Luke spreads my legs wider, pushing my knees to my chest. "Good girl. Open wide for me."
I hold my legs close to my chest and watch as he greases his cock with the lube, stroking up and down. My head falls back when he hit the next speed on the remote for the vibrator and presses the head of his cock at the entrance of my hole. I bite my lip at the burning sensation. Luke inches his way in slowly, giving my body a chance to adjust to him.
"Luke." I gasp.
"Hang. On." He bites the words out through clenched teeth, pushing in and pulling back in slow, seesaw movements, until he’s deep inside.
The speed on the vibrator increases again. Luke pulls back to the tip before pushing in deep. The feeling of fullness is one I’ve never experienced before. Luke’s thrusts are slow as he allows my body to adjust to his size.
"You okay, baby?" Luke questions as he picks up speed.
I nod because I can’t speak. There’re too many different sensations happening at the moment that my brain is scrambled. Luke increases his speed as he turns up the vibrator. I moan, my muscles tighten, and a ball of fire expands inside of me.
"I need—" I breathe. My legs shake uncontrollably.
"I know what you need." Luke growls.
He reaches down and starts rubbing small circles over my clit. The world stops moving while a wave of absolute bliss rushes through my body. Luke’s fingers tighten their hold on my hips, and he thrusts hard, rocking me on the bed and sending me into another orgasm.
His body tenses and his cock pulses as he comes, roaring through his release. He drops his hands next to my shoulders and hangs his head, panting. Sweat dripping off his nose and onto my chest.
"My beautiful Sweetheart." Luke whispers, placing small kisses on my face before pulling out extremely slow.
I free my legs and he pulls the toy out. I lay on the bed like a pile of mush as Luke goes into bathroom and starts the shower. I’m lifted off the bed and carried into the bathroom. I’m placed on the bench along the side wall and fall back against the cool tiles. He kneels in front of me.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"Taking care of you." He smiles and squirts bodywash into his palm and lifts my right leg. He starts washing my legs, rubbing his large hands over my heated skin.
I close my eyes and savor the feel of his hands on my skin. My muscles relax as his hands work over my body. Luke unhooks the showerhead and rinses me off before starting on my hair. His touch is gentle and my heart swells in my chest. I blink quickly as tears fill my eyes.
His hands halt in my hair. "Sweetheart?"
Oh God, here comes the waterworks. I cover my face with my hands.
"Dani?" Luke grips my wrists lightly, moving them from my face. "Talk to me, Sweetheart."
"It’s just…I…and…you…" I wave my hands around the shower.
Luke cups my cheeks, rubbing his thumb along the scar on the side of my face.
"I’ve never had anyone take care of me before," I confess.
Luke leans in and kisses me softly. "You deserve to be taken care of, Sweetheart," he smiles. "I want to be the man that takes care of you."
Here comes the tears again. Luke rinses off my hair and lifts me off the bench, sitting me in his lap.
"Will you let me?" he questions.
"Let you what?" I ask through the tears.
"Take care of you."
"Oh…God." I cry, wrapping my arms around his neck and sobbing into his shoulder.
"Are these happy tears?" Luke asks as his hands rubs slow circles over my back.
I sniffle out a watery laugh. "Yeah, Dimples. They’re happy tears."
He holds me until I exhaust myself, shutting off the shower and getting me dressed, drying my hair the best he can before putting me to bed. Luke climbs in and pulls me against his chest, wrapping his arms around me.
"Goodnight, Sweetheart." He kisses my temple.
"Goodnight, Dimples."