Chapter 33
THIRTY-THREE
SAWYER
Since Lukas and I made things official, I’d started staying over.
One day, after having to run back to my place to work, Lukas asked why I didn’t just bring my laptop here and work from his house instead.
He even went so far as to offer to buy another desk so I could work in there more comfortably.
I declined, of course. The couch was more than comfortable enough for me to work on.
He did bring in a small coffee table so I didn’t always have to balance my computer on my lap.
And that’s how I found myself spending most of my time while I wrapped up his book. Lukas was at his computer with his headphones in, meaning he was likely editing footage. Lara lay on the floor, sprawled out on her side. Her tail gently thumped the floor once in a while.
The sound of moans reached my ears, and I glanced up at Lukas, who still sat there with his headphones on. Whatever he was editing, those men had clearly enjoyed themselves, I thought, going back to my work.
Several minutes later, the moaning got louder, and I looked at Lukas again, who was doing an excellent job of pretending that nothing was happening. His headphones were still on. He was stoic. Focused on what he was doing. Giving no indication that he knew I could hear the footage he was editing.
I tried to refocus my attention on the book, but the moans kept increasing in volume. Shifting in my seat, I stared at Lukas again, and this time I saw a slight curve to his lips, but he didn’t look at me or even acknowledge I was there.
The moaning got still louder. Sexier. My concentration was shot, and I was suddenly hard enough to pound nails. I squirmed in my seat, trying to get my body to ignore the sounds, to ignore the way it needed Lukas. I fidgeted again and that was when I caught Lukas looking back at me.
“Are you okay? You seem… uncomfortable.” Lukas asked with feigned concern, barely able to stifle his smile.
“I’m fine. Totally fine. Never better,” I answered, stupidly determined to pretend nothing was amiss.
He seemed to be enjoying his little game, and I didn’t want to spoil his fun.
It was hard, though, because the sounds kept getting louder and sexier.
Whatever was happening in that video, it sounded like they were enjoying themselves immensely.
“Are you sure you’re okay? You keep squirming.”
“It’s all good.” I tilted my chin in the air as the sounds took on a more desperate quality. The moans grew higher-pitched, more needy. Some words were spoken. It sounded like someone was saying please over and over again. And then yes. A string of them. Yes. Yes. Yesyesyesyesyesyes. Yesssss.
“Sawyer?”
“Yes.” I cleared my throat. “Yes?” I tried again.
“You look flushed.” Lukas leaned back in his chair and took his headphones off. He set them on the desk and watched me like I was his dinner.
“I’m fine,” I lied. I was so beyond fine that I wasn’t sure what that was anymore.
My cock throbbed to the beat of my heart and every time someone moaned, I swear I leaked precum.
Holy fucking shit. Watching porn was fine.
It was great, even, but listening to the sounds and not knowing what was happening on the screen was almost better.
The mystery of it made it surprisingly erotic.
“You’re not fine,” Lukas challenged, dragging his gaze over me. It felt like a caress, and I let out an embarrassing whimper of my own. “Point proven.”
“I—” My mouth snapped shut when I realized there was no way to argue that I wasn’t out of my mind with lust. Hornier than maybe I’d ever been.
“Put your computer away, Sawyer.” Lukas stood and my heart crashed around in my chest as I watched him move around the room. Watched the curve of his ass being hugged by his jeans as he walked past me and whistled at Lara. “Up you get, girl.”
Lara groaned but obeyed, and once she was out of the room, he let the door fall shut. The click of the latch coincided with the moment our eyes met.
“Put your computer away, Sawyer,” he repeated, taking one slow step closer.
I closed my laptop, and then Lukas swooped down and carefully took it from me, moving it over to the desk where it would be out of the way. The porn in the background kept going. The sounds intensified in volume and desperation.
“Do you want me to tell you what’s happening?” Lukas asked, tilting his head in the direction of the desk. “I could describe it for you.”
Mutely, I shook my head. My mouth was bone dry, maybe because all the moisture in my body seemed to be determined to leak out of the tip of my cock.
Lukas dragged a hand down his chest. It was a slow, deliberate motion that hypnotized me. I could’ve watched him touch himself all day long. Or maybe not. I reconsidered my thought when his hand brushed over the bulge in his pants.
“Tell me what you want, Sawyer.”
I licked my lips and forced my gaze to tear away from his hand and the way it curved around his erection through his jeans.
“I, ah—I got tested. A few weeks ago. And I got retested again and, ah—I’m negative. Everything is negative. So if you wanted to, we could—”
Lukas crossed the room, pushed the coffee table out of his way and sank to his knees in front of me.
He pulled me into a kiss, and I let out a whimper of my own as he swept his tongue past my lips and into my mouth.
He kissed me until I was breathless, and then he kept going, wrapping his arms around me, holding me close, kissing me like it was the most necessary thing in the world.
Like I was the most necessary thing in his world.
“I didn’t ask you to do that.” Lukas kissed the soft patch of skin under my ear.
“You didn’t have to. I know what your job is, and though you’re behind the camera now, I know how important this is to you. I’ve never had unprotected sex before, but I want to—with you. If that’s what you want. We don’t have to.”
Lukas gave me a wolfish grin. “Oh, yes we do. And just so you’re aware, I’ve been tested and all my results are negative. I can pull the results if you need to see them.”
I shook my head. “Not necessary.” I slid my hands up Lukas’s arms, feeling the muscle beneath my touch. I loved Lukas’s body. I loved everything about him. His heart. His mind. His generosity and his resilience. The body was just a bonus. A really hot bonus.
I trailed my hands higher, sinking them into his hair. I pulled him closer and teased my mouth across his. “I want you to fuck me,” I confessed.
So far, Lukas had done all the bottoming. He was excellent at taking control and making every experience with him memorable, but so far we hadn’t switched roles, and I wanted to be with him that way too.
“Anything,” he whispered reverently, his lips brushing the corner of my mouth. “Anything you want.”
His hands skated down my chest. Fingertips brushed my nipples, and he smirked at me when I inhaled sharply. With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he lifted my shirt and swooped in, swiping his hot tongue over my nipple.
Lukas had taught me that joy was infinite, and so was pleasure.
And nothing reminded me of that more than the way he teased me relentlessly.
Switching back and forth from one nipple to the other, he kept going.
Kept circling the sensitive flesh with his tongue.
Slid his teeth over the nubs, sending shockwaves of ecstasy rippling through me.
Eventually, he divested me of my shirt, casting it aside entirely. As he kissed his way down my body, he fumbled with my pants, but eventually succeeded in getting my zipper to work so he could free my cock. Lukas hooked his hands into the waist of my pants and looked up at me.
“Lift.”
I arched my spine, pressing my shoulders into the back of the couch so I could raise my ass up.
Lukas pulled my pants down and out of his way.
He shuffled back and helped me get rid of them entirely.
He put his hands on my knees and they slid up my thighs.
Every touch was worship. Every look was full of desire and admiration.
Love poured out of him, and I ate it up.
Reaching for him, I sank my fingers into his hair.
“Show me what you want,” he urged.
My cock twitched like it was trying to jump into his mouth, so I gently guided him to where I wanted him. The control I had was a mere illusion, and it shattered the second his mouth opened and he slicked his tongue up the underside of my cock.
“Fuu-uuuck,” I groaned when he swirled his tongue around the head of my cock.
Everything he did only made me want him more. Reaching down, I tugged at his shirt, and he stopped what he was doing to take it off. Then his mouth was right back on me.
“Let me hear you,” Lukas said. He took me in his mouth and swallowed me down to the root. I was grateful to be the beneficiary of his experience.
I whimpered. Moaned. I even begged as he continued to suck me.
Devour me. He stroked my cock and laved his tongue gently over my sac before taking it in his mouth.
When he brought his wicked tongue back up my cock to the head, the urge to come slammed into me and I gasped.
Reaching for the base of my cock, I gripped it tight.
“You need—I’m gonna—fuck.”
Lukas pulled away, a very self-satisfied look on his face. “Up on your knees. Brace yourself on the back of the couch.”
“I’ll do my best,” I joked as I eased myself up and turned around.
I knelt on the cushion and placed my hands on the back of the couch like he’d asked.
Lukas urged me to spread my legs apart a little more, and then his hands pulled my cheeks apart.
The first kiss landed at the top of my ass crack.
Then he trailed his mouth down lower, and all I felt was hot breath and my own nerves running away with me.
“Shhh,” Lukas soothed. “You’re okay.”
It wasn’t that I was afraid to bottom. I’d done it before. I guess I was afraid of being bad at it, but every time Lukas touched me, a little more of that fear evaporated.
Cold lube dribbled down my crack and I let out a weak laugh. “That’s cold.”
“Sorry, love. I’ll warm it up for you.” Lukas spread the lube around my hole, getting everything nice and wet. The first finger that went in didn’t sting. It felt good, if a little odd because I wasn’t used to it, but by the time he worked it down to the knuckle, I was ready to take another one.
Lukas pressed his other hand between my shoulder blades like he needed to keep me there.
“God, look at you,” he breathed. “So pretty. Perfect.”
I didn’t know how to answer his compliments, so I let it wash over me. Let it sweep me up in his spell. He kept murmuring praise to me as he slipped another finger inside me. The burn faded quickly, and soon I was mindless with want. My hips chased his fingers, wanting more. Needing more.
“I can’t wait anymore.” Lukas eased his fingers out of me, and I let out a sigh of relief.
“Thank God. I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard.” I barely got the words out and Lukas was notching his cock against my hole. He gripped my hip with one hand and used the other to guide himself in that first little bit.
An exquisite eternity later, he was finally inside me. Every inch of him was buried as deep as it could go. He kissed my bare back. Held my hips. Let out a shaky breath.
“You okay?” he asked, kissing me again. I could feel his pants rub against the backs of my thighs. I loved that he was still half dressed, like he wanted me too much to bother getting fully naked.
“Better if you move.” My laugh turned into a moan when he did as I’d told him and began to move.
We started off slow. Easing in and out until my body had acclimated to the intrusion.
And then his arms were around me, cradling me against him.
He kissed every inch of skin he could reach.
I’d never felt more adored or loved than when Lukas held me.
Kissed me. Showed me that I was the center of his universe.
He kept going until I was a sweaty mess. Damp hair stuck to my forehead. My body no longer felt like mine. It was his now. I was his. Forever.
“Lukas, please.” I whimpered, needing to come. The pressure had been building and building but without his touch, I couldn’t get there. I’d been riding the precipice for what felt like an eternity without being able to go over.
Lukas rested his forehead on my back and wrapped his hand around my cock. He stroked me, whispering sweet nothings to me while he did. Things like, I love you, and you can come now, and let go for me, love. That’s it. You’re so good. So amazing. I love you. I love you. Love you.
Stars swam in my vision and everything stopped, including the air in my lungs.
My heart. The world. And suddenly it shattered, and I was coming so hard I couldn’t think.
Or breathe. Or move. I could only lean on the couch and let Lukas fuck me into oblivion, wringing every last drop of cum out of my body.
When I whimpered, Lukas let out a throaty laugh.
“I’m almost there, almost.” His pace sped up.
I didn’t think it was possible to thrust as fast and hard as Lukas did, but then his lightning quick pace stopped short and he cried out as he came.
His thrusts slowed, and he gasped for breath, panting heavily.
He continued to kiss me. Between the shoulders. The back of my neck. Then he eased out of me, and I crumpled down onto the couch in a boneless heap. I twisted my head around and watched Lukas slump down onto the floor next to the couch.
“I have a confession,” I told him several minutes later once my pulse had slowed to a somewhat normal rhythm, and I could breathe without panting. Lukas looked at me and waited for me to continue. “I finished your book this morning.”
“No shit?”
“No shit. It’ll need revisions and edits and stuff, but the bones are there.”
“I can’t believe you finished it.” Lukas shifted around and leaned in to steal a kiss. “I literally couldn’t have done it without you.”
“What next? Once it’s done, I mean. Are you going to see if you can land an agent or a publisher? There’s also self-publishing to consider.”
“Well, first I better consult a lawyer and find out if the book can get me sued. It’s not like I told any lies, but it’s best to cover my bases.”
I wrinkled my brow. “Admittedly, I’d never considered that. What if he advises you not to publish it?”
Lukas went quiet for a moment as he considered my question. “I think that it doesn’t matter if I ever publish it or not. I think that the book, even if I never get it out there, has served a purpose.”
He captured my hand with his and tugged it closer. Brushing a kiss across the back of it, he looked at me and said, “It brought me you.”
“Smooth.”
“I thought so.” Lukas leaned in and kissed me. It was soft and sweet.
And perfect.