Chapter Thirty-One
Luke
My father and I are already sitting in the restaurant when the ladies walk in.
Both of them have bags filling their arms, with the brightest smiles on their faces.
I honestly can't remember the last time I saw my mum look so…
happy. Her face is bright, her eyes are wide, and there's a skip in her step.
Fallon is a very easy woman to like, and for me, an even easier woman to fall in love with.
“It looks as though you two have enjoyed yourselves,” my dad says, standing to make room for their buys.
“We have had a wonderful day, haven’t we, darling?” My mum exclaims.
Fallon giggles, “We really have. This woman right here knows how to shop.”
“Don’t I know it,” my father says, a small smile tugging at his lips.
Our meal goes on in the same way, laughter and chatting until it's time for my parents to head back. I’m surprised he lasted this long without complaining to leave.
Whilst they were shopping, we went for a walk along the river on the edge of the city centre, my dad stopping to name all the fish he could see.
Which ended in him planning another visit so he could go fishing when the weather warmed up.
“Thank you for a lovely day,” Fallon says, holding my mum close to her.
“No, Fallon. Thank you,” my mum says, her eyes shining with emotion. “It has been lovely to spend the day with you.”
She then goes to hug my old man, whilst I take in my mother.
“Today was a nice surprise,” I say.
“It really was,” her eyes shine with mischief. “You know, I have always wanted a daughter. We have to keep this one, I like her.”
I roll my eyes, but can't contain my smile.
“Me too, mum.”
With one last parting goodbye, they head off for the few-hour journey home, and I drag my girl back into the apartment.
“Your mum is a bloody nightmare,” Fallon laughs. “She wouldn’t let me pay for a thing. Whenever I wasn’t looking, she would run to the till to pay for whatever I had in my hands.”
“That’s what she is always like. I wouldn’t worry about it; money isn't an issue to them.”
If only she knew just how much money they had. Today wouldn’t make a dent in their bank accounts.
“But still. I feel so guilty. She convinced me to buy the most beautiful dress and invited me to a gala in a few weeks?” She asks more than she states. Chewing on that bottom lip again.
“Ah, I forgot all about that. Are you free? I wasn’t going to attend being on my own, but I would love to if I had you on my arm.”
“Well, I was thinking…” she starts, her fingers knotted together in front of her.
“Did it hurt?” I raise my brow.
“Piss off,” she giggles nervously. “I wanted to ask you something.”
I wait, hoping that my face appears patient, although I feel anything but that. But with the look she's giving me, I know it's what she needs right now.
“What role would I be… if we went together?” she stammers.
“What role would you like to be?” I ask, taking a step closer to her.
“Erm, well. I was wondering if I’d be your friend, your date, or maybe, possibly, your girlfriend?” She cringes as soon as the word leaves her mouth.
Holy fucking mother of Jesus.
I grin so wide, I'm surprised my face hasn’t split into two. Which only makes her face grow even redder.
“I think,” I start, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her close. “Girlfriend has a nice ring to it, don’t you?”
“Is that… is that what you want?” she whispers.
“Baby, I want whatever you are willing to give me.”
Leaning down, I take her lips with mine. Softly at first, but my excitement gets the better of me. I’m smiling as her arms wind around my neck tightly, our lips devour each other. The need to be close is insatiable.
“Fuck, baby,” I growl, backing her up against the closest surface I can find, the dining table.
“I need you, Luke,” she whines. “I need you to fuck me like you need air to breathe.”
Whatever my girl asks for is exactly what she is going to get.
Thankfully, she is wearing the skirt she had on last night, along with one of my shirts.
I take the shirt in my hands and pull, hard.
The buttons fly across the room, her tiny black lace bra is so thin, her nipples are visible through the fabric.
Leaning her back, I take one into my mouth, her nipple pebbling beneath the fabric.
Her fingers thread through my hair as her legs open wider.
Her skirt gathers at her waist without me needing to do a single thing.
Once I've given both her tits the attention they need, I lower myself down her body, dropping to my knees.
I wish I had it in me to tease her, to build her up and make her beg, but I simply cannot.
Scooping my fingers under the fabric of her underwear, I pull them to the side.
She is fucking soaked. I run a finger along her slit, which is glistening just for me.
I lean in, kissing that little bundle of nerves, over and over again, sucking her clit each time I do it.
She bucks into me whenever I take a breath, chasing her pleasure. My girl is extra sensitive today.
“Stop,” she pants, and I instantly pull away. “I want to cum with you inside of me, Luke. I need you to fill me.”
Fuuuuck.
How can I say no to that? I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, and her mouth drops open as she watches. I then pull down my trousers just low enough to free my straining cock, circling her clit with the tip. My needy girl wriggles before me, trying to edge my cock lower.
“Luke,” she moans.
I chuckle, but I won't make her wait. I’m too desperate myself.
Lining up with her entrance, I slide in, in one slow thrust until I bottom out.
Fallon cries out, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
She’s so fucking warm and tight. With clenched teeth, I fuck her, hard, loving every stroke of her pussy wrapped around me.
Leaning over her more, I dip my thumb into her mouth.
“Suck,” I demand, and she does exactly as she’s told. “Good girl.”
When it is wet enough, I place it on her clit and begin to draw slow circles, coaxing her closer to the edge. Her walls clamp down on me tighter as she starts to whimper.
“Luke. I’m going to…”
“I know, baby, I can feel you. I can feel how close you are,” I growl out, slowing my movements to hit that perfect spot inside of her.
The moment she cries out my name, I’m done for, falling over the edge with her. Shit, that was so fucking good. How did I ever get so lucky?