Chapter Six
Luke
She feels like home. It’s the only thought playing in my mind as I slowly begin to stroke in and out of Tessa’s perfect pussy. She feels like she was made for me, custom-designed to take my length and squeeze around me in a way that drives me absolutely insane.
“You’re doing so well, baby,” I say, echoing my praise from earlier as her eyes lower to watch where we’re meeting. “You like watching me fuck you?” I ask.
Her eyes meet mine. “Yes,” she says a bit breathlessly. “It feels so good, Luke. I didn’t think it could feel like this, especially for my first time.”
“It’s because it’s us .” I punctuate the sentence with a deep thrust inside of her that nearly sends her eyes rolling back. I take that as my queue to up my pace and before I know it, she’s coming apart around me. I feel her contracting against my cock, milking every ounce of pleasure from me. It’s a moment I will never forget.
“Wow,” she says, breathless from the release.
“I think you’ve got one more in you,” I say, grinning back down at her. “I don’t know…” she says, hesitant, but willing.
“You do, baby, I know you do. Let’s change things up.” I pull out of her and immediately feel lost without her wrapped around me. I lay against the pillows, cock still standing tall and glistening with my girl in front of me. “Hop on, blondie,” I say gesturing to my lap.
She looks hesitant, and I want to shut down that train of thought immediately. “There is no way you could ride me that would feel bad, Tessa. Don’t be so nervous. Get over here,” the last part is said in a near growl. What can I say, I’m absolutely desperate for her.
“Okay,” she says quietly, before crawling over to me and I wish I could take a picture of this moment. Messy hair, perky tits, perfect, perfect woman before me. I think I love her . I let the thought wash over me, acknowledging how insane it is when we have only spent a few hours together, but noting that it doesn’t feel the least bit wrong. I’ll deal with that later.
She’s hovering over my cock, and I take her hand, guiding her to me so she can put me inside of her. I’m dying to feel her sweet warmth again and the moment she settles on me feels like heaven.
I grip her hips tightly, knowing I’ll likely leave fingerprints on her, but I can’t bring myself to care. I guide her up and down on me until she gets into a bouncing rhythm of her own, throwing her head back as she loses herself in the feeling. I’m in awe of this goddess of a woman in front of me, she is absolute perfection. I feel a prickle in my spine and know I won’t be able to last much longer.
I bring my thumb to her tight bundle of nerves and feel her instantly explode around me. It feels even better the second time and I know this is it.
“Want to come inside you,” I say, pulling her close as I drive myself up into her.
“Okay. I have an IUD,” she says simply. I pour everything into one last thrust and explode inside of her. I see stars, I’ve never felt anything like this with anyone before. Only her. Only Tessa could make it this good, this magnetic. She was made for me, I think again.
She falls into me, and we stay there, catching our breath for a few more minutes. I slowly lift her off of me, seeing the leaky mess between us.
“You look so beautiful, all full of me,” I say, looking again between her legs. She looks down and blushes, but a small smile follows before she quietly says, “I like being full of you, Luke.”
With that, I beam back at her before lifting her up and carrying her to the bathroom. I set her on the edge of the tub and grab a warm washcloth, kneeling down and wiping her clean before pressing one more kiss to her center. I clean myself off and leave her to go to the bathroom before we crawl back into bed.
As soon as she gets in, I pull her to my chest, and she rests her head against me.
“That was… amazing,” she says softly. “I’m glad I waited for you. And that you waited all these months for me.”
“I would have waited years for you,” I say, pressing a kiss to her golden locks.
And I would have.
Before I know it, her breathing has drifted into a slow, steady sound and I feel myself being lulled to sleep by the sound.
***
A few hours later, I’m jolted awake by Tessa leaping out of the bed. It’s still dark out and I turn to her bedside clock, displaying 4:17 a.m. I hear the sound of crying coming from down the hall, and my heart immediately breaks knowing Ruby is upset.
“Tessa, what’s going on?” I ask. Her emerald eyes meet mine, looking scared.
“Ruby,” she says simply. “She gets nightmares, ever since our parents died. They aren’t every night, but when they happen, they’re just awful for her. I have to head to her room.”
“Okay,” I say, before getting out of bed and throwing on my t-shirt and underwear. “Do you want me to leave?” I ask, having absolutely no desire to be without her for even a second, but knowing she might need the space.
She looks at me with grateful eyes and contemplates for a moment. “No… just, sometimes she wants me to sleep with her, so I may not be back for a while.”
“That’s okay, baby. Do what you need to do. I know Ruby comes first.”
She looks relieved at the statement, and it baffles me that she thinks I would have said anything different. She presses a quick kiss to my lips before heading out of the room. I pick up my phone out of my jeans pocket on the floor, knowing I’m too wired to go back to sleep now.
I open up my book and read for about fifteen minutes before I hear a small knock on the door.
Ruby peeks her head in, her blonde mane sticking up in all angles around her.
“Hi Luke,” she says, quietly, walking up to me in the bed. I’m not sure what to do right now, if she’s supposed to be in here.
“Hi Ruby,” I say, opting to act natural. “Where’s your big sister?” I ask.
“She went down to make me some warm milk, but I heard your voice earlier and wanted to say hi. And sorry if my crying woke you up. My nightmares happen sometimes, but I’m working on them.”
She crawls up the bed and sits by my feet, and I can’t help but see a kindred spirit in this little girl who has trouble sleeping through the night and needs to keep her mind busy.
“That’s okay, Rubes,” I say. “I get nightmares sometimes, too. You’re doing great with them, and I hope they stop for you soon.”
“Thanks,” she says simply, sitting patiently on the edge of the bed. I hear steps coming up the stairs and a muffled “Ruby,” from the end of the hall before Tessa comes into her room and spies the two of us talking.
I can tell she’s trying to hold back a laugh as she mumbles, “So much for sneaking out in the morning,” before handing Ruby her glass of warm milk.
“Come on Ruby Do, let’s get back to bed,” Tessa says, ushering Ruby out of the room.
“Goodnight, Luke. I hope you don’t have any nightmares,” Ruby says, and Tessa looks back at me with curious eyes. I mouth “Tell you later,” to her before turning to Ruby and telling her I hope she sleeps well.
A few minutes later, I’m tucked back into my book when I hear the door creep back open, and Tessa greets me with an exhausted smile. She crawls back into bed and immediately curls into me, which I love.
“Sorry about that,” she says after a moment. “It takes a bit to calm her down, but she should be good for the rest of the night. And I guess you don’t have to leave early in the morning anymore,” she says with a laugh.
“How did she feel about it?”
“Wasn’t fazed at all, said it was cool that you were sleeping over. And that your talk made her feel better. What did you say to her, by the way?” she asks, tilting her chin up to look at me.
“I just told her that I get nightmares too and that she was doing great handling them. And that I hope they stop for her soon, which wasn’t purely selfish,” I say with a laugh. “I care about her, and I don’t want her to be in pain.”
Tessa’s eyes well up at that. “Thank you,” she whispers, “I don’t know what I did to deserve so much of your kindness after only knowing you for today, but I hope it never stops.”
It never will, I think.
Eventually, we drift back off to sleep and I can’t help but wonder what I did to deserve her, too.