Forty-Four
Amelia- One Month Later
C racking my eyes open, I stretch my legs and notice I’m in bed alone.
I sit up and look around the room, and see that Luke is in the bathroom getting ready for his shower. Smiling, I climb out of bed to check that Penny doesn’t need to go out.
I pad to the kitchen, where the lights are dimmed, so I know Luke has been up for a while. I’m amazed at how good I feel a month after everything happened. My only lingering physical symptom is sensitivity to light.
As I get closer, I notice that Penny has just finished eating, and I bend to give her a scratch and pick her bowl up.
“Was your breakfast good, my perfect princess?”
Her tail thumps as she cocks her head as if she’s saying, Duh, Mom.
Dog bowl in the sink, I make my way back to the bedroom to brush my teeth. I hear the shower turn on, and I pause as desire floods my body. Luke has been treating me like I might break and has told me we can’t have sex until I’m all better.
But I don’t want to wait anymore.
The first two weeks home, sex was the furthest thing from my mind. I was tired, sore, and overwhelmed with everything I had to do to get the farm back in order.
Around week three though, I tried to give Luke a blow job in the shower, and he told me no because I was still recovering.
Well, joke’s on him because at my doctor’s appointment yesterday, I got the all clear, because yes, I asked after my checkup. Pam will never let me live that down.
I pick up the pace to join him in the shower, peeling my sleep shirt over my head as I walk into the bedroom and bending to take my panties off.
Walking into the bathroom, I’m surrounded by his smell, and I feel myself get wetter. As quickly as I can, I cover my cast with the bag I’ve been using and tape it down. Looking down at it, I shrug.
It’s not sexy, but just working with what I got.
“Good morning, sweetness. I didn’t wake you, did I?” he says without turning around.
“No, it was time to get up,” I tell him as I open the shower door.
He turns to face me and slowly looks me up and down, groaning. “Sweetness, you’re killing me.”
“Who? Me?” I come around to his front and loop my arm around his neck. “I’m just trying to take a shower.”
He groans again and kisses me. “You know you’re teasing me, and I can’t fuck you like I want because of your concussion.”
Kissing down his body, I go to my knees. “I got the all clear at the doctor yesterday.”
I don’t give him a chance to say anything as I wrap my non-casted hand around his base and lick up the underside of this length.
He drops his chin to his chest and threads his fingers in my hair. “What did they tell you, baby?”
I look up at him. “I can resume all regular activities.” And I close my lips around the tip of his cock, slowly swallowing him down.
My eyes roll when his taste hits my tongue, and we both moan.
His hand tightens in my hair like he doesn’t know if he wants to pull me off or push me farther. So I hollow my cheeks around his length and suck. His hips jerk forward, and when he hits the back of my throat, I swallow.
“Holy fuck,” he whispers as he guides me up and down. “Your mouth is perfect. You’re perfect.”
I pull my head back to just the tip and lick around the head before bobbing up and down again. He pulls out of my mouth and guides me to my feet, backing me up to the wall.
“I’m not coming in your mouth, sweetness,” he says as our mouths connect.
His kiss is desperate and makes my whole body come to life. Pulling him closer, I tighten my grip in his hair as my tongue lashes against his.
He bends and picks me up, and I hiss when my back connects with the cold tile.
Palming my ass, he drags me up and down his length. “Do you need me, baby? Did sucking my dick turn you on?”
My head falls back, and I moan. “Yesss.”
“You’re dripping for me.” His voice is husky. Using the arm that’s bracing the wall, he pulls back and notches himself at my entrance, but he freezes.
“I swear to all that is holy, Luke, if you do not fuck me—”
He cuts me off with a kiss and then rests his forehead on mine. “Try to keep me away, but I have to go get a condom.” He moves to put me down, but I tighten my legs around his waist.
“Or you don’t have to use one. I have the birth control implant in my arm, and I’m good.”
He digs his fingers into my hips as his eyes search mine.
“I’m good too, and I’ve never gone without. Are you sure?” he asks, and I brush my lips over his.
“I’m sure.”
He shudders as he notches himself at my core and slowly slides in. His head falls forward to my shoulder.
“Holy fuck,” he whispers and scrapes his teeth along my skin. “You’re so hot and tight. I’ve never felt anything so good before.”
He looks up, and his green eyes shine back with such love that I clench around him, causing him to groan.
“Don’t do that, sweetness, or this will be over before it starts.”
“I need you . . . please . . . fuck me, Luke.” I weave my fingers through his hair and pull his mouth back to mine.
He pins me to the wall and pistons in and out of me, hitting that magical spot.
I claw at his back with my good hand, needing him closer. Bending his head, he sucks my nipple into his mouth. I shiver when he bites down just hard enough, and it’s too much.
“You’re so beautiful, sweetness. You take my cock so well, like you were made for me.”
And I believe him.
We were made for each other.
I would go through everything again just to be with this man right at this moment.
“You’re so close. Come for me, sweetness. Milk my cock,” he says in my ear.
My orgasm is right there, and my eyes start to roll into the back of my head.
“Look at me, baby. I want to see your eyes when you come on my cock.”
My eyes snap open at his command.
“Luke!” I scream as my orgasm tears through me.
He pumps two more times before he pulses inside me and bites down on my shoulder as he comes.
“I love you, sweetness. So much. Thank you for trusting me.” Leaning in, he kisses me with such passion that I can feel his love.
“I love you too.”
He rests his forehead on mine. “I never want to leave. You feel too good.”
“Until you can’t hold me up anymore.”
“I’ll hold you forever if you let me,” he says as he slides me down his body, waiting to make sure I can stand on my own.
“I’m telling you, the infinity water heater tank is the best investment I ever made for this house.” I laugh as we start to shower.
He smiles. “I can agree with that.”
He pauses, staring at me.
“What?” I say over my shoulder.
“You’re so beautiful, and I’m so lucky you allowed me in your life.”
I blush and reach around him to grab my body wash. “I think I’m the lucky one.”
He smacks my ass and grabs his own body wash. “Wrong. Now hurry up, sweetness. We don’t want to be late meeting my parents at the farm.”
“Oh, shit, I forgot we were meeting everyone at the farm.” I start to panic.
“We have time. It’ll be fine.”
“Fine?! If we’re late, your parents will think we were having sex and blowing them off!”
“They know we’re having sex, we live together. And they won’t think we’re blowing them off.” He leans in and kisses me briefly, and my eyes flutter closed as the anxiety seeps from my body.
“Now let’s finish getting ready so we can go,” he says, humor dancing in his eyes.
“Stop distracting me.”
“I’m going to let Penny out. You have thirty minutes.” He leans down and gives me one more hard kiss.
Watching him leave, I can’t think of a time I was ever happier in my life.