22. Lucas
LUCAS
She’d asked me how she should dress and I’d told her casually, hoping to see the jeans I loved so much. She didn’t disappoint, opening the door in high-waisted jeans and a black top with a plunging neckline. Her hair was curled in big waves down her back. She looked incredible, as always.
I immediately grabbed her and pulled her into my arms. If I was doing this, if we were doing this, we were doing it right. And I wanted to touch her more than I wanted air. I buried my face in her neck and took a deep breath .
“Hi Angel. You look gorgeous.” I pulled back to look into her amber eyes. “I missed you.”
“Hi yourself.” She smiled and touched her forehead to mine. “I missed you too.”
We stood there for a moment, just absorbing each other’s presence until I couldn’t resist and leaned down for a quick, soft kiss.
But after two seconds, our soft kiss became a bit more, and then a bit more until I was stepping into her and pushing her against her front door.
I covered her body with mine as I devoured her. My mouth trailed from her lips to kiss down the column of her throat. When I felt her clear it against my lips, I stopped to look up.
She was flushed and breathing heavily, but smiling. I smiled back and kissed the tip of her nose.
“Let’s go.”
I grabbed her hand and walked her to my truck, tucking her in the passenger seat. Then I joined her and began driving toward our destination.
“Will you tell me where we’re going now?”
“I will not, no.”
She huffed and shook her head while I grabbed her hand, interlocking our fingers over the center console.
“So Leo said you had a guest with you yesterday.”
She chuckled and bit her bottom lip nervously. “I hope that’s okay? That I brought someone with me? He seemed pissed.”
“You’re going to have to get used to that, sweetheart. That’s his default state.”
Olivia nodded, but was still looking at me expectantly .
“It’s fine Angel. You were careful. Leo was a little suspicious about where she was from and wondered if we should be worried, but judging from the purple hard hat, I’m not concerned.” I shot her a knowing smile.
“Oh, my god. Did he take her picture?”
“He absolutely did. And sent it with a text asking me where the hell someone finds a purple hard hat. Though I think he might have had a crush and just wanted a picture of her.”
“Lavender.”
“What?”
“Her hard hat was lavender. She’d feel the distinction was important.”
I laughed and offered my apologies. “Lavender. So sorry.”
She looked so beautiful in the evening light that filtered through the window. So at peace in my space.
“Lucas. Where are we going?”
Olivia had perked up. By now, she probably recognized the route we were taking. She’d just been out here yesterday.
“Hmm?”
“Lucas. If you are making me work right now, I’m going to be cranky.”
“No work Angel. I promise.”
I pulled onto the winding lane that led to Helen’s home. Olivia seemed extremely skeptical until she noticed why we were here.
Hanging from one side of the house was a giant white screen. About forty feet away was a small table with a projector and a blanket .
I’d chosen this spot because the view was incredible. Helen really had scouted the perfect location. It was an equal distance between Olivia’s home, mine, and my father’s lake house. In fact, since it was elevated fairly high, you could actually see the lake from here.
It was private and beautiful. We’d just gotten to the point of construction where a lot of our heavy equipment was cleared out, so it was still a mess, but less of a construction zone.
“Lucas! This is insane. Did you do this?”
“Of course I did this.”
I helped her out of the truck, grabbing the basket of food I’d brought.
“Wow. It’s so magical up here. I’ve never been here at night.”
“Helen does have an eye for property, I’ll give her that.”
I guided Olivia to the blanket, sitting down next to her with my legs spread out in front of me. I gathered her up, placing a leg on either side of mine so she was straddling my lap.
“I love the view up here,” she whispered while staring out at the lake.
As I studied the curves of her face, I was transported back to our blanket under the willow tree in July.
Except this time I could touch her. I could savor all the parts of her I had been dying to that night.
The consequences were still the same, but my desire for her had finally eclipsed my concern.
“Me too.”
I captured her mouth in a kiss I desperately needed. She immediately responded, matching me with every movement. She started rocking her hips, creating friction for herself. When she ran her hands into my hair and dug in her nails, I snapped back to reality.
“Baby, I didn’t bring you up here for this.”
“You didn’t bring me up here for not this.”
I laughed, because… true. But I had plans to have a proper date with her and that’s what we were going to do. I grabbed her hips and lifted her, depositing her beside me.
Reaching behind me, I opened the insulated bag I’d brought containing our dinner. Inside was about half of Anthony’s menu, complete with desserts.
Liv’s mouth dropped open in surprise.
“Lucas Alessi. You are a god.”
My eyes hooded as I stared back at her. She had no idea what she was doing to me.
“I’m trying to have an actual date with you, Olivia. Please stop saying and doing things that make me want to fuck you.”
She threw her head back with a laugh. “Does that exist? Think that might be impossible.”
She had a point.
“You’re not sick of Anthony’s, though?” she asked.
“No. It’s where you met Helen, which means it’s how we met. So I thought it would be appropriate.”
She grinned, indulging my cheesy logic with a cheesy smile. We worked together to assemble the food, then sprawled out to eat.
“So, what are we watching?” She nodded to the giant screen as she twirled linguini on her fork .
“I narrowed it down to two options. Thought I’d let you pick.”
“Very wise. Let’s hear them.”
“The 1996 Clooney/J.Lo classic, Out of Sight, or a true classic, Casablanca.”
“Are you going to think I’m uncultured if I choose J.Lo?”
“Never.”
I queued up the movie and we sat under the stars eating a buffet of Italian food. While Olivia watched Clooney and Lopez banter from the trunk of a car, I watched Olivia.
It was strange how fully sure about her I was. I knew I was sitting with my future. Even through all the reservations, somewhere deep down, I felt settled. It was a feeling my father had described to me, but I never understood until now.
When the food was picked over and the heist was in full swing, Olivia turned to the view and let out a contented sigh.
“It’s so gorgeous up here. I can’t believe you can see the lake. Did you know about this spot?”
“Yeah, we knew it was here, but it was always private property and we were never sure who owned it. I’m not sure how Helen convinced the owner to sell.”
Olivia grinned. “Helen can be pretty persuasive.”
I chuckled as I looked down at the lake where I grew up.
“That she is. It’s a fantastic spot. The view is incredible.”
“Maybe I’ll ask her if we can build a tiny home for me in the yard. I would love to have this view every day,” Olivia joked.
“How tiny are we talking? I’m not a small man, Olivia.”
“Oh, you want to be able to fit in my house?”
I grabbed her chin between my fingers.
“Angel, I want to be everywhere you are.”
She mewled and grabbed my face, pulling me to her for a hot, frantic kiss. I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed her away.
“Let’s get packed up.”
Olivia pouted, but helped me place all the food containers back in the bag while I worked to gather the projector. When she bent over to grab the blanket from the ground, I took the opportunity to run my fingers up the seam of her jeans.
She whimpered and shot me a glare over her shoulder.
“Don’t tease me, Lucas.”
I smirked and raised my chin toward my truck.
The short walk felt like miles, every step heavier with anticipation. As soon as we loaded everything into the bed of the truck, I grabbed Liv around the waist and hauled her into the back seat.
Her pupils were blown as she stared up at me while I crawled over her onto the bench style seat.
“You’ve been teasing me all night, haven’t you Angel?”
She looked a little scared, like she wasn’t sure what I might do next. Good. Now she felt a bit of the fear she constantly instilled in me. That I was doing the wrong thing, that I’d lose her, that I’d keep her. Every option had its own set of fears .
“N-no,” she stuttered. “Not on purpose.”
I laughed. Low and menacing. She still had no idea what she did to me. Well then, I’d need to show her. I kept crawling further until my knees nestled between her arms and chest.
“Take me out,” I ordered.
Olivia didn’t flinch. She didn’t screw up her face in disgust. She licked her lips.
This woman was so perfect for me, it was borderline suspicious.
She slowly unbuttoned my pants. The sound of my zipper lowering clicked off the walls of the truck as she worked to free me of my clothing.
When she grabbed my cock and pulled it out, I grabbed the handle above the door and squeezed until my knuckles were sore.
“Suck it, Liv.”
The sassy smirk she gave me nearly sent me over the edge before her mouth even touched me. But then her lips covered the tip and slid all the way down to the base, while she swallowed me deep.
She held me there and swallowed twice, so I felt her throat constrict around me. On a groan, my head fell back. She made me feel feral and I couldn’t hold back.
With my hand still gripping the handle, the other moved to her face.
“Can I fuck you, baby?”
My little sex goddess nodded, sliding up and down my dick as she did.
My grip on her face tightened as I held her in place and crept in and out of her hot, wet mouth .
There was no better sight in the world than my cock gliding past those gorgeous lips, her wide eyes staring up at me. I couldn’t see, but I could feel that she’d moved her hand down to touch herself. The image of her swirling her fingers around her clit made me even harder.
I was mesmerized watching myself disappear inside of her. She kept me fascinated until I was so close I needed to pull out. I wanted to come inside her, but not in her mouth.
I knew she already had her jeans unbuttoned, so I grabbed them and quickly roughed them down her legs as I shuffled away from her mouth.
With a hand snaked behind her, I grabbed her ass for leverage with one hand and palmed her shoulder with the other so I could hold her still.
Then I thrust into the hilt in one shot, pulling a scream from Olivia I’d yet to hear.
“Lucas!”
She wiggled, trying to back away from the suddenness of the invasion, but my firm grip on her kept her in place.
“Mm, you’ll stay right there, Angel. You can do it. Take a deep breath.”
Frantic eyes bounced between mine as she sucked in a mouthful of air. I felt her muscles relax slightly, enough that her body let me begin short, staccato strokes.
Olivia’s moans were getting louder and more unhinged as I continued to work her tight muscles, increasing the length of my strokes until I was pulling almost entirely out before crashing back in.
Just like her mouth, watching myself disappear in and out of her body did something to me.
It made me animalistic, like my control would snap at any second.
That didn’t stop me from watching though, splitting my time between her pussy swallowing me up and her wide eyes and gaping, usually screaming, mouth.
I could spend the rest of my life fucking this woman and be a happy man.
Leaning down, I captured her mouth in a consuming kiss. All the desperation to get every part of my body as close to hers as possible poured into our tangling mouths.
I pounded into her with all the same need we were conveying with our mouths. Hard and fast, like we needed to connect right now or the world would end.
When her walls closed in on me and I felt the vibrations of her screams in my mouth, it was too much. I let go and poured myself into her with a deep growl, like the animal she brought out in me.
I was usually much more talkative during sex, but tonight I’d needed to be inside her so desperately. Nothing else mattered. No words, no time, no realities.
Now, though, I had plenty to say.
I kissed up and down the column of her neck while I showered her with all the praise she deserved.
I told her how incredible her mouth was. How she’d taken me so beautifully. How I loved watching my cock disappear in and out of her body. I was still deep inside her and I told her just how much I wanted to stay there.
In fact, that’s exactly what I did. Until I was ready to fuck her again and pulled her onto my lap. As I bounced her up and down, watching those plump lips round in ecstasy, any reason I’d had for denying this seemed miles away.