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Luke tracks every inch of the movement, offering encouragements and naughty praises as I go, adjusting his stance to get a full view of my hand on my sex. “You look perfectwhen you touch yourself for me, sweetheart. Do you know how many times I imagined what you would look like, pleasuring yourself? I got off to picturing you teasing that delicious cunt while thinking of my cock countless times before you ever stopped calling me jackass.”
The fingers at my clit pick up speed, moving in time with the slide of my mouth over his cock. His words add to the tension in my throbbing sex, bringing me closer to the edge.
“When was the first time you thought about me, gorgeous?”
I look up at him, unable to respond with a mouth full of his divine cock, deciding I need to shut him up, too. My mouth, the hand on his shaft, and the hand on my clit all ratchet up in speed. I take him deeper, hitting the back of my throat on each forward thrust. The look in his eyes grows wild, muscles tensing across his thick neck, broad shoulders, sculpted arms, and unfair abs.
I lose myself in the motions, focused on getting both of us there. My core clenches around nothing, and I ache to be filled. I’m sure he’d take over in a second if I asked, but this time I’m determined to take care of him. My fingers slide down my seam and inside myself, even hotter and wetter than the steaming shower around us.
My hips rock, riding my fingers as I work his shaft with my throat, lips, and hand. “Fuck, baby,” he breathes, hips stuttering as his cum spurts down my throat. Tasting him, feeling him come apart at my mercy, sends me over the edge, and an orgasm quickly ripples through me before I release him from my mouth.
Luke drops to his knees in front of me, water spraying over both of our heads, curls of steam twining past our shoulders. He pulls my lips to his, kissing me fervently, holding my mouth to his with sensuous pressure. “You are perfect, in every single way.” Then he takes the fingers I was just riding and sucks theminto his mouth, licking and tasting every drop the shower hasn’t already washed away. “Every. single. one,” he says, placing a kiss to a different fingertip after each word.
“The first day I met you,” I say.
“Hmm?” he asks, leaning his forehead against mine.
“The first day I met you was the first time I came with your name on my lips.”
Chapter 31
Luke
“Your mother has a soft heart. After I’m gone, sometimes the hard things will fall to you.”-Grandad Ernie to fifteen-year-old Luke during one of their last conversations.
Careful not to make extra noise, I close the blue painted cabinet door. Allie is upstairs sleeping, and I’d like her to stay that way until I have her coffee ready.
She insisted on taking care of me last night, including playing with my hair as I fell asleep with my head on her chest. I’m about as good at accepting help as she is, but she knows exactly how to make me take what I need.
Grandad charged me with taking care of mom half my life ago. Which, admittedly, was a sort of fucked up thing to do to a fifteen-year-old. But I can’t blame him.How else was he supposed to make sure his daughter was okay with him gone?
Being here this week and spending countless hours at the hospital with mom, then coming home to Allie has my perspective shifting. I can honor Grandad and make sure Mom’sokay without having to do it the same way he did. Mom’s young, barely in her fifties. She doesn’tneedme here all the time. She’s rarely kept a job for more than six months, but that doesn’t mean she can’t try again.
I can still have Station 19,Voyeur Motors, all of it. The bar is happening in a couple of months, though I like the idea less and less as the days with Allie next door atTurbinerace by. I don’t have to sacrifice myself to make sure Mom’s okay. The trick will be getting her to see it that way, too.
“Are you making me coffee, Lucas Pine?” Allie asks, emerging from the hallway at the top of the stairs. Morning light beams in, shining golden on her sweet face and mussed chestnut hair. One of my faded black racing tees hangs off one smooth shoulder and rides up just enough to show some cheek as she comes down to the kitchen.
“I am. Was planning to bring it to you in bed. Heard that’s the only acceptable reason to wake you up.” I retrieve the creamer from the fridge to add to her coffee. “But it’s tough to wake up earlier than you.”
She climbs onto a stool at the kitchen island and says, “I do love coffee in bed.” Her voice still sleepy.
“Then I’ll keep trying.” I place the warm cup of coffee in Allie’s waiting hands and a kiss to her temple. “I’d like you to come see Mom today. How would you feel about that?”
“Sure,” her response is immediate and enthusiastic, the first sip of coffee already lending her energy. “I’ve been wanting to meet her. Will she be okay with me being there?”
“Oh, yeah. After I told her about you yesterday, she scolded me for not bringing you by sooner.”
She squeezes my hand across the island. “Then we’ll definitely go together.” Bringing Allie to the hospital with me today will make the entire ordeal with mom feel less daunting.Her presence this week has already brought me peace where I normally wouldn’t have had any.
While she’s upstairs getting ready, I search the house for things Mom might need help with. Cam did a good job of putting in the hydraulic slow-close mechanism for the screen door to the front porch. The stair railing the handyman repaired feels sturdy. None of the plumbing is leaking. The gardener’s doing a good job, better than I ever did. Things are not in the kind of shape that I expected, which is a relief. And also a bit irritating, since Mom is always saying how much she needs me to do.
I grab the last few days’ worth of mail on my way back into the house. While I’m sorting the junk out, I come across an official-looking pink envelope.Shit.
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“So, my little goat tells me you’re a Leo,” Mom says, ten seconds after being introduced to Allie. “But he didn’t know your rising or moon. Men can be so useless.”
Allie doesn’t join in with Mom’s laughter. “Some men can be, but Luke isn’t.”
