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“Hello! I’ve heard such wonderful things about you,” said Lana, unfazed, to a clearly petrified Natalie. “So… did you like the clothes we picked out?”
“I— I—” Natalie began, but she couldn’t seem to form the rest of her thought.
“Aww… she’s speechless!” Lana said, beaming. “It was my pleasure, really. Besides, Lucas did most of the work. I was just there as a second opinion.”
“Lana…” she mustered, finally. “Remind me, how do you know Lucas again?”
“Through Harrison, my husband—his brother and Lucas are friends. You’ve met Johann, right?”
Natalie was silent. “Yes,” she stammered, awkwardly. “I have to go, but thank you.” She handed the phone back to me, shaking, and sank into a nearby chair.
“I’ll talk to you later, Lana. Thanks again for all the help, and give Harrison my best!”
“Of course. Take care, Lucas.” And she ended the call.
I put my phone back in my pocket. “See?” I said, looking at Natalie. “What did I tell you?”
She looked almost embarrassed. “But why would…”
“Why would my sister make up a nasty lie like that? Because she and my mom have this idea that you’re one thing—that you’re no good for me, or using me—when, in reality, they know nothing about you. As far as the photos, Lana and my sister are friends; my best guess is Johann sent them thinking she might get a kick out of them. But clearly, she had other motives.”
She didn’t say anything, but I could tell from her body language Natalie was more at peace than before.
“Natalie… are we okay?”
Here, she looked up. “Yes, we’re okay. And Lucas,” she continued, “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to believe it, even when your sister showed me the photos.” Natalie began tearing up.
I sat in the chair next to her, wrapping my arms around her; she hugged them, burying her face into my shoulders. We sat there quietly for what felt like a long time before I reached over and tenderly kissed her on the forehead.
“No more tears, okay? Today is a happy day.” Then I looked into her eyes and smiled. “Are you ready to see the clothes?”
“Yes,” she said, grinning as she wiped tears from her eyes. “But I already sent Sophie to bed…”
“No worries. Tomorrow, then… but what about tonight?”
Natalie smiled, then leaned in to whisper something, her sweet breath enveloping my ear in its warmth. “My idea involves less clothes.”
We kissed, and for a moment I felt like we were in a movie, before she stood up and guided me into the house, through the hall, and into her bedroom.
At first I worried, after all, I had never met her parents, and Sophie was only a couple of rooms from us, but as we sat on the bed, Natalie gave me a look that put all my worries to rest.Oh, Natalie. I grabbed her, then, and kissed her hard on the mouth. She kissed me back, passionately, and for a moment it felt as if our tongues were dancing to the rhythm of some song only she and I could hear. Slowly I slid my hands up her thighs and under her shirt, finding her tender breasts and caressing them with my fingertips. I was pleased to find she wasn’t wearing a bra; slowly I played with her nipples, and she moaned softly in response.
“Lucas,” she purred.
The way she said my name excited me, and I felt the blood rush to my cock. She felt it, too, and grabbed my crotch, quickly undoing the button on my pants and pulling it free from my boxer briefs. It throbbed in response to her touch, and as she brought down her mouth to suck it, I almost cried out. Remembering where we were, I grabbed a pillow and bit it, watching wordlessly as Natalie worked her magic on me, my manhood pulsing between her luscious lips.
I couldn’t take it anymore. “I want to be inside you,” I moaned.
She arched an eyebrow, my cock still in her mouth, her drool dribbling down my shaft. She reclined until she was on her back, pulling down her jeans and then more seductively, her knickers. She was smooth, and I could see her clit was engorged. “It’s all yours,” she said, rubbing it softly as she looked into my eyes.
My primal instincts came over me, and within seconds I was on top of her, pinning her legs behind her head as I felt my way into her. Smooth with her saliva, I fit easily into her; she moaned as she threw her head back, her eyes closed. “Lucas…” she moaned again, and as I moved in and out of her, feeling her warmth envelop me, and watched her body respond to mine, the reality of our situation finally dawned on me.
I was in love with her—and she was in love with me, too.
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