“Ride me, baby. Take every inch of me and get that pussy off.”
I timidly slide my hips forward, testing the new position. My clit drags over his hard flesh, causing sparks to fly through my pussy.
“Oh, God,” I moan as I hitch my hips forward again.
“That’s right,” Luke moans as his hands move to my hips. He encourages me to quicken my pace as his hands guide me. I reach forward and steady myself on his muscled thighs as I spread my legs wider, taking him deeper. I find my rhythm and within seconds I am on the verge.
“Luke,” I gasp. “Luke, please,” I beg as I desperately race towards my orgasm.
“Take us there, Shayne,” he moans as he raises his hips, impossibly giving me more. I clench my nails into the hard flesh of his thighs as I grind into him. My climax hits me with blinding force, ripping his name from my lips over and over as he grabs my hips and drives upward into me. When Luke releases me, I collapse forward onto his legs. I hear him chuckle as he gently lifts my sated body.
“Did I wear you out, tesoro bella?”
The two of us are still connected and I can still feel his semi erect cock inside of me. I lean back just a little bit and wiggle my hips in answer, still mute after the workout he has just given me. He trails his strong hands down my spine. I have no damn clue how my man does this to me; I am in my own Luke-fogged thoroughly fucked dream world. He lifts me up and bends me down on all fours, then proceeds to work me over again. This time, he really does wear me out.
Getting dressed, we head back upstairs. I can see that Luke has started to wind down a little bit from when he first came home from work. We hang out in the kitchen for the rest of the night making pizza and having a few beers. At the end of the evening we lock up the house, more than ready to go to bed. On our way to our bedroom, Luke stops me at the top of the stairs, taking my hand and pulling me in the opposite direction.
“They are all done decorating Lucy’s room,” he explains. “I want you to see it.”
Luke opens the door and I finally get to see what he has had done. Every piece of furniture that she picked out when we went shopping is here. Her little bed with the white headboard is up against one wall, all decorated with the brightest pink quilt she could find. There is a matching dresser as well as a matching nightstand. One wall is painted the same color pink as her bedding and the other wall is covered with pink and white flowers; on the floor is a big pink heart-shaped rug.
“It’s perfect, Luke! She is going to love this.”
“You think so?”
I look around again in amazement. “She won’t ever want to leave this room.”
I bring my lips to his and without touching him, I kiss him with everything I have.
“You’re an amazing father, Luciano Schavone. Not just because of this, though. From the first time you set eyes on her a few weeks ago, you created a strong bond with our little girl and you make it stronger every day just by being you.”
Taking hold of both of my hands, he pulls me the rest of the way into him. He takes our joined hands and brings them to his lips, placing a kiss on top of them.
“You have no idea how much hearing you say that means to me. I wish I could have been with the two of you these past years, but there is nothing that either one of us can do to change that. Know this though, baby. You have raised a little girl who I am so proud so call my daughter.”
Letting go of my hands, he brings one of his up and brushes my cheek.
“She is perfect, just like my tesoro bella.”
Taking back my hand, he walks us to our bedroom where we change and get ourselves ready for bed. Before I fall asleep in Luke’s arms, I see a glimpse of a dark haired little boy with green eyes just like his father.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Waking up to the feeling of warm sunshine on my face, I roll over only to find that Luke is not in bed. I sit up and glance over at the clock. 8:30. What the hell?
I jump out of bed and scramble around the room looking for some clothes to wear. I start the shower, letting the water heat while I brush my teeth. When I’m done, I step under the warm spray and take care of cleaning and shaving myself everywhere.
Half an hour later I am dressed and ready, pulling my hair up into a high ponytail. I get everything Lucy will need for the beach out of her room before heading downstairs to try and find Luke. We are supposed to be over to Bubba and Jen’s house at ten. After searching for him throughout the house and not finding him anywhere, I walk back into the kitchen and notice a note sitting on the counter that I missed, telling me he went over to talk with his father and for me not to worry.
Deciding to skip coffee this morning, I pick my phone up off of the counter and call Adam as I know he must be on his way to the airport by now.