“I missed you, baby. I just want to taste you. I want to feel you. I need to know that you are really here with me.” I moaned at his words as he slid to the floor, on his knees between my legs. He removed my heels from my feet and kissed his way up my leg. Grabbing my panties, he slid them off my legs and opened me up before him. He kissed the insides of my thighs, teasing me. When his tongue finally glided between the lips of my pussy, I threw my head back and screamed. My fingers fisted in his hair, as I pushed his mouth further into me. I bucked my hips, riding his face, holding nothing back. His tongue rubbed slow circles around my clit until I exploded in an orgasm that left my whole body jerking. The patience Luke had was now gone as he climbed over me and pulled me up to a sitting position. He removed my shirt and bra, then gently pushed me back on the bed while he removed his own clothes. He took my breasts in his hands and pinched my nipples roughly. Pleasure shot through me as he rolled them between his fingers. His mouth replaced his hands and he sucked gently on my nipples, soothing them with each stroke of his tongue. His cock was pressed against my opening and I pushed against it, crying out from pleasure when the tip of it slid inside.
“Fuck, baby. You are so wet,” he said, surprised at how easily he had slipped inside of me.
“More,” I begged against his lips. I ran my tongue across them, tasting myself. He pushed deeper, filling me completely and it took my breath away. I arched my back, urging him to go deeper and he consented. He moved in and out of me slowly, all the while keeping his forehead pressed against mine and looking into my eyes. The love we made was beautiful. Just feeling him inside me, tasting his lips, breathing in the scent of him-was enough to complete me. There was no way I could ever want anything more than what I had in this very moment. My hands moved to his back, feeling his muscles flex each time he drove deep inside me. He could tell by the clenching of my muscles and the stiffness of my body, that I was close. He moved harder and faster, bringing me to that point of ecstasy that only he could. We came together, both of us drowning in a wave of pleasure. It was different this time, more intense. Maybe it was because we had been apart from one another for so long. Maybe it was because we felt like we had taken advantage of the time we had with one another. Whatever it was, made me realize that if I had one more day, or one hundred years left on this planet, they would amount to nothing if they weren’t with Luke.
Luke and I took a shower together. One that will go down in history. It started out with me washing him, then him washing me, then me on my knees, then me against the wall while he pounded into me. It was epic. Now I lay beside him, running circles over his chest with my fingers. His abdomen was covered in purple and blue bruises, but Luke had the strength of a bull. Not once did he give the slightest hint that he was in pain. He told me that he had some broken ribs, but by the way he just fucked me against the shower wall, I didn’t believe him.
“Does it hurt?” I asked, my hand brushing softly over his sides.
“Like hell,” he responded smiling at me, twirling a lock of my hair in his hand.
“But in the shower…” I started, unsure of how to finish the sentence.
“Babe, when I am inside you, you are all I feel. There is no room for pain, where you’re concerned,” he said, wearing his sexy smirk. Damn, I loved this man.
“Should I feel bad for killing Frankie?” My question caught him off guard, and for the first time, Luke didn’t know what to say. “I mean, maybe it just hasn’t sank in, but all I could think when I looked at him was of all the horrible things he had done to me and the hell he had put Maddie through. Didn’t he deserve to die?” I asked, my eyes searching his for judgment.
“He deserved to die. There is no doubt about that. As far as you feeling bad, I think that is something you are just going to have to deal with on your own. I can’t help you with it.” Luke’s words were ones I needed to hear. He didn’t judge me, and he didn’t give me any false hope about it getting easier.
“Have you ever killed anyone?” I asked, keeping my eyes trained on his chest. It wasn’t fair of me to ask him to share such secrets, but I needed to know. He stayed silent for a while and when he finally spoke, I knew I had unlocked a dark place in Luke’s life.
“I have. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about them or see their faces. They deserved to die too, but it wasn’t my place to take their lives. I did what I had to do though, just as you did. Instead of dwelling on the negative, think of the positive. It doesn’t make it right, but it makes it easier. There is not another woman who will be harmed at the hands of Frankie the Cutter, and they have you to thank for that.” He kissed my head and pulled me to him. I let his words sink in. The problem was that the only thing that I felt bad about was having to tell Maddie that it was me who pulled the trigger.