He tilts his head a little as he listens to me, then backs me into the brick wall of the store we're standing in front of and drops his forehead to mine and shuts me up with a kiss.
Chapter 26
We finish our walk back to Luke's and he doesn't mention stopping anywhere to look at dresses. I'm not sure what to make of that, nor am I sure how to resolve my feelings about him paying for a dress, so I don't say anything. Entering the penthouse, I quickly realize we're not alone.
"Uncle Luke!" Bella comes tearing down the hallway and jumps onto Luke without slowing down. He laughs and tosses her in the air, which makes her squeal in delight. Seeing me she beams. "Soapy!" She wiggles her way back to the floor and grabs my hand. "We bring you Mommy's dresses!"
I let Bella lead me to Luke's bedroom, where I find Meredith hanging dresses in the empty walk-in closet closest to the door.
"Great, you're back from lunch." Meredith gives me a hug and Luke kisses her on the cheek. "Luke said you wanted to borrow a dress for the gala next weekend, so I brought over a bunch. I'll leave them all here as they won't fit me anytime soon," she says, patting her tiny baby bump. "If you don't like any of these I have tons more."
Luke is leaning against the door jamb. "You don't mind?" I ask Meredith.
She scoffs. "Of course not. I have more dresses than I will ever be able to wear. I wouldn't even notice if you didn't return these, trust me."
"Thank you, Meredith," I say as I take in the rack of dresses. She must have had the concierge help her up, because there are eight dresses hanging neatly in a row. At least two of them will work. "These are perfect. I really appreciate it."
"Luke would have been happy to buy you a dress, you know. He'd buy you anything you wanted."
"I know," I respond, meeting her curious gaze. "I'm just not ready for that."
Meredith smiles. "Let me know which dress you decide on and I'll send over the shoes, bag and wrap to match."
We exit the unused closet and find Bella jumping on the bed with Luke keeping a close eye on her.
"Five little monkeys jumped on a bed," Bella chants. "One fell off and bumped her head! Luke said no more jumping on the bed!" Bella giggles hysterically. "Seven little monkeys jumped on a bed!" She continues on in non-numerical order.
"Come on, monkey, it's time to go home."
"Catch me, Uncle Luke," Bella yells as she launches herself off the bed with no warning. Luke catches her, of course, and swings her around before placing her on her feet, where she takes off running for the front door. I wonder if my life would be different if I'd been as confident as Bella at her age, surrounded by people who would never let me fall.
The front door shuts behind Meredith and Bella, and Luke turns to me. "Is borrowing a dress agreeable?" He cocks one eyebrow.
"I love you back," I reply instead.
His eyes spark before his lips twitch in a grin. "The trick was borrowing things for you?"
"I'm curious about anal."
His eyes positively light up. "I can help you with that," he responds, picking me up by the waist so that I wrap my legs around him as he walks us back to the bedroom. "We can call it a loan from your pussy to your ass, if this borrowing thing is what gets you hot."
I laugh at that before he wraps a hand into my hair and tugs hard, pulling at my scalp. The slight pain sends a trail of want straight down my core, ending in a throb between my legs. I return the favor, placing both of my hands in his thick hair and tugging hard. He groans into my mouth. I love it when he groans. I love all the noises he makes when we're together. He's normally so polished, controlled. Knowing I make him lose himself, it's intoxicating.
His fascination with sticking it in my ass thrills me, if I'm being honest. It's like he can't get enough of me, like he wants to be inside of me in every way possible. It's so taboo, yet he doesn't flinch at sticking his finger in my back end, or his tongue. I want to experience his cock there too.
"Luke, I want you to come in my ass, okay?" I tug his head back and look in his eyes. "I want to feel you dripping out of me when we're done."
"You filthy little bitch, you're gonna be the death of me."
He stands me next to the bed and pulls my sweater off over my head while I scramble to remove his. He undoes my pants next, pushing me back on the bed once they've cleared my hips and then dragging them the remaining way down my legs with my panties.
I move to scoot back on the bed but he stops me with one word. "Stay." My ass is on the edge of the bed, my feet on the floor as he leans forward and unsnaps my bra.