radicalducati 2.88
2.88
Lucas’s POV
I sensed her dark mood creeping in when she whispered that question to me vulnerably and melted into my embrace with more need for reassurance.
“Perfect is overrated, Angel. Some action every now and then gives life more flavor” I said lightly.
She looked up at me and said sadly “Action is dangerous with unexpected outcomes”
I ran my hand through her hair soothingly “You have nothing to be scared of Angelina. We’ll always have each other from now on and that is the only constant thing that will never change” I said softly.
“I hope so” she said vulnerably while her eyes started to tear up a little bit.
I know how freaked out she really is by the thought of losing this good thing that she found after almost giving up on happiness after her mother’s death. I know why it makes her so afraid of the unpredictable future ahead. She thought her life was going perfectly. That nothing can ever ruin that simple happy life because she never experienced bad things until Zade ruined it all. And now, she knows exactly what it’s like to feel pain and loss, she knows how destroying it can be to lose that one thing that makes her life perfect again and she’s scared out of her mind to feel that pain again.
“I feel so happy with you right now. But there is still some guilt inside me, that I shouldn’t be feeling this blissful when I’ve lost mom not so long ago” she admitted in a low voice.
“I know that guilt baby, trust me, it’s wrong to think like that. She’d want you to get back into your life as fast as possible. Find the things that make you happy and alive again. Because she loved you so much. If she’s checking up on you, wherever she is; and I can bet on anything that she is, she’d be so damn glad you started enjoying your life again. I don’t know her, but I know and love the girl she raised you to be, and I can guarantee everything I said to be true…wouldn’t you?” I said tentatively.
She says softly after a few seconds “I would, You’re right”
I tilted her head up and gave her a long, slow, passionate kiss to comfort all her dark feelings.
After a considerable, relaxing amount of time, we decided to catch some sleep before we hit the road early tomorrow to catch up on breakfast back home with the family.
No one called me to check how things were going. I’m guessing they were giving us some space to work things out between us.
We dried ourselves, wore some clothes and went back to cuddling on the fresh, clean, bed sheet.
I closed my eyes and dreamt about all the amazing things I still have in store for me and her. I had so many plans for her. I’m going to make all her dreams come true. All her ambitions, hopes and dreams. With me by her side, supporting her all the way. It’s only fair that I give her back what she gave me so generously. To return her love and trust in me. She gave me my dream and made it come true, and I’m planning on making hers come true as well.
***
I woke up to a throbbing erection.
That was the first thing I was aware of for it was incredibly hard as a rock and kind of hard to miss.
I opened my eyes slowly and immediately knew why it was that way.
I was spooning Angelina from behind. She was hugging my right arm that was underneath her like her favorite pillow, and her ass was pressed against my erection. Her thin underwear wasn’t doing anything to lessen the sexiness spilling from that hot, perky little ass of hers. No wonder my candy stick got so excited when it rubbed itself on to me. Look at that heavenly thing! It was like an open buffet to a starving man, oh and I was starving All right. My dick was pulsing like my damn heart was beating down there.
I checked my watch and saw that it was five in the morning. Dim lights were illuminating the room from the floor to ceiling window.
Well, it was time to wake up anyway. We need to check out and be on the road in no less than one hour to be there in time for breakfast in Snow. Might as well enjoy a kinky, wild session while we have the luxury of going all out.
My fingers slipped through her underwear and pressed against her soft clit slowly while my mouth started tracing little kisses on the side of her exposed neck.
She hummed and stirred in her sleep.
“Rise and shine, Angel. I have a beautiful treat for you baby” I whispered sensually in her ear.
She squinted her eyes at me and said in complaint “It’s…still..” a little cute yawn got in the way before she continued “Very early”
I quickened my pace on her clit and said huskily “Tell that to my dick, Angel. It has a crush on your ass and I dare say it has a crush on mine because it has been rubbing itself on me for quite a while now”
She furrowed her eyebrows and bit her lower lip to contain her moan from escaping, which only caused me to play harder with her clitoris making her surrender to her soft moans and sighs.
“No it wasn’t!” she denied shyly.
“No? Why am I so hard then?” I asked sarcastically as I rubbed myself against the side of her thigh, making my point clear.
She gasped when she felt it and released a small smile.
It always delights her when she feels how hard she can make me without even trying to.
Damn I can still feel her mouth on my tip when she first sucked me off last night. She drove me nuts with desire. She didn’t know what she was doing but her mouth most certainly did. That smart mouth of hers was a complete natural at driving me blind with pleasure.
“Ahhh! Lucas!” she whimpered and I felt the wetness leaking out of her while her arousal multiplied at my teasing fingers.
“Looks like someone is turned on as well” I said playfully as I pushed two fingers inside her tight hole, earning a louder moan.
“Kind of hard not to when you’re doing that” she gave me a sassy attitude while she pushed herself against my fingers.
I removed them completely and licked them clean with my mouth, my teste buds tingling at the sweetness they tasted. I closed my eyes and relished in the taste myself.
I opened them back and saw her looking at me with a pout. She was pouty because I stopped her increasing pleasure before she reached her climax.
“It felt like it was bothering you, that I was turning you on without asking” I shrugged innocently.
She narrowed her eyes at me then said softly “You don’t have to ask”
“Want me to keep going?” I asked playfully.
“Yes” she said brightly.
“Beg me, baby. Show me how much you need me” I ordered wickedly.
I just love it so much when I hear my Angel beg and crave for my touch.
It satisfies me to no end, knowing that my touch makes her wet just for me, mine. All. Fucking. Mine.
It’s a good thing I was her first and definitely her last. Because I would have had to erase and obliterate every touch and ounce of pleasure she ever received from anyone else other than me.
But now I don’t have to, thank god. I still need to leave my imprint on her soul though. I need my name branded in there… forever.
Lucas Snow: Owner of My Soul.
It even has a fucking nice ring to it.