He turned the ignition so the truck wasn’t running, just the battery to keep the music playing softly. Hopping out, Luke made his way around to Livy’s side. She tracked his every move, still waiting for him to say something.
“So...are you going to tell me what’s up? Why we’re in the middle of nowhere?”
“Babe, we live in a small town in the south. We’re always in the middle of nowhere.”
Olivia didn’t even bother responding to his sarcastic answer. He did have a point.
Luke dropped a quick kiss to her cheek and took her to the back of his truck. He dropped the tailgate and climbed in. Grabbing the stack of blankets he brought, Luke began to unroll each one, layering them on top of one another to create a cushion against the hardness of the truck bed.
Once he finished, he looked to Olivia who was watching him curiously. “You done?” she asked.
“Yeah, I think so. Now climb on up here and come sit with me.”
A smile graced Olivia’s face as she placed her hand into Luke’s to help her climb into the bed of the truck. Sitting and leaning back, he turned to his right and reached into a cooler that held ice and beer. Pulling out two cold ones, he cracked one open and handed it to Livy, then did the same for himself.
Bringing the ice cold beer to her lips, Olivia could feel Luke’s eyes on her as she took a long sip of the cool, crisp liquid. The first sip was always the best. Turning sideways with the beer still tipped to her lips, she took another sip while she waited for him to say something, anything.
“What?” she said, not really asking him anything. “I like it.”
Luke just shook his head as he grinned at her. Taking a swig himself, Luke settled back into the pillows and opened his arm out to Livy. She curled into his side, letting out a sigh of contentment as she rested her head on his chest and draped a leg over his. There wasn’t a soul around for miles, nothing but the stillness of the evening and the country music playing softly in the background to keep them company.
Olivia realized why Luke hadn’t said a word about where they were going—it wasn’t needed. He was showing it to her, how easy and tranquil it was for them even in the middle of nowhere. That it didn’t matter where they were or what they were doing, as long as they were doing it together.
How could she ever think of leaving the warmth of Luke’s arms now?
A few beers in and Olivia was cozying up against Luke when Billy Currington’s Must Be Doin’ Somethin’ Right came on the radio. A lazy smile graced her face as she looked up and said, “I love this song.” A soft hum started in the back of her throat.
“Hang on, baby.”
Hidden behind the cooler, Luke pulled out a stuffed animal. A Care Bear. Olivia’s heart melted at the sight of its plush little purple body. Luke had called her Care Bear for as long as she could remember. He once told her she was like a little bear that kept people warm and comforted when they were in need. The purple bear was small, and around its neck was a dark blue pouch. Luke held the bear in his hand for a moment before he gave it to her.
“For you.”
“What is it?”
“Well, open it and see.”
Olivia ran her fingers across the blue pouch before she pulled the drawstring apart. Cupping her hand below it, she tipped the bag and the contents fell out.
Inhaling a breath, she gasped. Olivia looked at the piece of jewelry lying in her palm. Nestled in her hand was a diamond heart necklace. It was absolutely stunning. She picked up the heart and a dainty gold chain dropped from it.
Olivia was speechless. She was caught off guard and wasn’t sure what to think of it. He’d surprised her with gifts in the past, but nothing this extravagant.
Looking into his green eyes, they held more emotion than words could ever express at that moment. He loved her. She knew he did. It was almost unnerving for Olivia to see the intensity of love held in his eyes for her. Knowing Luke, he wasn't going to say much about his gesture. If anything, he'd belt out one of his songs instead.
“Luke...” she said breathlessly.
Luke shrugged his shoulders.
“It's...too much... Why? You didn't—”
“I know I didn't have to,” he said, cutting her off. “But it reminded me of you when I saw it. I wanted you to have it.”
Olivia rolled the necklace around in her palm, the diamonds sparkling with each twist as she thought about his last comment.
Looking at Luke, his backwards ball cap had his curls flaring out along the sides. Leaning in, Olivia inhaled his intoxicating scent that licked across his skin. She kissed the curve of his neck, her lips pressing against his warm skin. He smelled so good her body started to slowly ignite.
Whispering heavily she said, “Thank you. I love it,” and continued to softly dust kisses all around Luke's neck, onto his cheek and over to his mouth. He didn’t move a muscle, just sat motionless. Olivia gave one last kiss to his lips, pressing hard but letting her tongue just faintly touch his lips teasingly.
Olivia pulled back and watched the muscles in Luke’s jaw work as he fought to keep it together. He just kept staring into her eyes with his unblinking gaze. The steady friction between them bubbled into sensual anticipation and all she could think of was being closer to him.
“Just curious, but what made you think of me when you saw this?” Olivia asked as she sat back and licked her lips, tasting Luke on them.
A smile cracked across Luke's handsome face as he picked up the necklace and held it in his hand, admiring it.
“Hmm...I couldn't tear my eyes from it. I was going to walk away, I really tried, but the diamonds caught the light and flickered brilliantly. It's perfect and beautiful just the way it is. It made me think of you. The center is empty, but when it’s around your neck it's full, because you've filled it. It’s my heart that you’ve captured and if you’re going to hold on to it, I want you to wear it around your neck…so it’s next to your heart.”
“Goodness, Luke,” was all she could muster up. Talk about aiming straight for the heart.
Both became silent as they stared into each other’s eyes. His southern drawl was heavy with each word he spoke, pulling her in deeper and locking her to him in what would be forever. Hearing him express the words she knew came from his heart was both reassuring and painful at the same time.
Painful because she still hadn’t told him about medical school.
Not wanting to go there, Olivia pushed the thought out of her mind and put her focus back on the necklace and Luke. It hurt too much to think of anything else.
Luke’s heartfelt gesture hit her like a ton of bricks slamming into her chest. Her emotions were climbing and she was unable to form a sentence. Olivia did the only thing she felt was needed in that moment. She reached over and pulled Luke's face to hers, kissing him with as much strength as she possibly could.
She wanted to show him how much his words and thoughtfulness meant to her. She pressed her mouth hard to Luke's, pouring herself into him. Gripping the sides of his neck, her lips tingled as she kissed Luke's lips, tasting the coolness of the beer as her tongue slipped inside. When their tongues collided, they both groaned and consumed one another, as if they were kissing each other for the first time. Olivia felt herself growing wet just from his kiss and she wanted more.
Overcome with desire and emotion, she sat up higher and threw her leg over Luke's lap, straddling him but never breaking contact with his mouth.
“Hang on, baby,” he mumbled against her lush lips, “let me put the necklace around your neck.” When she didn’t listen, he reached up and yanked at her hair.
“I said hang on, Livy.”
Livy’s back arched as he held onto her ponytail, breaking the kiss. He traced open mouthed kisses down her neck to her collarbone, running his tongue along the narrow bone. He felt Olivia shudder in pleasure. Reaching behind her, his fingers met and clasped the necklace closed.
“There ya go.”
Luke nearly growled when he grip
ped her hips and tugged her tighter to him. His palms skated down the curve of her ass as he held her to him. Her sigh turned into a moan. She pulled off his hat and ran her fingers through his hair, never letting up. Her actions had his body heating and his cock hard. She rolled her hips into him and Luke almost lost it.
Luke's playful tongue had Olivia pulling on his shirt and trying to remove it as she began to slowly grind against him, creating a steady friction against his zipper. Reaching behind his head, he pulled off his shirt and threw it to the side. Luke gripped her ass tighter and thrust his body back, unable to control himself. His cock was in pain from being trapped inside and wanted nothing more than to sink into her.
She was breathing heavy as he nipped and sucked on the curve of her slender neck. Olivia moaned Luke's name as he ran his tongue below her ear, leaving a wet trail. A soft breeze passed over them and it caused her to shiver against him.
Luke was past aroused. He was fighting the urge to roll them over and make love to her in the bed of his truck, his cock taking on a heartbeat of its own.
Fuck it.
Holding onto her, Luke rolled over Livy until he was on top of her, her legs spreading to accommodate his body. Olivia wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her heels into him, causing him to push into her sex harder. She moaned and arched her back. His erection was straining to be released. Oh how he would love nothing more than to slam right into her. Livy groaned loudly as she reached down to the waistband of his pants, her fingers sliding over his length, fumbling to unzip his pants and get what she so desperately needed.
“Uh uh…” Luke mumbled, shaking his head slightly. “Shhhh.”
Luke grabbed her hand to stop. Taking both wrists, he placed them above her head and held them down with one of his hands. He could tell she was about to speak, but he spoke before she could.
“Let me take care of you. It’s about you tonight.”
Olivia’s body relaxed beneath him, her eyes glazed over. He could smell the sweet coconut on her skin as he kissed the top of her breasts that had risen up from her tank top. She smelled delicious. She closed her eyes feeling her nipples hardened as he skimmed over them, rubbing in circles and then pinching them. Leaning down, he ran his tongue along the tops of her breasts slowly as he created a steady push of back and forth with his hips against hers.
“Luke… Oh, God…” she panted heavily. Olivia tried to pull her hands away, but they were still locked in place.
“I…need you. Please, Luke,” she said, biting down on her bottom lip.
With his free hand, Luke gently held her chin, forcing her to open her mouth and release her bottom lip. He knew she was close to climaxing.
“Don’t hold back by bitin’ on that lip of yours, baby. No one is around for miles. It’s just you and me,” Luke said, continuing with his exquisite torture.
Nearly crying out loud, she said his name one last time. “Luke, please… I want you in me now.”
His throaty laugh wasn’t helping. He leaned next to her ear, his breath hot as he said, “Just let go. Let me feel you come against me pushing into you like this. You’re so hot and worked up right now that I’d love to slide right into you and feel you gripping me, me pounding into you. Come on, baby…imagine me inside of you right now, sliding in,” he rocked against her, “and sliding out” and then he pulled his hips away. “The tension building as I work my cock in you the way you like. Your heart racing, blood heating and beggin’ for more.”
Luke looked at Olivia’s face in the throes of passion. Her head was thrown back, eyes squeezed shut and mouth was open making the most erotic sounds he’d ever heard. He squeezed her thighs, feeling her pleasure as his own.
“Slow…and deep, baby.” Luke’s voice crackled with arousal. This wasn’t easy on him. “I know how you like it. Just picture it.” She must’ve done as he said, because Olivia yelled out loudly.
He leaned down to kiss her aggressively one last time. His hand moved over her nipples, then down her flat stomach where he lifted her shirt and splayed his hand on her goosebump covered belly. Lazily, he dragged his hand in light circles creating a steady friction, teasing her before he made his way further down. He felt Olivia trying to pull her trapped hands out from under his. Luke knew he was torturing her and didn’t care. He loved it and got off on it, knowing without a doubt she’d be even wetter from it.
“Luke! Please let go of my hands so I can touch you.”
Chuckling, he said, “Nope.”
Luke untied the drawstring of her pants and slid his hand slowly over her panties, pushing against her mound with the heel of his hand and feeling how wet she was. Olivia moaned, her body undulating at the spot he touched. He took his time as he slowly rubbed her covered clit. Olivia tried to squeeze her legs shut but his large turned-the-hell-on body was in the way and it couldn’t be done. Luke was ready to burst at this point. He wanted her so fucking bad, but he didn’t want to give in. Luke moved his hand up to the lace front of her panties, pulled them down and slid a finger in. She bucked, silently asking for more. He pushed harder and rubbed her clit with his finger, using her wetness to bring her higher. Once he moved a little deeper, Luke was able to feel how drenched she was and he growled. God, how he wanted to fuck Olivia right now and would almost give anything to do so, but he wouldn’t. It wasn’t about him tonight. It was about her.
Luke rubbed her clit with his thumb and slid in and out of her with two fingers, wishing to the heavens it was his dick. His cock strained against his jeans even more when he felt her walls tighten and pulse around his fingers.
“It’s right there, baby. I can feel it,” he whispered on her lips, biting the bottom one.
“I’m so close…”
“Just let go.”
He curved his fingers up and thumbed her clit hard. Olivia yelled into his mouth as she orgasmed immediately. His fingers didn’t let up until every last part of her orgasm was pulled from her. Her back arched and her legs were rubbing and squeezing his hips as she purred. Luke knew another orgasm was on the horizon and pulled his fingers out but continued to stroke her wet and swollen folds, not entering her. Up and down he slid, rotating around her clit and down to her entrance just hovering to tease her.
“Luke,” she panted, her chest rising rapidly. “Please, I need you in me.”
“Believe me, baby, I want to be in you more than you know,” he said huskily.
Luke chuckled and then plunged two fingers into her again, ending his torture on her. He curved them and her hips bucked. Olivia bit down on her bottom lip as he pressed down one last time on her sensitive clit, vibrating his thumb back and forth. Luke felt her tighten once more, her thighs quivering as she released again. She moaned his name loudly and thrust her hips against his fingers as she felt her body explode.
This is what he loved to feel… Him giving her pleasure and watching her blow up from his touch. Even through the darkness outside, he could see her flushed cheeks and look of bliss curving her lush lips. Luke leaned down and grinned against her lips. Damn if that wasn’t the hottest thing he’d ever witnessed.
Olivia's body stirred against Luke’s. She gently nudged him as little sounds traveled from her chest and escaped her parted lips. He watched her hand rise on his chest as she snuggled closer. Their legs were a tangled mess, but he couldn’t bring himself to move.
Wrapped in warmth, Olivia knew Luke was awake from the gentle caressing on her lower back. It was a feathery touch that caused her to shiver in his arms. His fingertips were thick and rough, fingers that she loved to watch play the guitar with expertise.
Taking a deep breath, she sighed and stretched her neck up to Luke's face.
“Hey, handsome,” Livy said. Her voice was groggy and thick.
Luke nodded, the tips of his mouth lifting into a smile in return. “Care Bear.”
Livy’s sleepy smile widened.
“Sleep well?”
“Actually, yes. I don’t think I moved all night.” The s
cent of early morning dew filled the air as she laid there.
“Been up a while?”
“Not long. Just watching you sleep.”
“How are your parents?” Olivia asked quietly. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen them.”
“Same old, nothing really new with them. My brothers keep them on their toes. Mama wasn’t feeling well yesterday when she got up... Something about a sore throat. Truthfully, I think she’s doing too much. She needs to take a break, but I know she won’t. Always wanting to do everything. She probably has a sore throat from yelling at the boys all the time.”
Popping her head off Luke’s chest, she asked, “Want me to come over and take a look at her? Maybe I can help.”
He squeezed Livy to him, loving how genuinely concerned she was.
“Awe, Care Bear, you’re always wanting to take care of everyone. I’m sure she’s fine, but if she complains anymore then you can come and check her out. If I know Mama, she won’t utter a word of pain, though. Tough little thing that she is.” A rolling sound of laughter rumbled from Luke’s chest as he said, “In a way you’re like my mother when it comes to caring for people. Maybe that’s why I like you.”
She playfully slapped his chest. Luke couldn’t help but laugh at her.
Their time at Georgia Southern University is where the nickname ‘Care Bear’ came into play more. He knew Olivia aspired to work in the medical field and assumed she’d become a nurse. She’d mention it here and there, but then just say she had time to decide. Her one focus was school and maintaining her grades and the rest would fall into play, she’d say. Olivia had drive, and Luke admired her for it.
“Fine…but maybe I should come over just to say hi to them. We’ve been back for a few weeks now and I haven’t stopped by…”
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