You'll Think of Me

by Franco, Lucia

  Luke had one of the sexiest voices she'd ever heard. It was a sexy southern drawl like sweet molasses; dark and thick. Top it off with him fingering the guitar strings and she was done for. People walking by would stop to look and see where the voice was coming from. She liked the attention he received, except when the girls would flock to him. That didn’t exactly bode well with her, but then again would any girlfriend like that? Most likely not. That husky voice and full bodied male was hers. All hers.

  Olivia had been trying to get Luke to sing more often over the years. In fact, everyone did. He penned his own lyrics that were full of emotion that flowed from his heart. Not that Luke would ever admit it, but she knew him. Plus, he had that good ol’ southern charm. Really, he was the perfect package.

  A large hand slapped the counter, bringing her back to the present. She looked over and saw Luke grinning down next to her.

  “Hey, whiskey girl,” he said huskily in her ear.

  Bringing his other arm around, Luke caged her in. He leaned down and rubbed his nose tenderly against her neck, pushing the hair to the side, causing her to shudder. Olivia leaned against his chest and he nearly growled as her scent drifted up to him. Damn. She smelled delicious tonight. Just like coconuts again. It had to be some new stuff she was using lately. He had to admit, he loved the smell on her. It was incredibly sexy and fucking hot as hell. He’d love nothing more than to take her out to his truck and have her climb on top of him. He’d wrap his lips around her taut nipple, tugging on it as he flicked it with his tongue while he manipulated the other as she rode his cock. It was hot, dirty and she loved it as much as he did.

  Olivia held onto the chair as Luke spun the barstool around. Her wavy hair lifted in the air as the chair rotated toward him, gently trailing across his chest. The sweet coconut scent drifted up into his nose. He took a deep breath and inhaled the invigorating aroma again. Luke’s eyes dilated and rolled shut. Between the scent and the images playing in his head like a movie, he had to force himself not to throw her over his shoulder and head out to his truck.

  Livy stopped spinning the chair and widened her legs, allowing him to get closer. He was close enough that he could smell the whiskey on her breath now. She smelled like she had been sunning at the beach with a drink all day.

  “You always smell like coconuts to me, Livy…” he groaned.

  “Coconuts?” Olivia giggled. Naturally his thoughts wandered to a skimpy bikini she’d probably be wearing with ties on the side. Every time she wore it he had the sudden urge to untie the sides with his teeth. His mouth began to water and all Luke wanted to do in that moment was devour her.

  Luke decided that whatever she was wearing he was going to buy stock in that shit and make her soak in it. His dick was rapidly growing hard at the thoughts running through his head.

  Peering up through her heavy lashes, Olivia gave Luke a closed lip grin that spread across her face. Her tongue swept out to slowly lick along her lips. He watched a blush bloomed across her cheeks as Luke's eyes trailed down to her tongue. Livy knew damn well she was teasing him.

  “Luke,” she breathed, trying to whisper his name behind a not so innocent smile. Why did his name have to sound so damn sexy coming from her mouth? She rose up to sit taller, tilting her head and giving him a doe-eyed look. Olivia squeezed him with her knees—little minx that she was. He tried to conceal the guttural sound in his chest as he pushed his hips into her.

  With his right hand, Luke cupped the side of her thigh. He slid his hand higher and inched down her silky smooth leg, stopping just above the hem of her jean shorts. Thank goodness she was wearing tight shorts that hugged her thighs and ass, and not those flared out cutoffs he loved. Otherwise she’d be showing everything at this angle and he couldn’t have that. Livy was his girl.

  “Baby.” Luke growled with a lopsided devilish grin. Two can play at this game.

  Livy bit down hard on the inside of her lip. She reached out, taking hold of Luke's wrist.

  Breathlessly she whispered, “Stop.”

  “Awe, baby girl. You think you're so slick, don’t you?” he said close to her face in a hushed, lazy tone.

  Olivia giggled.

  “Teasing me in a bar with people around and thinking that I would just sit back and take it? Well it’s not going to work.”

  Luke gripped her thigh tighter, rubbing his thumb in circles, making her squirm.

  “You think I won't take you out to my truck and have you flat on your back in seconds? Hmmm? Or how about I make you get right up on me and ride my cock as I take you reverse cowgirl style? I bet you wouldn't be saying ‘stop’ then, now would you?”

  Olivia's breath hitched in her throat. Aroused by Luke's dirty mouth, Olivia was seriously contemplating taking Luke up on his offer.

  “I think I would be the one taking you…”

  His eyes darkened. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, baby?” He playfully breathed into her. “It’s alright. You don’t have to admit it, but I can see your nipples harden through your shirt.” Luke chuckled as Olivia’s cheeks deepened in color.

  Pressing her hand to the solid wall of his chest in an effort to push him back, Olivia could feel the heat pulsating off him. “Settle down, big boy,” she said and then puckered her lips together.

  Luke dove in for a quick kiss, wrapping his lips around her mouth and pulling. Before she could respond, the kiss was already over. The tips of Luke's mouth curved upward like the devil himself was planning something.

  She slapped his chest and tried to push him away. “You’re mean.”

  Luke didn't budge. His eyes focused as he bent down near the back of her nape to the place he needed to taste her. He could smell the whiskey coming off her as she released a breath of hot air. Livy automatically gave him access, tilting her head to the side. He flattened his tongue against her flesh, pressed his lips down and suckled.

  Olivia grabbed the back of his arm, squeezing as hard as she could. Her skin was on fire as he teased and taunted her with his mouth, her panties wet. If Luke wanted to carry out his plan in his truck, no way in hell would Olivia object to it.

  “Don't tease me if you can't handle it, whiskey girl,” Luke breathed hotly behind her ear. His sinfully hot voice was a low and husky drawl. Damn man was sex on a stick!

  “Hey, get a damn room you two!” Ash, one of their friends, yelled.

  Luke's head snapped up and this time Olivia was able to playfully push him away. Not that she really wanted to. All of their friends were looking at them and it made Olivia’s ears get hot when she realized she and Luke had created a scene. She was so caught up in the moment with Luke that she wasn’t even aware of everyone around.

  “So you gonna sing or what, Luke?”

  Luke's brows furrowed at Tessa’s question.

  “Sing?”

  Looking at Olivia, Tessa's mouth dropped open in astonishment. “You didn't ask him?”

  “Ahh, sorry. I didn't get a chance to,” Olivia said, lifting her shoulders in an apology.

  Tessa cried out, propping her hand on her hip. “Ugh, Liv!”

  “Luke,” Olivia said in a sugary sweet voice, “will you get up and sing for us tonight? Please?” Olivia asked batting her lashes.

  All the guys groaned in unison at her request; it was the last thing they wanted.

  “How are we ever going to get some ass if you're always stealing our thunder?” Chase said.

  “For real, bro. I ain't ever gonna get laid with you always serenadin’ the ladies. Cock blocking and shit. You got a girl for fuck’s sake,” Ash complained.

  “And you never will have a lady with that kind of mouth,” Tessa swiftly said. “Who’s gonna want that,” Tessa said, waving her hand up and down the length of Ash’s body, “when we can have this?” She turned and finished in the same gesture she used to refer to Ash, but this time Luke. Ash’s face didn’t move a muscle while Tessa stood there, proud of her little dig at him.

  Olivia hugged Luke's side an
d smiled up at him. “Please? For me?”

  Luke looked down. “If you want it, you gotta beg me to sing,” he finished with a wolfish grin.

  Olivia pulled his head to hers. Leaning so her mouth was aligned with his ear, she said slowly, “I’m not going to beg now, but how about I beg for something else later? Or maybe we can play out that scene in your truck tonight?”

  Luke’s eyes grew dark with intent, his lids closing halfway. Clenching his teeth, he gritted through them, “Little hell cat. I'm getting you for this,” and smacked her ass.

  Olivia jumped at the slap and smiled. Luke released her, and Tessa cheered loudly knowing they would get what they came for.

  “Let's get one more round of shots first,” Ash said. “I'm definitely gonna need another drink now. I ain’t gettin’ cock blocked again.”

  “You kiss your mama with that mouth? Seriously Ash-hole,” Tessa yelled toward Ash. “Do you really think you're ever going to find a woman, a respectable woman at that, spewing that kind of garbage?”

  Ash threw back his shot, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed. Ash and Tessa had gone toe to toe since high school, constantly pushing each other’s buttons.

  “It’s Ash, sugar tits. And I ain't looking to take anyone home to mama tonight. I had you once though, didn't I? I bet I could have you again if I wanted.”

  Olivia’s mouth dropped open, nearly hitting the floor. What…? When…? Ash and Tessa? How…?

  As Ash leaned on the bar nursing his beer, a cocky gleam resonated in his eyes. He was clearly taking pleasure in the bickering with Tessa. Ash was waiting for Tessa to act so he could verbally pounce on her again. It was evident.

  “Should I tell them how much you liked it? How you called out my name and begged for more?” His head bobbled side to side with the widest, sneakiest grin she had ever seen.

  “Ha! You wish Ash-hole! I did no such thing,” Tessa bellowed loudly, jamming her index finger into his chest. Ash grabbed her finger and held it.

  “It’s Ashmore to my mama and Ash to my friends. Get it right, sugar,” he replied in a deep drawl, not even hearing the ‘r’ at the end of sugar. Ash had one of the strongest southern accents she’d ever heard. Olivia had to admit, it was pretty damn sexy.

  “Whatever.” Tessa yanked her finger away and wiped it on her shorts as if his touch was disgusting.

  Ash pierced Tessa with his eyes and laughed. “What? You don’t like my touch all of a sudden? Since when? Cause that’s not how you were acting last week on the back of my bike.”

  Daggers were getting ready to fly from Tessa’s eyes as her nostrils flared. He was making public their apparent secret relationship. Tessa’s reaction just confirmed Olivia’s suspicion and before it went any further, Olivia jumped in and changed the scene.

  “Hey, where’s that round of drinks? I could always use another shot of whiskey.” Olivia moved to Tessa and nudged her covertly from behind. She hoped that no one saw her movement and prayed that Tessa got the hint to tone it down a notch.

  The round of shots came and they all threw them back. Letting the liquor coat the back of his throat, Luke smacked Livy with a kiss again and then sauntered toward the stage and gave them the performance they wanted.

  Giggling with a playful smile, Olivia pushed against Luke's bare chest to move him off of her. He didn’t budge one bit, not that she expected him to. Luke just laughed at her effort. There wasn’t a chance in hell that she would be able to lift his big frame anyway. The guy was solid as a rock. And truth be told, she was quite content with him lying across her body.

  Luke was propped up on both his elbows looking down at Olivia’s face on her bed. She had her hands drifting softly back and forth on his shoulders while she lay naked beneath the sheet. The sheet was only a thin barrier that did nothing to hide her responsive body. He was singing one of his impromptu songs again. Luke had always sung them to Olivia for as long as she could remember. Even though they were cheesy at times, some of them really struck a chord with her.

  “let’s make a memory we’ll never forget…me and you baby on a bench… taking my hand and saying yes…”

  But the song he sang was different this time and the lyrics felt oddly real. There was a look in Luke's eyes that said so much more, as if he truly meant each word. Like he was giving her an opening into his heart and asking her to read between the lines to know what he felt. Was there a difference in the way she received them this time? She was coming to realize that Luke spoke through his music more so than in words.

  Luke stared down at Olivia's sleepy, lovable face. She was pinned beneath him with her brown hair splayed out on the white down pillow. Her espresso colored eyes beckoned him with each glance. He wanted to fall into those eyes each time she looked at him.

  Olivia ran her fingers gently through Luke's hair. It brought a sense of peace over her, something she loved to do and did often. Luke didn’t seem to mind when she did it. Her eyes were locked on his mouth as he continued singing, watching his lips as his heavy drawl came out more and more.

  “…I bet she don't know the feeling that she gives me... I bet she don't know how much I want to love her forever... nothing but sweet and easy love for as long as she’ll let me. And maybe we can even get a dog down the line…”

  Jokingly, she slapped his shoulder and turned her head into the pillow.

  “Luke! Stop. You're makin' me blush with your silly song.”

  But he continued on. Olivia could feel the vibrations from Luke’s chest with each word. It was a deep rumble against her own chest that caused her body to slowly awaken, igniting once more. Watching Luke’s lips move and then take breaths between words to lick his lips did something else to her. She wanted to reach up and lick his lips for him. It was damn hot and knowing it was just for her was enough to send her body into overdrive.

  Squeezing Olivia tighter between his arms, Luke continued,

  “...I just wanna love her body with my mouth…lay her out and feel her beneath me...caress her skin with a whispering touch…when a moment like this is all it takes to know she’s mine…”

  Olivia couldn't control the groan that escaped her lips. “Luke...”

  “Ah, baby,” he said thickly, nuzzling the side of her cheek, “I'm just singing random words. Relax.”

  Relax? As if that was possible in Luke’s arms.

  After they left the bar the night before, Luke made damn sure he and Livy acted out that scene in his truck. They worked out that whole scene he taunted her with. He knew she wasn’t expecting it, but it ended up being one of the hottest things they’d ever done. As Olivia rode him, bringing them higher and higher together, Luke had her wrists clutched behind her in a tight hold, immobilizing her. He watched as her hips glided up and down painfully slow over his hard cock. And when she had his entire length firmly rooted inside of her and close to reaching that high she desired, Luke grabbed a hold of her hair and pulled her head back as his hands pushed on her back, not allowing her to lean back. Olivia’s back arched and she moaned so loud it took everything inside of Luke not to bust in that moment. With the truck parked in the middle of nowhere and the windows rolled down, the breeze cooled their damp skin as they came together, Livy more than once.

  “Are those goosebumps? Is my baby cold? Here,” he said lifting himself and the sheet from her body, “get under the comforter with me.”

  He slid his body right between her legs while covering them with the comforter. Leaning down, he breathed heavily against her jaw and then over the hollow of her neck where her necklace laid. His jaw raked against her as he continued a low humming in her ear. He worked his fingers through her scalp, kneading them as her body warmed from his touch. He began a slow rock against her sex knowing his touch would set her on fire.

  …“let me fall…into…you…” he breathed against her lips.

  His hoarse voice had her thighs quivering and her body wanting more. Olivia’s hips rolled up as he positioned himself at her entrance, nudging
her opening but not pushing in. Instead, he teasingly ran the head of his cock up and down her wet slit, licking along her neck until he couldn’t take it anymore and had to have her.

  Reaching into the bedside drawer, Luke quickly grabbed a condom and covered himself. “Let me fall…into…you…” he repeated before sliding into her warm receptive body at a dangerously slow pace, taking her mouth at the same time.

  Groaning in unison from the connection between them, Luke started a steady rhythm. He withdrew slowly and then surged back in, hitting as deep as he could go, causing Olivia to throw her head back. She pressed her breasts against Luke’s chest, her nipples rubbing his bare skin as she squeezed her inner legs. Olivia knew he was struggling to keep it in check just as much as she was. The feeling of him penetrating her slowly then quickly built up a sizzling sensation from the tips of her toes to the top of her head.

  Once he was settled in as deep as he could reach, Luke held there for a second or two then pulled out and then rushed back in. Their eyes locked and her body felt like it was ready to burst into flames. All the while, Luke continued to sing. She didn’t know if he was making it up or singing a song he already knew. It didn’t matter at that point, she could hardly think straight when her body felt like an inferno. On the verge of climaxing, but needing to finish with Luke at the same time, Olivia could hardly take it anymore and took control. She reached up and kissed Luke deeply, plunging her tongue into his mouth as she met his strokes with her hips. She sucked on his tongue and clenched her sex at the same time, moaning as they came undone together in a blissfully high climax.