by Amie Nichols
“It’s Samantha, and you are the missing baby!!!!” Emma gasps clasping her hand over her mouth in shock. “Voodoo ritual gone wrong,” she says looking at me as I stare at her with dismay.
“Are you trying to say that this dead woman is my mother?” I shout with disbelief staring at her with disgust.
“It’s okay, baby, calm down.” Luke comforts me by sitting on the floor next to me and starts to rub my back. “I don’t want you fainting again.” He leans forward to kiss my temple.
“Well, maybe, I don’t know,” Emma, stutters at my reaction.
“What exactly is your thought process here?” Luke questions Emma while still rubbing my back.
“I don’t know, it’s just all so weird. The woman from the other day, Maria shutting down at my questions, and now this,” she points to the article like it’s the only thing that makes sense. “Think about it, why were you adopted? Jane hated you. Not just hated, she despised you,” she tries to explain herself, “Look, I asked my dad a long time ago why Jane treated you the way she did, and why your dad never did anything about it. Like leave her, or I don’t know, just something. She was so abusive too you.” She stops to make sure we are all listening. Jacob is pacing back and fourth behind us.
“Go on,” I say wanting to hear Elliott’s explanation.
“Dad told me that Jane always wanted children, and she was very pleasant… umm well, before you came along. He told me something happened about a month before they brought you home. She changed and was never the same,” she says gently and looking at me apologetically. I nod to her to let her know it’s all right. She’s not telling me anything that I hadn’t already heard from Miss Finnegan.
“So why didn’t he leave her?” I question this is the part, because I never understood either.
“He just told me it’s complicated and it was none of my business, and I just needed to be a good friend to you,” she admits, knowing this explanation is not want I want to hear.
“Oh, well, that clears up everything!” I throw my hands up looking at Emma discouraged.
“I’m sorry, Lil, but I’m going to get to the bottom of it. OK?” She says standing up.
“How about we do what we planned and forget about it,” Jacob grates shooting Emma a look that she is used to ignoring.
“Why don’t we just forget about it right now? I would like to have some time alone time with Lilly.” Luke’s eyes shift from Jacob to Emma.
“I’ll be in my room if you need me,” Jacob says irritated by being dismissed by Luke.
I stand up and give him a hug. “Thanks,” I tell him then place a kiss on his cheek. Luke stands up and I can feel his eyes on us.
“Good night,” Jacob says giving my arm a squeeze before he walks out of the study.
“I’ll call you tomorrow,” Emma puts one arm around me giving me a quick hug before she leaves.
“Drive safe,” I tell her returning her hug.
I return to the safe and close it till it’s slightly ajar. I turn to Luke who is standing there staring at me and wrap my arms around his waist, resting my head on his hard chest. I can feel his heart beating against my cheek. He smells so good that it makes my insides warm.
“Finally we are alone,” Luke whispers while wrapping his arms around my waist. Looking up at his face, I stand on my tiptoes and place a kiss on his chin. He has a little stubble from his five o’clock shadow that pricks my lips.
“Yes, finally,” I agree and he leans down taking my lips against his. “You aren’t getting away from me this time,” I say biting his lower lip gently.
“I’m not going to try,” he says wrapping his hands in my hair. He moves in for another long kiss, our tongues exploring each other’s mouth as my excitement rises and his hands start to explore down my back. His hands reach my bottom and give my butt a tight squeeze. He is pushing me into him. I feel his excitement against my belly making me gasp then a low moan escapes my throat.
Luke takes my arms and wraps them around his neck. He grabs my butt again and lifts. I wrap my legs around his waist and he pushes me against him again. I bury my face into his neck lightly biting. “Damn, Lilly, what you do to me,” his voice is a low growl next to my ear.
I kiss him just below the ear as I whisper, “I want you now.” I start placing tiny kisses along his jaw line while feeling his stubble tickling my lips. Looking up into his eyes I breathe, “Please don’t leave me again.”
“Not a chance baby.” He raises his eyebrows and carries me out of the study. He takes the steps two at time, and before I know it, he is laying me on my bed. Lying next to me, he takes my hand and kisses the inside of my palm. He gently moves up my arm placing small soft kisses as he goes. His warm hand reaches under the hem of my shirt causing my belly to quiver at his touch. Pulling up my shirt, he runs his lips from my belly button to just under my bra. My body feels like it’s on fire. Every touch gives me a jolt of excitement. My hands tangle in his hair as he moves his lips freely on my stomach kissing every bare spot.
“I want to kiss every inch of this beautiful body,” he whispers as he moves to my neck. I feel his tongue circle around then kiss below my ear. My breath hitches and I arch my back. "You are my flower," I feel him smile against my neck as I groan in pleasure.
"Yes," I breathe as his lips move over my chin before taking my lips again.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmurs lifting my shirt up over my head. He sits up on his knees and slides his own shirt off. I can’t get over how gorgeous he is. I lean up to push him onto the bed, so he is lying on his back, and straddle him in one quick movement. He smiles up at me.
“OK. You be in control then,” he laughs enjoying my assertiveness. I rub my hands on his chest and trail my fingertips lightly down his abdomen. His muscles tighten and ripple under my touch. There is not an ounce of fat on him. Just looking at him makes my body burn, and I can feel it to my core.
“You are so gorgeous,” I tell him sweetly as I lean down to kiss him hard on the mouth. I slip my tongue between his lips to explore him. His hands tangle in my hair so he can push my lips harder against him.
He slides one of his hands up my back quickly unclasping my bra. I lean down as he pulls it free from my arms. His hands cup my breasts then he sits up holding me tightly. I am still astride him. He takes my lips again, his hand moving down to my behind. He pulls me closer to him as his erection gets rigid and hard. I think it’s going to break the seams of his jeans.
“We need to get rid of these,” he groans fumbling with the buttons. I stand up on the bed still astride him while I slip off my shorts and panties. I hear him intake air through his teeth at the sight of me.
“Beautiful, I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you,” he moans lying back to scoot his own jeans off. I walk down to his feet and grab his pant legs. I finish pulling them off in a TA DA motion and this makes him laugh out loud. He pulls at his boxer briefs, which causes his manhood to spring free. The sight makes me salivate.
“Come back here baby,” he orders lust in his voice. I sit astride him again and start to kiss his chest. He sits up kissing me, his hand wrapped around the nape of my neck. With little effort on his part, he lifts me up gently placing me on my back. "Slow, flower," he whispers against my lips. He's laying half on top of me, his fingers trailing over my breast to my belly. I am trembling from his touch as his hand reaches my center.
Slowly he starts to explore, moving one finger inside me and withdrawing it.
"So wet and ready," he groans moving his thumb around my clit.
"Yes," the pleasure is mind numbing. Everything I have ever dreamed of is coming true.
"Please Luke," I want this man so much, and I want it now. I push him over on his back and sit astride him again. Right now, I don't want slow.
He takes my hands in his as I lower myself on him. His erection is throbbing at my entrance before he eases into me. At first there is pain, and I gasp. He stops immediately lifting my hips to sl
ide me off. “Lilly!” His voice is hesitant, but I smile and slide down him again, this time with very little pain. I tilt my head back and moan with pleasure.
“I want to see your eyes, Lilly, look at me,” he orders and I do as I’m told.
His brown eyes look like melted chocolate staring at me with such hunger.
As he takes my hips, he moves me up and down. His fullness gives me pleasure that I never knew existed.
He sits up holding me close to him as I move with him. His lips are on my breasts kissing them, and then to my nipples as he gently runs the tip of his tongue around them. I feel like red hot lava is going to burst from me. "You take my breath away baby." He moves his lips to my throat kissing and licking before he takes my lips again. “Oh fuck, you feel so good,” he moans as his movements increase.
I let out a little scream as I feel my whole body release into little convulsions that is nothing but hot delight.
“You are so wet for me,” he smiles wrapping his arms around my back and pulling me into him. His release is so deep inside me that I feel my insides convulse again. I feel ragged with pleasure as I drop my head to his shoulder and he presses me against his chest. He lifts me with him and places me on my back again as he hovers over me still rigid inside me.
His breathing, and mine, heavy as we lay in total bliss. He smiles down at me and I feel like I could come again just from looking at him. He moves to lie on his side next to me, our eyes never leave each other’s.
A sudden urgent looks crosses his face, “Shit! We didn’t use a condom,” he says looking at me apologetically.
“It’s okay, I’m on the pill,” I say looking at him then laying my head on his chest.
“Why are you on the pill?” He asks quickly and with apprehension in his voice. I can’t decide if it is anger or jealousy. I look up and he has his head off the pillow looking down at me with fear in his eyes.
“Relax, the doctor put me on them to umm..... regulate my periods,” I confess embarrassed.
“Oh thank God! For a second there I thought maybe you had been with someone else.” He lays his head back down in relief.
I sit up and frown at him wrapping myself in a blanket that is draped on the bed. “Why does that matter? I’m sure you’ve been with many girls?” The thought of it is like a stabbing pain to my heart.
“Have you been with another guy?” He asks turning on his side not bothering to cover himself as I have.
“No, I’ve never wanted to do this with anyone but you,” I tell him softly laying on my side next to him, my blanket covering me from above my breast to my thighs.
He lifts the blanket and pulls me to him so we are both under it. He is hugging me so tight my breasts press into his chest, and then wraps his leg around both of mine while kissing the top of my head.
“How many women have you been with?” I ask not really wanting to know the answer.
“I’ve had two girlfriends in a feeble attempt to get you out of my mind. Even though things did go far, they never went all the way,” he admits to me looking ashamed. "I’ve only ever had eyes for you, too" he says as he looks at me sheepishly.
“You’re lying,” I said as I sit up in shock. I know that I am inexperienced, but I’m not naïve.
“I’m not saying that I didn’t have plenty of chances, Lil,” he replies laughing at my disbelief while propping himself up on one elbow. “You don’t know what I felt for you, or what I feel for you,” he says as he looks at me. His face goes completely serious.
“The only reason I ever did have a girlfriend was to take my mind off of you,” he says leaning over while placing a kiss on the tip of my nose. “It’s always been you,” he murmurs. His hands move down my back to by naked bottom. He pushes me into him and I can feel him getting excited again.
I take his lips hard against mine, my whole body tingles with excitement as he rolls his hips into me. I whimper softly against his lips.
“You are so damn sexy, Lilly,” he says while he rolls on top of me, supporting himself with one arm. His other hand runs up my side and he cups my breast. He moves my legs apart with his knee, and within seconds he is filling me with him again. What I thought was the best feeling of my life, within just a few moments ago, is replaced.
I don’t know how it can get any better. I am groaning with pleasure as he thrusts, filling himself all the way into me.
“It’s always been you baby,” he groans as his thrusts quicken. “Come for me again, baby,” he growls low and sexy as my orgasm takes over my body. I scream with pleasure and quiver at the look of lust in his eyes. His release quickly follows mine then he falls on me holding most of his weight on his elbows while he kisses my chin.
“Jesus, you are heaven!” He groans, his face buried in my hair, before he rolls off to my side.
I raise my head to rest my chin on his chest and stare up at this beautiful man that has always been mine. “I love you,” I blurt out. We have only been actually together for a few days, but I feel that I have always loved him. “I’m sorry, I don’t want to scare you off,” I say because he hasn’t responded and I start to panic as he lays in silence.
“Nothing you could ever do, or say, could ever scare me off sweet girl,” he rolls on his side. “I was just making sure you actually said it, that I wasn’t dreaming,” he muses as he rubs his fingers up and down my arm. "You’ve always been the love of my life. I have always known it." He rolls me over so he is staring down at me. Brushing the hair out off my face, he rubs his nose on mine and kisses the tip very lightly. "I don’t think love is the right word though, I craved you. Not when you were younger, but that night when I came back and you snuck out of the house. We sat at Georgia’s stone. Do you remember?"
“I think about it all the time.”
“That night, I felt like I would never be whole without you. Do you know the instant we touched hands that I was hard?” He admits with a grin.
“Stop, you were not,” I push on his shoulder laughing.
“I’m serious! We have always had some serious chemistry, even way before when you were only fourteen. I felt guilty thinking the things that I thought about you. “
“Well, then should I feel guilty about what fourteen year old me would dream about the seventeen year old you?” I cover my face with my blanket embarrassed by my confession.
Luke pulls the blanket down with his finger peeking over to find my eyes. "Oh Yeah? What did you dream about, Lilly flower?" He’s amused by my confession.
"It doesn’t matter, because nothing in my dreams will ever compare to what just happened for real."
“You take my breath away baby.”
I smile back at him remembering the gazebo with the carving on it. I have never been back there since that night, and wonder if it’s still there.
“What are you thinking about?” He nuzzles into my neck.
“The gazebo, that night, the night I realized I loved you,” I answer him.
“That was a bitter sweet night for me also. That is the night I recognized I had to leave.” He’s somber as he returns his eyes to mine.
“Not a good time for me either,” I remember the feeling, the day he left, and how I felt my world was ending. The two years after that. I had nothing to look forward to, but abuse and loneliness.
"I’m so sorry, it killed me. You will have no idea what it took for me to leave you." His frown is deep and it makes me feel horrible for bringing it up.
"I know. I know why you did it. What’s important now is that we are together, right?" I want to forget about it and make him happy again. It breaks my heart to see his face so sad.
“I love you baby, and I will never leave you again,” he swears to me before pulling me to him so I am cradled against his chest with his arms and legs engulfing me. I have never felt safer in my whole life than I do right now. My eyelids grow heavy and I feel myself drifting off to sleep.
“Sleep baby,” he whispers as he gets up and moves me a little to get me under
the covers. He slides in next to me pulling me to him again. I am off in a wonderful dreamland of sleep
Chapter 15
“Good Morning baby,” I hear as I open my eyes. Luke is lying next to me staring down at me, light pouring through the windows. “You’re so beautiful when you’re sleeping.” “Hmmm, good morning. I like waking up to this sight,” I smile sweetly at him and stretching. I can’t remember ever sleeping this well. “Did you sleep well?” “Very well!” He gives me a sideways smile and pulls me into him. I can feel his hardness on my thigh. “That’s what happens to a man when he wakes up to a beautiful naked woman,” he laughs at my surprised expression to his morning erection. He takes my lips with his and kisses me deeply. "Oh my," I breathe as he runs his hand down my back to my behind and pulls my hips to him. His excitement is pushing into my thigh. I run my hands through his hair then run my fingertips down his back.
He moves his hand around to my sex and I feel his fingers start to explore between my legs. I moan as he finds my bud and starts to rub little circles around it gently. He chuckles at my expression to the way this is making me feel.
“God, you are so cute,” he says as he wrinkles his nose before he leans in taking my lips with his. He is still pleasuring me with his fingers. It is like every nerve ending is exploding in my body.
My body is aching for him to be in me. “Oh I want you so much,” I cry out softly. He trails kisses along my neck and bites my earlobe gently.
He whispers in my ear, “You’re so beautiful baby.” His lips move over my collarbone and down to my breasts. He places small kisses on each before he kisses my nipple and takes one in his mouth. I move my hands back up to his hair and tangle my fingers in his curly locks.
“Oh please, please, Luke!” I have to have him soon or I’m going to explode.
He positions himself on top of me and uses his knee to spread my legs apart. He thrusts into me so hard it makes me scream out in pleasure.
“You are so beautiful and you are mine,” his voice low and sexy as his thrust deepens. His eyes are dark as he looks into mine. I thrust my hips up to meet his and simultaneously we release together, our orgasms taking over our bodies. We lay together wrapped up as one for what seems like an hour of kissing and nuzzling each other.
