Lucky Strike

by M Andrews

  “Ryder, I can’t believe you did this.” Lucky throws her arms around my neck from the backseat and places a big kiss along my cheek.

  I help Lucky out of the car then grab our bags from the trunk. Following Lucky into the lobby she has a bounce of excitement in her step, and she can’t wipe the elated grin off her face. She’s absolutely beaming. It’s good to see her smiling again, especially after everything she told me about what had been going on with that asshole Jackson before she finally left his ass. If he comes for her again, he’s not leaving Seattle in one piece.

  We make it up to the fourth floor to our room. Lucky slides the gold key into the lock. I hear her take in a deep breath as she opens the door. After leaving San Diego, we’ve pushed through the nineteen-hour drive back to Seattle, stopping only long enough to refuel and grab more coffee. We haven’t slept in the same bed since that night I showed up at her hotel room.

  I drop our bags down at the foot of the bed. Lucky and I stand side by side staring down at the queen sized bed. I would give anything to just throw her down on it and hit restart on our first time together. Make a happier memory of the first time we fucked, but I also don’t want to rush her.

  “I could sleep on the couch,” I suggest as I take off my jacket.

  “Don’t be ridiculous, Ryder. Just because I may not want your dick in me right now, doesn’t mean I don’t want you sleeping next to me.”

  She kicks off her shoes and starts to undress stripping down to just a pair of light blue cotton panties. Her beautiful tits on full display. One of the things I love most about Lucky is how comfortable she is in her own skin, but it makes it hard not to want taste every inch of her gorgeous body. Speaking of hard, I adjust myself as my pants become increasingly tight just from the act of watching Lucky undress.

  Stripping down to my boxers I take a few calming breaths, reciting police procedures in my head to keep the raging hard-on in my pants at bay. I climb into bed and like a magnet Lucky curls up next me with her back to me. She pulls my arm around her, lacing her fingers with mine. She feels so damn good in my arms and with my hand brushing against her tits my dick begins to stir again.

  “Seriously, Ryder?” she groans.

  “What? I can’t help it. I’m lying next to a gorgeous half-naked woman, who has her sexy ass pressed against me. You should be taking this as a compliment.” I chuckle.

  “I’ve slept in your bed like this countless times before and you have never gotten hard like this.”

  “That was before you were mine,” my whispers in her ear sending a shudder through her body.

  “Mommy, look at the pretty dress Nanny Doreen made me.” I twirled around and around in the foyer, showing off my new white dress with little green four leaf clovers for my first day of kindergarten. I was so excited for my first day, Nanny Doreen says I’m going to make so many new friends.

  “That’s very nice, sweetheart, but Mommy and Daddy are talking right now. Nanny Doreen is waiting for you out by the car, she’s going take you to school this morning.” She shoved me out of the front door, the door closed with a loud thud and I could hear Mommy starting to yell at Daddy again.

  Mommy and Daddy were always fighting. Daddy kept getting in trouble with some lady from his office. I wish Daddy would stop being bad. I don’t like it when Mommy and Daddy fight.

  Charlie, our driver, opened the car door for me and I jumped into the backseat. “Buckle your seatbelt, Miss Nadine.” He smiled at me and closed the door.

  The car pulled out of our long driveway and I watched excitedly out the window while Nanny Doreen told me to be a good girl and to listen to my teacher. I could feel my heart beating fast when we arrived at my new school. There were kids everywhere. I hoped they would like me. Mommy said I was a little monster. I didn’t know why she said that I didn’t look like the monsters in my books.

  Nanny Doreen walked me to my classroom. She knelt down in front of me and smoothed out my dress and fixed my hair. “Okay, Miss Nadine, you’re all ready for your first day. Now you be your sweet little self, and everyone is going to love you. Have fun today, and I’ll meet you out front after school and we’ll go get ice cream.” She kissed my forehead and watched as I stepped inside the classroom.

  I walked down the rows of desks looking for my name. I finally found my desk right next to another little girl in a pink dress. She looked up at me with a big smile. “Hi, I’m Lucy.”

  “Hi Lucy, I’m Nadine.”

  My new friend Lucy and I were swinging on the swing set, pretending to be fairies. School was more fun than I thought it was going to be. The teacher read us a story about pirates and princesses, then we painted pictures of our favorite things. I painted my teddy bear and my playhouse and Nanny Doreen.

  “Come on let’s go play on the monkey bars,” Lucy shouted as she jumped out of her swing.

  I ran after her toward the jungle gym. She climbed up the ladder first. Just as I started to climb up, I saw two strange boys lying on their backs under the monkey bars looking up the girls’ skirts. I jumped down and yelled at them to go away. One boy ran off but I caught the other one and slapped him right across his big stupid face for being so gross and rude. He just rubbed his cheek and laughed, and it makes me even madder.

  “I’m sorry, clover girl, but we weren’t doing anything wrong.”

  “You and your dumb friend were trying to look up my friend’s dress. That’s just rude. And my name’s not clover girl, it’s Nadine,” I shouted.

  Lucy ran off and got the teacher, and she took the rude boy and his friend down to the Principal’s office.

  I officially hate boys!

  The rest of the day was horrible. The two boys I saw on the playground were in my class, and the annoying one, Ryder, wouldn’t leave me alone and he kept calling me Lucky Clover. While his jerk friend, Brian, just laughed. Which is why when the teacher wasn’t looking I pushed him out of his desk. I hated school and I didn’t want to come back tomorrow. I couldn’t wait to go home.

  The bell finally rang and I raced down the hallway trying to escape Ryder, but he was right behind me.

  “I’m sorry Lucky Clover, please come back,” I heard him shout.

  “Stop following me!”

  He ran in front of me, stopping me in my tracks. “I’m sorry for trying to look up your dress, which is very pretty by the way. Clovers are my favorite. Can we be friends?”

  I remembered what Nanny Doreen told me about being nice and he did say he was sorry. “Okay, I guess we can be friends.”

  He leaned in and planted a big slobbery gross kiss on my cheek. “See you tomorrow, Lucky Clover.” Before I could hit him for kissing me, he ran out the door.

  I found Nanny Doreen waiting for me outside by the car. “Hello, Miss Nadine. How was your first day of school?”

  “It was good. Oh, my name isn’t Nadine anymore,” I say, climbing into the backseat.

  “Oh really? What’s your name?”

  “Lucky.”

  “Lucky, wake up. I brought you some breakfast.”

  Ryder’s deep, gruff voice and the scent of warm waffles stirs me awake. I sit up in bed wrapping the sheet around me tightly. My eyes coming into focus, I see Ryder standing by the edge of the bed holding a tray of waffles. Birthday waffles. He sets the tray down over my lap and lights the little pink and green candles. The waffles are covered in whipped cream and sprinkles, just the way his mom would make them for me every on my birthday.

  “Happy belated birthday, Lucky,” he says flashing me a warm smile.

  “Damn it, Ryder. You’re way too damn sweet to me.” The bastard always pulls this sweet shit on me, just when I absolutely need it. Pulled this crap on the first day we met. I was fully prepared to hate him for the rest of my life, then the cute little bastard had to be sweet and kiss me on the cheek after telling me he wanted to be my friend.

  “I’ll be sweet to you if I damn well please. Now eat your birthday waffles, we have some exploring to do,” he
orders.

  “Thank you for the waffles.” I tilt my head back and purse my lips at him signaling I want a kiss. He leans down and places a gentle kiss on my lips.

  “You’re welcome. I’m going to go take a shower.” He kisses the top of my head then turns and walks to the bathroom.

  I blow out the candles then take a few bites of my waffles and think back over the past few days. First finding the courage to leave Jackson in Mexico and fighting the overwhelming urge to turn my car around once I got to the US border. Secondly, and what I’m most proud of is that I had the strength to face Ryder. After everything that had happened between us he still fucking loves me, and God damn it I love him too. I’m going to do everything in my power to make this work, and I’m going to start right now with something I know after last night Ryder really wants. I move the tray over to the nightstand then pull back the blankets. Climbing out of bed I pad over to the bathroom door pausing briefly to slip off my panties. Carefully I open the door and sneak inside. The steam from the shower keeping me hidden as I quietly step into the shower behind Ryder.

  I eye him up and down drinking him all in. God, he has an amazing body. Broad muscular shoulders and those traps. Mmm, I remember holding onto those while he pounded into me that night in the club. My eyes continue down to his trim waist then down to his ass—an ass dreams are made of—so firm and tight. I just want to fucking bite it. I run my hands up along his warm tanned skin, exploring every firm plain of his back.

  Ryder turns to face me. His dark gaze raking over me. “Well, hello there,” he says with a playful grin.

  I notice his hands twitching with anticipation to touch me. Grabbing one of his hands I slowly slide it up along my body to between my breasts watching as his eyes turning dark with lust. That look of desire making my pussy ache with need.

  “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” he asks.

  “Yes. I want to forget about that night in the club. I want this to be our real first time together.” I moan as his hand tenderly massages my breast.

  “You’re absolutely sure you want this?” His other hand glides down the curves of my body. His rough fingers feeling so damn good.

  “Just shut up and put your dick in me, Ryder,” I demand. My hands trailing down his chiseled ripped abs down to his length.

  Fuck he’s already hard as a rock!

  My eyes glance down to his cock. “Holy shit!” I say under my breath. Good God he’s huge. Guess that explains why I was so damn sore after we fucked in the club.

  “Lucky it’s just a dick. A dick you’ve seen before,” he says with a chuckle.

  “I didn’t exactly see it that night. I was a little preoccupied with just wanting to get it inside me,” I reply unable to take my eyes off of his long thick cock.

  “I think you’ve had your eye full, now it’s time for him to get reacquainted with this tight little pussy again.”

  He presses me against the wall, pinning my arms above my head in one of his strong hands. The other cupping me, fingers rolling and pinching my clit. My hips grinding against his hand needing to feel his fingers inside me. He gives me what I want, pushing two of his thick digits inside me, working them too slow for my liking.

  “Harder, deeper,” I command.

  He gives in to my demands and pumps his fingers harder. I feel every nerve, every sense in my body coming to life. The memories of that night in the club fade further and further away with every perfect thrust of his fingers.

  “That’s enough, I need your dick inside me,” I demand, but Ryder doesn’t give in this time.

  “Shhh, not yet. Relax Lucky and let me make you come,” he growls adding a third finger. Pounding even harder and faster into my slick cunt. My body is too overwhelmed with the finger fucking Ryder is giving me to argue with him. I’ve always made the demands when it comes to sex. Jackson followed my lead without hesitation. He knew he wouldn’t be getting off if I didn’t get what I wanted first. Ryder is the first one to take the control away. I’ll let him have this one, but he will listen next time or he’ll be living with blue balls.

  Damn if his skillful fingers aren’t like magic, though. I can feel the heat building. My pussy throbbing all around his nimble fingers.

  “You like this, me taking the control away from you, huh? Yeah, you’re loving this I can tell. Your pussy is devouring my fingers, pulling them even deeper. That’s it, Clover, fuck my hand. Come all over these fucking fingers.”

  I should hate this. No one controls me or my pleasure, but God damn this is turning me on so fucking much. “Fuck, Ryder!” I scream as my orgasm surges through me. Every pulse rocking me, my whole body shaking with pleasure.

  My wobbly legs give out and I collapse into Ryder’s arms. He pulls me up off my feet then turns off the water and carries me out of the shower. Setting me down on the bathroom counter, he wraps me in a big white fluffy towel and I silently wonder why he didn’t fuck me right there in the shower. He’s still hard as a rock, and the way he’s eyeing me, I know he wants it. I reach for his erection, but he stops me before I can wrap my hand around him.

  “You’re not ready for that,” he says wrapping a towel around his waist.

  “What do you mean, I’m not ready for your cock? Remember I’ve already had it.” I reach for him again only to have him pull further away from me.

  “You’re not ready to fully give yourself to me. To let go of control and let me give you pleasure like you’ve never experienced before.”

  “Seems presumptuous of you to think you’re better than any man I’ve ever been with.” Cocky fucking bastard. Many men have claimed to be the best I’ll ever have, but they all end up disappointing me in the end. What makes Ryder think he stands a chance? This is exactly why I control every aspect of the bedroom.

  “Please,” he huffs. “Look what I did to you with just my hand once you let go of control. Now imagine what I could do to you with my mouth and my dick if you just let me.”

  My thighs instinctively pinch together at the thought of his face buried between my legs. I will admit, watching Ryder lick an ice cream cone has made me wet on more than one occasion. I can only imagine what that skillful tongue could do to my pussy. After that night in the club, my body craves his cock. Jackson couldn’t fulfill my need in that department. My only problem is that I’ve never been able to release control to anyone after what my parents and Jackson did to me. Trying to force me into a life I never wanted, but for that brief moment, I gave into Ryder it was the most intense release I’ve ever had.

  “Why do you need to control me?”

  He closes the space between us. His hand cupping my chin, bringing my eyes up to his. The loving look in his eyes sending a comforting warmth through my body.

  “Because I know it’s what you need.”

  I can see Lucky’s body tense at my statement. Releasing control is something Lucky has always had a hard time doing. She controls every aspect of her life. It started after we graduated, her parents wanted her to follow the path they had laid out for her, which was to go to college and marry some rich asshole they approved of. When they said they would disown her if she didn’t follow their rules, she washed her hands of them and their money and moved to San Francisco to live her dream of being an artist. Sadly she met that asshat, Jackson while there and put her trust in him to take care of her, only to have him leave her with nothing. So after that, she vowed to never put her trust in anyone but herself.

  She’s been taking care of herself for so long that she doesn’t know any other way. If she would just trust me, I could show her it’s okay to let someone else take care of her. That’s all I really want in this world is to take care of my Lucky Clover.

  “I don’t think I can do that,” she mumbles, dropping her eyes from mine.

  “Look Lucky, it’s not about me wanting to change who you are. I love that you are so fierce and independent, but I’ve spent years taking care of your emotional needs, being a shoulder for you to lean on now le
t me fulfill all your needs.”

  I pull open her towel, her long dark brown hair cascading down around her full, supple tits. She looks damn sexy with darker hair. My fingers dancing up along her creamy alabaster skin. Her body relaxing against my touch. “I’m a patient man, Lucky, and I will wait for as long as I have to. But I will

  own every part of you because you already own all of me.”

  My fingers trace a heart along her chest. “I will own your heart,” my fingers trail down along her breast, circling her taut little peak, “these gorgeous tits…” I lean in closer, my lips hovering over hers “…and these beautiful full lips will be mine to kiss.” Our lips meet in a warm kiss. Her soft moans are like music to my ears.

  “This body will be mine to pleasure in any way I see fit.” My other hand slips between us. Fingers dipping between her deliciously wet folds. Lucky’s head drops back against the mirror, her hips instinctively rolling against my hand.

  “Ryder,” my name slips from her lips in a breathy whisper.

  I bring my fingers to my mouth, they are glistening with her sweet juices. My mouth watering for a taste. “And your tight little pussy will crave only my cock.” I lick her from each finger. Her sparkling green eyes watching every flick of my tongue. “Just let go, Lucky. Let me cherish you the way you deserve.”

  I hear her whisper, “Fuck,” under her breath and I know I have her right where I want her, but I also know she’ll give me this moment then fight me the next. Lucky is like a wild horse that needs a caring hand to break her and I’m just the man to do it.

  “Take me,” she murmurs pulling me to her lips. Her deep kiss full of desperation and need. “Take all of me, every inch of me is yours. Use me until there is nothing left.”

  I lift her up into my arms and carry her back into the bedroom, gently laying her back on the bed. I’ve dreamt of this moment since I was fifteen. I’ve played out every filthy fantasy of how I would fuck her when I got the chance, but now that I have this chance again all I want in reality is make love to her. Be sweet to her, at least for now. When I know she’s ready, I will have her in every dirty fucked up way I’ve ever imagined.