by Alex Palange
“You’re running away.”
He snatched the jumper back.
“I don’t have a choice.”
Again he continued packing. I took the pile of clothes from the suitcase and threw them onto the floor. He looked at me with pure rage.
“Do you honestly think these childish games will stop me going?”
He yelled.
“Why are you doing this?”
He was picking up his strewn clothing.
“I’ve already said I don’t have a choice.”
“What does that even mean?”
“I have to go.”
“Why?”
“If I don’t I’ll…fuck…I will do something I regret ok.”
He shouted at me. He shoved the rest of his stuff in the bag and slammed it shut. He picked it up and walked toward the door. I stepped in his way.
“Luke, please don’t go.”
He sighed and reached out touching my face. I leaned into his touch.
“I’m sorry.”
He muttered and left. I was totally bereft for weeks, I felt like I had lost a part of me. Dad couldn’t understand what was wrong with me, he had no idea I was heartbroken, he never enquired about my private life. One day, however, we were sitting eating dinner together, and he took my hand.
“Lexi, are you ok, tell me to mind my own business if you want, but I can tell you aren’t yourself.”
I smiled at him, for the first time since Luke had left.
“I will be fine dad, please don’t worry about me.”
“I just wish sometimes you had a mum you could talk to.”
I gripped his hand tighter.
“Hey, I have never needed anybody but you. Even if mum had stayed, I would have been a daddy’s girl. I’m just so busy getting stuff ready for college, I’ll be fine dad. I love you.”
We hugged and finished our dinner. I had two months before I left for college and I spent as much time as I could with dad. I would miss him so much; he had been my all for so long. The day I was leaving arrived, and dad took me to the train station.
“Don’t be a stranger.”
He smiled, I hugged him.
“You’ll be sick of hearing from me, I promise.”
“Oh, I almost forgot, Luke, asked me to pass this on to you.”
He handed me an envelope. I tore it open, inside was a good luck card. He’d signed it simply, good luck with your future love Luke. I almost cried, but I didn’t want dad wondering why I was so upset.
“Tell him thank you.”
I hugged him again and then got on the train. I loved college; Mandy had introduced me to her group of friends, as she had been in college since the beginning of the term. We worked hard and partied harder. I kept in touch with dad daily, just like I promised.
I knew Luke was back living with dad, but I never mentioned him, I wasn’t ready to talk about the man who had stolen my heart, not yet. I got to the end of term and did quite well in my first exams, so we all went out to celebrate. We were in a club, having fun, drinking more than we should have.
I had been casually seeing a guy called Sam, and he was with us this night. We had just finished our shots, and it was my round.
“Same again.”
I yelled over the music. Everybody cheered. I spun around and slammed into a large body.
“Shit sorry.”
I smiled, looking up into the face of my worst and best nightmare.
“Luke!”
I exclaimed. I had tried so very hard to move on from him, get over the hold he had on me. But the second I was looking into his green eyes again, I was right back on that beach at 16 falling in love with him. He smiled.
“Hey.”
I wanted to give him a hug, but it felt strange to even consider it. Arms suddenly wrapped around my waist from behind.
“Can you get me a beer too please babe?”
Sam said into my ear, before kissing my cheek. I couldn’t look away from Luke; he had murder in his eyes. I thought he was going to punch Sam, but Sam didn’t even notice him, he just went back to the rowdy group.
“It was good to see you.”
He mumbled, I barely caught the words over the loud music. He turned and walked back into the crowd. No, he wouldn’t just turn up and leave me again, why was he even here? I chased after him and caught him just as he was about to get into his car.
“Hey, where are you going?”
I yelled. He leaned against the car and watched me as I approached. His eyes checked me out from head to toe.
“You look different.”
He said. I laughed.
“It’s called a haircut and going to the gym. I’ve even been running believe it or not.”
“You’re a natural, why wouldn’t you run.”
He grinned, and I slapped his arm.
“Excuse me, anybody can fall, I bet you’ve even fallen before now.”
“I did fall, just not while I was running, but I guess I’m too late.”
I frowned, what did he mean? He started walking back and forth, acting strangely.
“Luke, why are you here?”
He turned and looked me dead in the eyes.
“I missed you.”
He whispered like he was embarrassed to say it.
“You came all this way because you missed me?”
He stepped forward and kept slowly coming toward me as he spoke.
“No, I came all this way because I had to see you. You’re all I think about, I can’t get away from your scent, your taste, your touch.”
He was right in front of me now, towering over my small frame with his huge body.
“I made a fucking stupid decision, a stupid mistake when I thought I could just leave and get over this. Being in that house without you, I just couldn’t stand it anymore.”
“You’ve managed it for the past 8 months.”
I laughed, in utter shock with what he was saying.
“Believe me I haven’t, I think your dad was this close to sending me to be sectioned. Look, I understand you have your life here now; I had planned to just come and make sure you were ok and leave, but I can’t. Alexis, I want, I mean…I know I’m too late, I just had to tell you.”
He looked deep into my eyes.
“I’m sorry, I should never have left, I should have stayed and just let, whatever it was, happen. I hope he knows how lucky he is.”
He motioned toward the club door, I turned and Sam stood there looking over at us frowning. When I turned back around, Luke was in his car and driving away. I yelled after him, but he kept on driving. Sam came over to me.
“Who was that?”
“The love of my life.”
I sighed. Sam put his arm around my shoulder.
“Then you better hurry up.”
He pointed to the car park exit, and Luke was at the machine, struggling to get it to accept his card. I kicked off my high heels.
“Take them home for me.”
I yelled back at Sam and ran as fast as I could to get to him. He had just gotten back in his car when I reached him. I didn’t give him the chance to close the door. I jumped in the car, straddling his lap.
The steering wheel was digging into my back, but I didn’t care. His face was almost funny; he didn’t know how to react. I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“You are a fucking idiot.”
“What?”
“How could I ever find anybody else, I’ve already told you, I only want one man to be inside me, and that hasn’t changed.”
He stiffened under me, but this was one guy I didn’t want coming in his pants.
“Where are you staying?”
“A hotel down the road.”
I moved across him into the passenger seat.
“Drive.”
I ordered, and he didn’t argue. We drove in silence. I literally couldn’t muster up the words I wanted to say. We were heading back to his hotel room, tonight would be the night I finally got th
e man I loved. My deepest desire was about to come true, and I almost couldn’t handle the anticipation.
He parked the car, and I climbed out. He silently led the way inside; I got a few funny looks because of my bare feet, but I couldn’t care less, my mind was else ware. Obviously, he was as on edge as I was, his hands were shaking. We climbed on the lift, and the doors closed. The atmosphere was overwhelming, I could barely breathe.
“Fuck this.”
He muttered, and turned, grabbing me under my arms, and lifting my feet off the floor. My back slammed against the mirrored wall, and I wrapped my legs around his hips. He kissed me like I’d never been kissed before. I’d never experienced so much need and want; he was kissing me like I was the last meal for a dying man.
His lips travelled along my face and down my neck.
“I can’t wait, I can’t stand it anymore. I need you, god, I need you so fucking badly.”
I bucked my hips, rubbing against his straining crotch. He reached for the button on the lift, pressing it a few more times.
“This lift needs to hurry the fuck up.”
He was gasping, his hands touching me all over. He was behaving as out of control as I felt. The lift opened on our floor, and he gripped my ass, carrying me along the hallway. I felt so fragile in his huge arms. He struggled with the swipe card but refused to put me down and stop kissing me.
Once we were inside the room, he had me up against the door, kissing and touching me with absolute vigour. I was in heaven. I reached between us and cupped his solid cock. He stopped kissing me and placed me on my feet.
“Hey, wait, just wait one second please.”
I moved my hand away, and I thought he was rejecting me again.
“Please don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind again.”
I sighed, about to lose my shit. He laughed and grabbed my face.
“Not going to happen, god, I couldn’t leave if I was paid.”
I laughed too with relief.
“I just want to slow this down, take it all in. and I need you to know something.”
He was looking at me with such affection, my heart swelled.
“I’m not here simply because I missed you, or because I want you, and fuck, I want you more than you could know. I’m here because I love you Alexis; I’m in love with you.”
I gasped.
“I never fought this because I didn’t want this; I fought this because of who you are. You’re my best friend’s daughter. But that day I saw you, who you actually are, a sexy, beautiful woman, and the woman of my dreams. It scared the shit out of me, for one reason, your dad.”
He stroked his chin.
“He’s got a mean right hook your dad.”
I realised his jaw was bruised and stroked my hand along the contusion.
“He hit you?”
“I don’t think he expected me to tell him I was in love with you.”
“Oh my god.”
I panicked.
“Hey, its ok, we talked, after the punch, he’s ok with this. He knows me well enough to know when I’m being sincere. He’s the one who sent me here, told me to talk to you and see how you feel; he only wants you to be happy.”
“Well…”
I placed my hand over his, still holding my face, and smiled.
“I have loved you since I was 16 years old, and I feel like we should stop talking about my dad because I’ve waited long enough. If you want to make me happy its simple, fuck me, Luke.”
“Whatever you say.”
He grinned, and grabbed me again, dragging me toward the bed. We fell on to the mattress, like we had once before, only this time he wasn’t trying to get away, he was trying to undress me as quickly as possible. We wrestled on the bed, both of us gasping for air as our arousal took hold.
I managed to remove his jumper, and finally feel him under my hands. His skin was so soft yet his body was hard at the same time. I swear I would never wash my hands again. He whipped my blouse off, I didn’t have a bra on, and his grunt showed he appreciated that.
“I swear these have been burnt into my eyes, I just couldn’t un-see them, not that I’d want to.”
He slid lower and kissed all around the swell of my breast. I never dreamt this would ever happen, I genuinely thought he would always remain my desire, my fantasy. I slid my fingers through his silky hair, guiding him right where I needed him. His lips wrapped around my nipple, and he groaned as he sucked it in between his teeth.
He was making noises of pure enjoyment, slithering over my puckered nub, sucking it in like a delicious lollipop, savouring every mouthful. I was crying out, in utter carnality. My dreams had not been close to this, his touch and kisses were electrifying.
After some expert sucking, bringing me so close to climax, he kissed up to my ear.
“Can I taste you?”
He whispered. My pussy responded favourably, juices flowing soaking my underwear. I grinned at him.
“Oh god, you don’t even have to ask, you can do anything you want to me, I won’t be complaining.”
“Mmm sounds good to me.”
He smiled, before sliding down my body, landing between my thighs. Nobody had ever licked me down there, I felt embarrassed suddenly. What if I looked odd, what if I smelt odd. I’d never had sex, so I didn’t know if I was even normal down there. I knew I was over thinking, and he must have realised it too.
He looked up at me.
“Relax baby, look at me.”
I met his eyes, as he slowly lowered the zip on my jeans. Watching as he leisurely slid my jeans and underwear off had me gasping. Such a simple thing almost had me creaming everywhere. It was just the fact it was Luke who was undressing me, my Luke.
I was lying under him naked for the first time, yet he kept his eyes firmly on mine.
“You need to be sure Lexi, this has to feel right for you.”
I nervously giggled.
“It feels more than right Luke, I’m just scared I’ll disappoint you.”
“Darling, that’s not possible, just look at you, you’re perfect.”
He looked at my body then, his hand soothing along my sides, down over my hips, caressing my thighs.
“Let me see you.”
He practically begged. I let my legs fall apart, feeling my inhibitions fade away. He loved me, at that moment as me leaned in and inhaled my scent with a loving groan, I knew it. His eyes were glued to my pussy, he stroked my swollen lips, as I bloomed open for him.
He licked his lips and shuffled closer. He nudged my clit with his nose, and I moaned, letting my head fall back, more than ready to have his mouth on me. The first swipe of his tongue brought tears to my eyes. I’d honestly never felt a pleasure so pure.
“So sweet.”
He groaned and nuzzled his face against me. He feasted on my tender flesh with gusto, licking, biting and sucking me all over. His fingers spread my labia open wide, so he could grind his teeth on my clitoris. I gripped his hair and cried out his name.
He plunged two fingers inside me, as he bit and sucked at the same time and I came, harder than I ever had. I saw stars; I shot my juices all over his face and chest, my body unable to keep still, bucking everywhere. If I could freeze a moment, and stay in it forever, it would be right here and now.
As I lay in my own fluids, totally spent and gasping for air, Luke moved up the bed and lay next to me. He stroked my stomach, and each time his hand touched my lower belly, I would spasm. Once that sensation subsided, he leaned up on his elbow, looking down at me with a smile.
“You ok?”
“Wow, just wow I never…wow.”
We both laughed.
“I never thought I’d see you lost for words.”
He joked. I pulled him down by his neck and kissed him passionately. He lay over my body, his hands wrapped around my waist. There were still too many clothes between us, even though he only had his pants on. I wanted all of him; I needed to feel him sink into me. I had saved myself f
or this moment.
“Get those pants off.”
I grinned up at him.
“Anything you say.”
He swiftly jumped up and threw his pants to the floor. I didn’t even have the chance to get a glimpse of his cock, he had moved so quickly. He landed next to me, and I could feel his wet tip running along my thigh. I shoved him onto his back and leaned up on my elbow like he had a few moments ago. I wanted my turn to be the one in charge.
“Tell me, Luke, have you been thinking about me touching you?”
He closed his eyes momentarily, and let out a low rumble in his chest.
“More than I should admit.”
He whispered with a smirk. I grabbed his hand and brought his fingers to my mouth. I ran my mouth around his digits, staring into his eyes.
“How about my lips, have you thought about those, wrapped around you?”
I felt his cock flex against my leg, he obviously liked what I had said. I sucked his finger, running my tongue up and down the sides. He watched intently.
“Fuck Lexi.”
He moaned. I loved that I was driving him insane. I finally allowed myself a glimpse of his cock. It was long, thick, and so hard. It rested against his lower belly, leaking from the tip. I walked my fingers along his stomach, ebbing closer to his twitching dick. His expression was one of almost pain.
My hand encased him; his soft/solid cock was warm and sticky as I stroked him gently. His breathing increased, and his face changed from pain to ecstasy, he’d never looked sexier. All I wanted was to give him as much pleasure as he’d just given me, plus I wanted to taste him, there was no closer intimacy that two people could share.
I kissed his belly, feeling his muscles contracting. He watched intently as I slid my face lower, placing more kisses as I moved.
“Lex, fuck, I…”
He stopped talking, as I licked up the dripped pre-cum from his earlier leakage.
“Mmmm.”
I moaned.
“Oh god.”
He cried out, and his cock grew in my grasp. I flicked my tongue at his tip, and he sucked in a breath. Then as I had done with his finger, I licked up and down the sides, savouring his tang on my tongue. He was trembling on the bed; it was such a turn on having this much of an effect on him.
I slipped him inside my mouth finally, slurping him in deep. His bulbous head nudged my tonsils, and I swallowed, desperate to take all of him. He let out a guttural squeal, quite high pitched for such a butch man. If my mouth hadn’t been full, I probably would have laughed.
