Endless Love

by Zaydee Rain

  'There's a reason for you to stay,' I murmured. 'And it's because I love you.'

  Chapter 10

  There's a reason for you to stay. I love you.

  Did he just say that? Am I dreaming or what? Before I could even gather my wits, Luc was pulling me into his arms and was fervently kissing my lips. I answered his demands by kissing him back. An alarm bell went off in my head but I ignored it. This kiss... this kiss was the proof what he had just said is really true.

  I could taste it in his kiss. It was a mix of desperation and gentleness.

  I trembled against him and wrapped my arms around his neck to bring him closer to me. Luc was whispering words I couldn't fully understand. Maybe it was because he keeps on switching back and forth from English to Spanish.

  He pulled away for a second and pushed me flat on my back. He immediately followed me down to cover me in his male heat.

  'Lorraine,' he murmured while trailing his fingers against my cheek. Again, I can't help but be mesmerized by his eyes. They were so blue. So striking and beautiful. 'Te quiero. Te quiero.'

  I love you. I love you.

  My heart swelled and I smiled up at him. He watched my lips lift at the corner and eventually returned my smile. I reached up to cup his jaw and trace his mouth with my finger. He playfully bit it and gently sucked it.

  I moaned my delight and when I propped myself on my elbows to kiss him, a knock sounded on the door. I would've gladly ignored it if James didn't shout, 'Rainie! What's for dinners? I'm really hungry.'

  Tonight's dinner was different. The kids were in their usual jolly nature but Luc was... animated. He was-I don't know how to explain it, really-funny, entertaining and more open tonight. Jenny and James are having a hard time controlling their laughter.

  As for me, I stopped hearing whatever Luc was saying the moment he caught my hand under the table. Our fingers interlocked and we shared a very private smile. We continued to hold hands until we finished dinner.

  When it was time for me to tuck the kids in for the night, Luc went with us which took us twice the amount of time we usually spend to finish bedtime rituals.

  'Goodnight, Rainie. Goodnight, Luc.' Jenny murmured sleepily. James was already fast asleep on the other bed.

  'Night, princess.' Luc kissed her forehead and proceeded to usher me from the room. Alone in the hallway, Luc pushed me against one side of the wall and kissed me. 'I wanted to do that since dinner, querida.'

  'Thank you for your restraint. I doubt my brother and my sister would appreciate it more that I do.' I told him teasingly. He grinned at that and lead me to his room.

  'Luc...' I whispered his name when we reached the side of his bed.

  'Hmm, querida?' He questioned while bending his head to taste the column of throat. 'Do you need anything?'

  I bit my the inside of my cheeks to hold back a moan. 'Luc,' I gasped. 'Please.'

  He lifted his head to smile sexily at me. 'Please what? Kiss you? Touch you? Love you?'

  All. Everything.

  'I don't think this is a good idea.' I breathed heavily.

  Luc froze. He became so still and his jaw was so tense. 'What do you mean?'

  I tried to plead for a little understanding. 'I mean, we can't do this. It won't be right. I believe that you love me, I really do. It's not that I don't want to sleep with you-I want to be with you with all my heart-but I can't do it with a clear conscience while another woman is carrying your baby.'

  If anything more, Luc became tenser. He paced away from me and dragged a weary hand through his hair. 'If I could turn back time, I would. But Stella is already carrying my baby.' He turned to look at me. 'I can't ask her to have an abortion. I can't do that, Lorraine, and I'm sorry if I disgust you.'

  I flew to his side and wrapped my arms around his lean waist. 'You do not disgust me, Luc. And I'm not telling you to ask her for a termination. All I'm saying is that maybe we should wait. Think things over. We don't have to rush this.'

  'Are you saying you're not leaving me anymore?' He couldn't quite hide the fact that this relieved him.

  'Yes, I'm not leaving.' I kissed him lightly on the lips.

  I couldn't exactly remember how Luc managed to get me to agree to stay with him in bed that night. We didn't do anything but lie in each other's arms, steal kisses under the covers and smile lovingly at each other. When he finally drifted off to sleep, I snuggled closer to his side and finally whispered the words I have yet to say to him.

  'I love you, Lucas De la Vega, and that's forever.'

  Chapter 11

  I opened my eyes to see Luc's face hovering above mine. I instantly felt my heart skip a beat. The man is simply gorgeous. And I love him. So very much. My pulse rate doubled-though not just because of the passion I'm feeling for Luc.

  Fear.

  I don't want to lose Luc. Not now that we've confessed our love for each other. But Stella... she's carrying his baby. There was a sudden tightness in my chest and I had to struggle to breathe evenly. I can't cry in front of him even if he can't see me.

  'Lorraine, querida?' He was frowning down at me. 'Are you okay?'

  I summoned a smile-again, even if he can't see me. 'Yes, I am.' Then I felt a blush crawl up my neck. I've never been in bed with a man before. 'D-did you sleep well?'

  He leaned down to press a kiss on my neck. 'Yes because I had a very pretty girl in my arms.'

  I won't deny my delight at his words. It made me feel special and loved. This suddenly made me bold enough to plant a kiss on Luc's lips. He was stiff at first but when he got over his surprise, he returned my kiss. He was... devouring my lips, like he was a hungry lion.

  I curled my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. I opened my mouth at his coaxing and his tongue immediately pushed in. I moaned and pulled at his hair. Gosh, this man is making me crazy.

  Luc's mouth drifted back to my neck and his hand was caressing my tummy under my nightgown. When he felt my belly clench in need, he groaned something in Spanish. Before I know it, he had already pulled off my nightgown and I was naked except for my white cotton panties.

  'Luc...' I started to raise my arm to cover my breasts but he stopped me.

  'Don't cover yourself, querida.' The way he was looking at me was disconcerting. It was as if he could see my soul. 'You're very beautiful.' He trailed a finger down the valley of my breasts.

  I shivered in response. Oddly enough, I feel beautiful because of his words. I can believe whatever he is saying.

  When he lowered his head towards my chest and kissed me there, I arched up to him. I plunged my fingers to his hair and moaned again. He was making me feel things I didn't know I could feel. I've never wanted anyone like this before and I think I never would again. My love for Luc De la Vega was forever.

  He continued to kiss and caress my body. I was shaking with need and I knew that I needed him in that exact moment and so I whispered his name. Luc knew what I was asking from him right away.

  I know for a fact that Luc usually sleeps naked but because I was with him last night, he wore a pair of black silk boxers. Very sexy. But now he quickly pulled it off and took my panties off as well.

  Finally we were naked. Luc crawled back up my body and took my thighs in his hands. He knelt between my legs and stared down at me for a moment. I flushed all the way down to my toes and simply urged him to take me now.

  He grinned for fleeting second and murmured, 'Quite impatient, are you?'

  'Because I really, really need you now!' I responded, a little desperation lacing my words. However, after I said that, wild passion shone in his eyes and he was carefully joining our bodies into one.

  There was little pain when he broke the proof of my virginity. I couldn't be more thankful. And then Luc started moving inside me and I thought oh, I could be more thankful.

  It was the most wonderful thing in the world. To have the man I love make love to me so gently and passionately at the same time. We continued to kiss each other even after w
e've reached the pinnacle of release.

  He rolled off me and gathered me to his side. Since we were lying face to face, I let my fingers roam over his chest. What he said next arrested me though.

  'You're a virgin.' His tone took on a little more than an accusing note.

  I swiftly glanced up to his face. He is angry, I could see. Why is he angry? Did I do something wrong while we were...? 'Was. Not anymore.' I said trying to sound nonchalant. 'I'm sorry if I didn't meet up to your expectations.' I sat up but before I could remove myself from the bed, a pair of arms encircled me from behind.

  'Where the hell do you think you're going?' He asked as he made me face him.

  I had to grit my teeth to keep from crying. Obviously, I was a lousy lover. While I was thinking how wonderful it was, Luc was thinking what a bad lay I was. 'Out. Before I embarrass myself. So let me go, Luc.' I replied.

  He swore under his breath. 'Why the hell would you feel embarrassed? I should be the one who should be embarrassed in this situation!'

  'Yeah, right! Because I took advantage of you!' I answered in sarcasm.

  'No! Because I took your virginity and if you only told me you were a virgin-'

  'You would never have made love to me because I'm a lousy lover?'

  Luc dragged a hand through his hair. 'No! Stop interrupting me, Lorraine! What I'm saying is... if you told me you were a virgin, I wouldn't have taken you until we were married!'

  Chapter 12

  My mouth was wide open in shock. 'What did you just say?' I squeaked.

  But Luc didn't hear me. He was busy pacing back and forth-naked-in front of me. For a moment I let my eyes wander down his gorgeous body but I quickly shook my head to focus at... what again? All I can think about is how I want to li-

  'Lorraine!' Luc yelled. 'Are you listening to me?' He was looming in front of me, his face flush and eyes bright. When I looked blankly at him, he gave an exasperated sigh. 'Obviously not,' He muttered to answer his own question.

  'You know what, I think we should just talk about this later,' I said while wrapping Luc's blanket around my body. Then I made way to the door. 'I need to make breakfast for-'

  'You are not going out of this room until you agree with what I said or else...' The unfinished threat hung tensely in the air. I don't know what the hell Luc is talking about so I tried to evading it. However, Luc was immovable. I only had to say yes, he said. How can I say yes when I don't even know what I'm saying yes to?

  'I'm waiting, querida.' He murmured, looking bored. But there was something in his eyes I can't quite name.

  'Fine, okay! Yes!' I threw both of my hands up and the sheet immediately fell on the floor. Luc chuckled in delight and took me in his arms to kiss me thoroughly. 'Luc.' I moaned his name when hands brushed the side of my breasts only to settle on my hips.

  A few more seconds after that, he patted my rump. 'You better make that breakfast. Jenny and James will wake up soon. I'll meet you at the kitchen after I make a few calls.'

  I nodded weakly, still feeling a little lightheaded. When I turned to door, I bent down to pick up the blanket to wrap it around my body again. Luc groaned behind me. I walked out of his room but before I could enter my own Luc called back.

  'Do you want your wedding gown to be ready to wear, querida, or do you want it custom made just for you?' He asked as he lounged in his doorway. Wedding gown? What is he talking about? Ready to wear or custom made? Wedding gown?! But before I could get some answers, Luc said, 'Oh, never mind. We'll talk about that after we eat.' With that, he closed the door to his bedroom. And had the good sense to lock it too.

  It was Luc who broke the news to my siblings and not quite subtle too, if I might add. The moment we all sat down for breakfast he announced, "Your sister and I are getting married" with a very adorable grin on his face.

  For a few seconds no one said anything-even I was gaping at my new fiancé. Fiancé! Oh my gosh, I really did agree to marry Luc. However, Jenny and James took the news quite easily. Actually, they were ecstatic. Just like me.

  I'm still floating-or at least I feel like I'm still floating. Why, only this morning I lost my vir... oh, but you know that already.

  I couldn't control the way my cheeks burned up just thinking about what Luc and I were doing in his bed a few hours ago. But I don't regret it. I really don't.

  Because I finally got together with the man I love the most in the whole wide world.

  The next few days were a little bit hectic. Okay, a LOT.

  The apartment was invaded by a tad too perky wedding planner (she is very nice though), caterers, designers, florists and so many more people. I couldn't so much as breathe deeply before one of them asks me if I like this or if I would prefer that.

  I am excited about the wedding. Of course I am. How could I not be? Luc De la Vega is one of the most gorgeous men in the planet (not to mention, one of the richest-though I'm not marrying him for his money). But I barely see him nowadays.

  If he isn't at the office, he is at his study here in the apartment, closed off to all the insanity of the wedding preparation.

  I didn't have any specific dream wedding in mind when I was growing up. What I only wished for was a man who would mean his vows when he finally stands beside me before God, who would love me eternally and be a good father to all our babies. But I also harbored hope that that man would be with me every step of the decision making for our wedding. I wanted to be perfect for both of us and we won't get that if it's only me who is deciding.

  That is why I braved get on Luc's nerves one afternoon and knocked on the door of his study. I slowly opened the door and spoke quietly, "Hey, it's me."

  He was on the phone but he looked at the direction of the door and smiled faintly. He held up a finger, signaling me to come in.

  'Yes, fine. I don't care. Just get here already,' Luc was saying to the phone. 'Let somebody else do the work for while you come back. Okay, goodbye, mi amigo.' He set the phone down and directed his eyes to my face. Sometimes, I still get disconcerted when I feel like Luc can really see me. But of course, I know, that there is still no improvement to his lost eyesight. He might never get it back for all we know but I wouldn't mind. I'll still love him even if he's blind forever. It's just sad he wouldn't be able to see the faces of our future children.

  Why are you thinking about children, Lorraine? Don't you have to get through the wedding first?

  Oh yes, right.

  '...that was Tripp. He and your aunt... Madrid... Querida, are you still with me?' By the tone of his voice he's been talking for quite a while now and I'm spaced out.

  'Uh, yes, Luc. I'm sorry.' I replied.

  'What is wrong? You always stop listening when I talk to you?' Luc sounded a little bit annoyed.

  'No!' I quickly denied. 'It's just that... I have a lot of thing on my mind. I'm so sorry.'

  He gave me smile-a sign that he was just teasing me. 'Come to me. Sit on my lap and tell me what's troubling you.'

  I did what he asked, not because I'm a pushover but because it's gives me a valid excuse to be physically near him without seeming to be clingy.

  'How are the wedding preparations coming?' He asked when I finally settled on his arms.

  I laid my head on his shoulder and allowed myself a small, soft sigh. 'Good. No, great. The people you hired are all very competent. It's all coming together.'

  There was silence for a moment.

  'I can feel there's a but coming...' Luc drawled after he brushed a kiss on my forehead.

  I lifted my head and stared into his unseeingly dark eyes. 'I want the wedding to be about us. You and me. Not about what two hundred and fifty guests would like for appetizer.' I cupped his handsome face between my hands. 'I want it to be about our love for each other and our future but with me only making the decisions, I don't think we'd get that wedding.'

  Another silence, this time a bit tense.

  'Are you feeling neglected, querida?'

  'No. Yes. No.' Huh? 'M
aybe. But only because we've never been alone for days already. We haven't even got any chance to talk to each other except for a couple of words. It's because of all the craziness here in the apartment! But I'm not blaming you, okay? I think my just stressed.' I laid my head back on his shoulder again. 'I'm tired.'