by Tess Summers
Luke took a more sheepish approach. “Sorry, I haven’t seen her in ten days, I got a little carried away.”
“Eleven,” Cassie softly corrected.
Shit. How did he go eleven days not seeing her?
Oh, that’s right. He was hiding from her. Scared he’d spill his guts about his marriage.
Just a few more days, Luke. You can do this. Keep it together until you get the paperwork filed. Then you can come clean.
In the meantime, he was going to have to find ways to occupy their time so he didn’t even have a chance to act suspiciously.
He had a few ideas in mind how he planned on doing that.
Chapter Thirty
Cassie
Luke insisted she ride with him even though it was going to be a pain in the ass tomorrow to come back and get her car. But the smoldering look he gave her as they approached his Challenger made her suddenly not give a damn about the inconvenience. They would worry about it tomorrow.
The sexual tension between them was palpable. When he put the car in the direction of his house, she looked over at him.
“We’re going to your house?”
“Ben is away for the weekend, and I don’t want to leave Rex alone for the night.”
“No, you can’t leave him alone. Is Ben gone for business or pleasure?” She was grasping for anything mundane to talk about, trying to diffuse the sexual tension in the confined space.
“Do you really want to talk about my roommate’s weekend getaway plans, right now?” he asked with a small grin as his hand firmly began to rub her slit through her jeans.
“No,” she giggled, “I guess not.” All she could think about was having his throbbing cock deep inside her. She took off her seatbelt and leaned over the console, intent on unbuttoning his jeans and sliding his shaft between her lips as he drove. He grabbed her wrist and stopped her from touching his denim.
“Uh uh, baby doll. You’re not getting this cock until you take your punishment.”
With a gulp, she asked, “Punishment?”
One corner of his mouth turned up. “Punishment. You didn’t think you were getting away with what you did tonight without having your ass spanked, did you?”
Well, yeah, she did.
“I’m a grown woman, you can’t spank me.”
His raised eyebrows and subtle smirk suggested, Wanna bet?
“You know your safe word, doll. Otherwise, yeah, I’m turning your bare ass over my knee and spanking it ‘til it’s pink.”
Did her lady parts start to tingle more? What the hell was that about?
Cassie buckled her seatbelt and sat back, crossing her arms over her chest.
“We’ll see about that.”
Pushing her legs apart so he could resume caressing her over her jeans, Luke chuckled. “There’s an awful lot of heat being generated here.” He undid the button and lowered her zipper before sliding his hand under the waistband of her panties. Running a finger up and down her soaked folds, he flicked her clit, then dipped inside her.
She was such a shameless slut when it came to him. She should be squeezing her thighs together, instead of spreading them so he could have easier access. Fuck this man turned her on.
“Mmm, so wet for me,” he murmured as he plunged his digit in and out of her.
She let out a whimper when his palm put pressure on her clit, and she found herself pushing against his hand.
The car slowed down as they maneuvered the streets in his subdivision. He hit the button for the garage door and withdrew his hand from her pussy. It was all she could do not to beg him to keep going. Luke closed the garage door and turned the engine off. He turned to look at her, and she could feel his entire being was in Alpha Dom mode.
“Go into my room, undress, and wait for me. Be kneeling by the bed when I come in.”
She snorted internally, thinking, kneeling, yeah sure. Shouldn’t she be thinking yeah sure to all his demands? Instead of saying anything, she gulped and nodded her head.
“Good girl,” he whispered with a slight smile before getting out and coming around to open her door. Helping her out of the car, he murmured in her ear, “What’s your safe word, Cass?”
“Red,” she uttered softly.
“Red,” he affirmed. Tilting her chin up, he kissed her lips tenderly, then rested his forehead against hers, caressing her jawline.
“I’ll never hurt you, baby doll.”
“I know,” she said so quietly even she had a hard time hearing her words.
He reached down and grabbed a handful of flesh from her ass.
“Bedroom. Naked. Kneeling. Now,” he snarled as he swatted her bottom.
With one last look at him, she made her way into the house and into his bedroom.
*
Luke
He came in from the garage, let Rex out, fed him, washed his hands, and removed his shirt before walking into his bedroom. His cock was hard in anticipation of seeing his beautiful girl, naked and kneeling in submission.
He should have known better.
She was naked, but instead of kneeling, she was sitting on the edge of his bed, her legs crossed in seductive defiance. It was all he could to suppress his chuckle at her deliberate rebellion.
“Tsk tsk. Naughty girls get punished, good girls get orgasms,” he said as he approached her.
She shrugged, pretending to be unimpressed, as usual.
“So, if I would have been kneeling, you wouldn’t spank me?”
“Now, I didn’t say that…” he laughed quietly. He sat down next to her and placed a bed pillow on his lap, then patted it. “Come on.”
With only a bit of hesitation, she crawled across his lap, bare bottom up. He stroked her beautiful, round butt reverently, sliding his hands between her toned thighs, and casually inserting his ring finger into her slick cunt.
“So beautiful,” he moaned.
She relaxed into the pillow, her face on the comforter before he delivered five quick blows to each cheek. Her only response—after jumping at the initial swat—was to flinch in anticipation. After landing the last strike, he caressed her reddening ass with care. When he stroked her inner thighs, he found they were wet with her excitement.
“Green, doll?”
“Green,” she purred.
A smile involuntarily formed on his lips, and he spread her ass apart, fingering her pussy with his thumb. Was what he was doing technically thumbing her? The heat coming from her tight entrance, along with her soft moans made what it was called irrelevant.
“Such a good girl, to lie here and take it,” he praised as he slid his wet thumb from her pussy and up her crack. Circling her back door, he spread her wetness before breaching her star. He felt her tense up, and he paused.
“Color, Cass,” he demanded.
She hesitated, then he felt her relax. “Green.”
He moved his thumb in and out of her asshole slowly as he began to tend to her pussy and clit with his other hand. She moaned, and he withdrew his thumb to release a set of five more blows to her ass without stopping his attention to her pussy. She gasped, soaking his hand that continued to finger fuck her, while he tended to her pink ass with care.
“Such a good, little submissive slut,” he lauded as he began to fuck her faster and deeper. “Mmm, keep that ass in the air for me, baby doll.”
The wet noises from her dripping pussy being fucked by his hand filled the room.
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
His hand slapping her bottom echoed with her moans off the walls.
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
“That’s it, take it like a good whore.”
She cried out something unintelligible, then Luke felt her tight cunt clench around his fingers as her body began to convulse on his lap. She gasped and cried out more. He’d never seen her jerk so much, and it felt like her pussy was contracting around his digits.
Her body stopped twitching, and except for her heaving chest
, she laid perfectly still in his lap, her face pressed against his bed. He leaned over and rubbed her ass in circles as he kissed it, murmuring, “So beautiful.”
She didn’t move her face from where it rested when she uttered, “That was the best fucking orgasm I’ve ever had.”
With a grin, he bent over to kiss her cheek. “That’s because you secretly love being submissive.”
She sat up quickly, a solemn look on her face. “No! Well, I mean, obviously, yes. It’s just… I’ve never wanted to be, you know, before. Only with you.”
Although he already knew she’d never been with anyone strong enough to handle her, his ego quadrupled in size.
“It’s because I’m your man, and your body knows it belongs to me.”
“See? Shit like that. I don’t fucking belong to anyone, but goddamn, when you say it, it turns me on so much. It shouldn’t excite me like it does.”
He winked at her. “It’s because it’s true.”
She stared at him for a long time before conceding, “I guess it is.” She didn’t seem happy about that revelation.
“I’ll take good care of you, doll. I promise.”
She tossed the pillow spotted with her juices, straddled him, and grabbed his face with both hands while looking into his eyes. “You better,” she murmured before nipping his bottom lip.
“I will,” he said solemnly while grabbing a fistful of hair to hold her head in place as he took control of the kiss.
Cassie started to grind her naked hips on his hard cock under his jeans. She reached between their bodies for the jean’s button.
“Can we finally take these off?”
He smirked as he undid the button and zipper, and she lifted her butt so he could slide them down his hips. He held her at the small of her back with one hand while trying to pull his Levi’s completely off with the other. A feat made harder as Cassie grabbed his face with both hands again and kissed him passionately as she resumed rolling her hips over him.
“I missed you so much, baby,” she gasped desperately when they came up for air.
Looking up at her, Luke pushed her hair behind her ear. “I missed you too, doll.”
His palms firmly grasping her underneath her shoulder blades, he thrust his cock deep inside her womb. They moaned in unison as he filled her pussy.
Cassie wrapped her arms around his neck and began to ride him slowly. She was breathtaking—uninhibited with her wild hair, flushed cheeks, and swollen lips from his hard kisses. Luke lifted her luscious tits, kneading and squeezing them before drawing a nipple between his teeth. She bent back with a moan, offering her firm, pale globes to him.
He lifted her off him and steered her onto her stomach. She tried to get on her hands and knees, but he slipped the pillow under her tummy before pressing on her back, guiding her body down and pushed her legs together.
“This is the position you told me about. Your favorite.”
“It is,” he responded as he slid behind her, aligning his cock with her entrance, and pushing inside.
“Oh. My. God,” she moaned. “That feels so fucking good!”
Luke chuckled in her ear, “That’s why it’s my favorite.”
He rhythmically began to move in and out of her, fucking her at a steady pace while trying to keep his orgasm at bay, which wasn’t easy. It had been eleven days since he was inside her, and he could feel her getting wetter with each stroke.
“Ohhhh, yes, Luke. Just like that. Your cock feels amazing, baby,” she crooned.
He didn’t need any encouragement, but she kept providing it.
“Oh, God, yes! Fuck me, baby. Please!”
“Faster, Luke, oh yes!”
And finally, “Oh, don’t stop! Please don’t stop! Yes! Yes! YES!”
As her pussy quivered around his shaft, he drove into her hard and fast, his release not far behind hers. He held her by her hips while he came inside her, plunging in deep one last time before stretching his body out fully over hers. His fingers entwined with hers, and he dragged her hands over her head as he completely enveloped her body with his, careful to distribute his weight on his forearms.
“I love you, Cassie Sullivan,” he panted in her ear while he tried to recover. “Don’t ever doubt that for a second. You’re my girl. Always.”
She kissed his arm, probably because that was all she could reach with how he had her pinned.
“I love you, too, Luke Santiago Rivas. I like being your girl.”
He rolled over, pulling her with him. She adjusted her position so they were chest to chest.
“I’m sorry I was such an ass,” he confessed, then wanted to punch his own face.
Fuck! He didn’t need to open that can of worms.
Cassie didn’t miss the opportunity either.
“What’s been bothering you?” she asked gently as she lowered her head on his chest.
Luke shook his head subtly. “I told you, doll. Work has been crazy.”
She raised up on her elbow, looking directly at him for a few beats, obviously unconvinced.
“I tell you what. If you promise to quit lying to me, I’ll promise to back off until you’re ready to tell me what’s going on with you. But under no circumstances are you allowed to fall off the face of the earth again. That I can’t handle.”
“I swear, I’m not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me. Just give me a few more days to get things sorted out. I promise I will tell you everything.”
“Should I be worried?” she asked cautiously.
He pulled her back against him. “Cassie, no. Not at all.”
That seemed to placate her, for now, and she relaxed her head back on his chest, lightly drawing imaginary shapes on his pecs with her index finger.
“Don’t disappear on me again, Luke Rivas. I don’t think my heart could take it.”
Talk about a punch to the gut.
He tightened his arms around her and vowed, “Never again.”
His heart wouldn’t be able to take it either.
Chapter Thirty-One
Cassie
She woke up as dawn began to break, wrapped in Luke’s strong arms, and smiled. It was going to be a beautiful Sunday.
She carefully eased out of his embrace so she didn’t disturb him. Finding the shirt he had worn last night, she pulled it over her head and breathed in deep—it still smelled like him. After using the bathroom, she headed to the kitchen to start the coffeemaker. Rex followed her, happy someone was up to let him out.
Cassie piled her hair on her head with a hairband from her purse, grabbed her phone and a cup of coffee, and went outside to sit on the patio and enjoy the quiet of the morning. When her mug was almost empty, Luke appeared in the doorway in his boxer briefs and adorable bedhead, coffee cup in hand. She wished she could take a picture of him at that moment. This was the side of Luke Rivas only she got to see. Okay, Ben did too, but it wasn’t the same.
He stepped outside with a smile and, instead of sitting in his own chair, slid behind her on the lounger she was sitting on.
His chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Good morning, doll. You sleep okay?”
“Mmm, like a baby. You?”
“Yeah, I always sleep better when you’re next to me.”
That little admission made her heart happy. How silly was that?
Rex came bounding up, wiggling with excitement to see more people awake who would be willing to play with him. Luke laughed, ruffling the dog’s head playfully. “Okay, buddy, we’ll go for a run.” He shot Cassie a look. “Er, walk.”
She smiled, thinking of the last time they took Rex for a walk on the beach. She could get used to this routine.
Is this what they called domestic bliss?
Heaven help her.
****
Luke
They spent the morning together until he had to leave for work. Cassie invited him to come to her place once he finished, but he declined since Ben wasn’t returning until tomorrow.
“I re
ally wish my condo was a more dog-friendly place,” she lamented.
He shrugged, noncommittally. “We’ll make it work.”
God, he hoped he heard from Mike Randall soon.
Luke wanted nothing more than to suggest they buy a place together. Somewhere that had enough room for dogs and babies with an office for her, a man cave for him, and a hot tub. They were going to have a hot tub. He was dying to fuck her in one ever since he saw her getting out of Brenna’s, naked on New Year’s Eve.
He was going to buy one of those plaques to hang outside their door: Luke and Cassie Rivas. He’d coach their sons’ little league teams and go to every one of their daughters’ dance recitals or games or both. Their kids would grow up with dogs and learn the importance of…
What. The. Fuck?
He really needed to learn how to dial it in. She hadn’t even agreed to marry him yet, let alone have his babies.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Luke
He heard from Mike Randall early Monday afternoon. He’d located Adriana, and she agreed to sign the papers with some conditions.
Of course, she had conditions. She was probably going to try to squeeze more money out of him.
“There are some things I need to discuss with you in person, Luke.” Mike's voice was somber.
“I don’t care what her conditions are, just get a bottom line from her, Mike. Whatever I need to do to get this over with.”
“We’ll talk Wednesday when I get back,” was the P.I.’s vague reply.
Luke didn’t care if he had to sell his house and give her everything, he was finally going to be free of all things Adriana. The relief he felt was liberating.
He was going to start living again. Beginning now.
He fired off a text to Cassie.
Luke: Date Number Eleven tonight. Let’s celebrate!
Hot and Beautiful: Sounds great! Where?
He burst out laughing when he saw her name on his phone. She must have changed it when he wasn’t paying attention.
Luke: Hot and Beautiful, huh? I can’t say I disagree. That was hilarious, btw. Dinner at my place tonight. 7:30 work?
