Those words are like fucking music to my ears, and with one swift motion I impale her hard. I still once I’m inside her. “You’re so beautiful, Lu. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you,” I say looking into her eyes.
Luisa’s hands slide up my chest, and she holds my face in her hands before smashing our lips together. Her tongue delves into my mouth, seeking mine, and they tangle in a fever, neither of us stopping for air. I begin to slide my cock in and out of her. I move slowly at first, but not feeling satisfied with the pace, I sit back on my haunches. She whimpers when I remove my mouth from hers, but they turn to moans when I lift her ass off the bed, letting it rest on my thighs, and fuck her hard.
She cries out, “Oh God! So fucking good, Hawke.” I know I’m hitting her G spot in this position, so I continue to slide into her wet folds at a mind-blowing rhythm.
Sweat trickles down my back at the pace I’m setting but I relentlessly jackhammer into her. “Say you’ll never leave me, Lu,” I growl, a warning note in my tone, not caring that I’m showing my vulnerability.
“What?” Her eyes squeeze shut and she tilts her head back on the pillow. I stop my thrusts and remove my cock from her tight pussy, just allowing the head of it to remain inside.
Her eyes open, her frustration evident, and she huffs in annoyance. “What the hell, Hawke? Why did you stop?”
“Not gonna fuck you again till you tell me you’re never leaving me.”
Her eyes narrow and she leans up on her elbows. “You can’t be serious?”
“I’ve never been more serious in my life, Lu,” I reply honestly.
I crawl up her body, and she falls back on the bed. I lean down and kiss her, then bite on her bottom lip, dragging it between my teeth before letting it go with a pop. Luisa squirms beneath me.
“Hawke,” she moans, rubbing her pelvis against my groin, trying to get some release.
I shake my head. “Tell me what I want to hear and this is yours,” I say, reaching between our bodies and gripping the base of my cock, gliding it through her folds.
I hear her breath catch, and she begs, “Please, Hawke, I need you.”
“Tell me,” I demand, and start to enter her slowly.
“I… I… I won’t leave you again.”
“Uh, uh, uh. Promise me,” I tease.
“I promise, Hawke. Now fuck me.”
I smile, shaking my head. “I want it slow now.”
She makes a sound of disapproval, but soon recovers, joining her mouth with mine when I withdraw my cock and enter her again, seating myself to the hilt this time. I begin to thrust slowly, worshiping her body as I remove my lips from hers, kissing a wet trail down her neck and biting firmly on her shoulder. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Lu. The way you feel is like heaven. I never want to lose you. I never want to lose this,” I say and look deep into her brown eyes. I still my movements, then make sure I have her attention. “I Love you, Lu.”
Her eyes fill with unshed tears. Running the back of her hand over my cheek, she replies, “I love you, Hawke. So, so much.”
“Reece.”
She laughs. “Reece it is.”
I continue to make love to her, and it’s not long before she’s coming again. I try hard to hold on to my orgasm but can’t, the way her pussy tightens around my cock has me shooting my load in no time. I land on top of her, our body’s slick with our lovemaking. I roll off her and bring her with me, adjusting our positions until she’s comfortable.
She rests her head on my chest, and I trail featherlight touches down her back. “Mmm, that feels good,” she says on a yawn.
“Lu!” I whisper fiercely. “Look at me.” Her head snaps up at my demand. “I love you. You believe me, don’t you?”
A warms smile graces her lips. “Yes, I believe you. I love you too, Reece.”
I pull her to me using her arms, bringing her face close to mine.
“You trust me, don’t you?”
She looks away and I pull on her chin, bringing her eyes back to me.
“Don’t you?” I repeat.
She nods and a tear rolls down her cheek. I lick it away, tasting salt on my tongue.
She sighs. “I do.”
“Can you trust me enough to know I would never cheat on you, or hurt you in any way?”
“But….”
“Shush, baby. Just answer the question.”
“Yes, I know that.”
I bring Lu’s face closer so I have her full attention. “I love you, Lu, only you. I would never want to fuck up what we have. I don’t want to lose you. I’m never letting go, so don’t try to run. I may have given you some time, just this once, but next time I will drag this ass back here. You got me?” I squeeze her buttcheek before letting it go.
“I can always run again.”
“Just try it and you’ll see what happens,” I say with a wink, then straighten my face, all seriousness.
She laughs out loud and I feel my cock stir against her heat. Her eyes widen. “Again?”
“Yes, again. I want you on your stomach. It’s time to claim that hot ass of yours.”
Luisa
I’m flipped over onto my stomach, and feel Hawke’s hand trail light strokes down my back. I should be exhausted after two orgasms, but I’m not. It’s as if I can’t get enough of this man, and from Hawke’s admission, he feels the same.
He said that he loves me, and that I need to trust him. I know I told him I do trust him, but can’t help this feeling of dread, like something or someone will take him away from me. Could it be Josie? He says he’s never felt the same about her as he does me, and I should believe him, I should, but time will tell. For now I’m not going to think too much about it. He’s told me to trust him and I’m going to do just that.
My thoughts are brought back to what’s happening when Hawke’s mouth follows the trail of his fingers, and goose bumps erupt all over my body. His breath on my damp skin causes shivers to run through me. Hawke’s fingers move to circle my pussy, and then enter me, first one, then a second. He pumps them in and out, and I can’t help but lift my butt up and push back on them. I hear his sound of approval at my eagerness, and his fingers move from my pussy to my ass and slowly enter me. I moan out loud, enjoying the unfamiliar invasion, but that feeling soon vanishes when Hawke suddenly moves back down to my pussy, again fucking me there with his fingers. Verbalizing my disappointment with a low moan, I feel Hawke begin to shake with laughter. He places a warm kiss on my lower back, separates my buttcheeks, and rotates his tongue around my virgin entrance. I tense as he flicks against it. “Please, Hawke, take me.”
Hawke moves down and licks from my pussy back up to my ass, continuing the same torment there. I moan and push back on his mouth wanting more, but what? I have no idea.
“You want my mouth, or my cock?”
“Cock, I want your cock in me. Take me, Hawke.”
“Fuck, babe. You make this so fucking easy,” he says rubbing my asscheeks. “As much as I wanna fuck you there, not tonight. First, we need to train it. If I take you there now it’ll hurt, and I’m not taking that chance.”
“Train it? What do you mean?”
I feel the bed dip as he slides off it and walks toward his closet. I sit up and face him, unable to take my eyes off his magnificent body. My mouth waters as I focus on his broad back, and the way it forms into a V at his waist. His thick, muscled thighs stand slightly apart as he searches for something. I want to trace every single ridge of his body with my tongue, and not stop until I’ve had my fill of him.
He removes a black duffel bag from his closet and looks inside. He smiles up at me when he finds what he’s been searching for, and clasps it in his hand, walking over to me with a grin on his face.
“What have you got in your hand?”
He sits down on the edge of the bed, and I sit up and hold my knees to my chest. “Show me,” I prompt.
“Only if you promise not to freak out.”
I’m nervo
us now but still curious. “I won’t.”
“That’s my girl.” He brings his closed hand forward, turning it over and opening his fist. I can’t make out what it is, but it’s silver, and looks like it’s made of steel. It’s egg-shaped and rounded on one end, and there’s a small stem on the other, almost like a handle. To me it resembles a small doorknob.
“What is it?” I’m curious and take it out of his hand, holding it by the stem. I’m genuinely intrigued.
Hawke smirks. “It’s a butt plug.”
“A what?” I raise it in the air in front of me, studying it again in a different light.
“A butt plug,” he repeats. “It goes up your ass.”
My eyebrows raise. “It does?” I bring it in closer to my face and move it around in my fingers, trying to work out how this will fit in my backside.
Hawke lets out a full-blown laugh, his neck arching as he sees me hang the butt plug upside down, trying to picture how it’s going to fit.
“I’m glad you find me amusing,” I say dryly, at the same time a little hurt he’s making fun of me.
“Baby,” he says cupping my cheek. “I love the fact you’re so innocent. Believe me, Lu. It will bring you pleasure.”
“Show me,” I whisper, and Hawke’s eyes glimmer with excitement at my words.
“On your knees.”
I comply, hearing a drawer open then shut nearby. A squishing sound breaks the silence of the room, and I look over to see him placing what looks like lubricant on the end of the plug.
“Now,” he says placing the tip of the cold plug at the entrance of my ass, “this is only a small one, used for people starting out with anal play.”
“This is small? I’d hate to see what big looks like,” I say, laughing nervously.
“Babe.”
“Mmm?”
“Just relax.”
“Okay.”
The coolness of the plug remains at my entrance, but my nerves are forgotten when I feel Hawke kneel behind. He runs his hand around my waist and cups my pussy from in front. “You’re so fucking wet. Does this turn you on?”
I nod, and fist my hands into the sheets as his finger slips inside my pussy. He adds a second and begins to pump them in and out, making me even wetter.
I cry out when his thumb flicks my clit, and just when I’m about to yell for him to pump his fingers faster, Hawke pushes the butt plug inside me. I feel a slight sting at the sudden intrusion, but it’s soon forgotten when he rotates the plug while he continues to finger me.
“Oh, God, please don’t stop!” I beg.
“Fuck!” Hawke growls and removes his fingers, only to shift and thrust his cock deep inside of me instead, filling the aching void. He pushes the plug in deeper as his cock slides in and out of my quivering pussy, taking me higher and higher. “Hawke, I’m going to come.”
“Hold on, baby, stay with me.”
I scrunch my face and bite on my bottom lip, trying to hold back my orgasm, but when Hawke yells, “Now!” and abruptly removes the plug out of my ass, I’m coming so hard the room spins. I’m gasping for air as Hawke continues to thrust deep inside me, placing his thumb in my butt, the warmth of skin feeling so much more intense than the hard steel of the butt plug. “Fuck me,” he groans out, and then he’s coming inside me, squeezing my hips and biting down on my back as he shoots his load.
“So fucking beautiful,” he says breathlessly against my neck. We both slump down to the bed and Hawke slowly withdraws from me. I’m too weak to protest his leaving me, or say anything. I’m exhausted, my body limp.
“You okay, babe?”
I just grunt, no energy to form any words.
I hear Hawke’s husky laugh and turn to face him. He’s smirking at me. “Was that good for you? As much as it was for me?”
I smile widely. “That was fucking amazing. Why haven’t I tried that before?”
Hawke’s face straightens, his eyes becoming intense. “Baby, you just hadn’t met the right guy.”
“Caveman,” I blurt and his face warms into a smile.
“You sore?”
“A little,” I admit.
“Come, let’s go have a shower together.” Hawke reaches out his hand to mine.
“I can’t move. You’ve worn me out.”
Hawke smiles and I take the opportunity to look him over. His hair is a mess, sticking out at different angles. His eyes are shining, and his scruffy jaw is just the perfect length, covering his chiseled jaw. His abs are so damn perfect, and my eyes linger there before moving to his shoulders and arms, covered in his familiar tatts. My gaze sneaks lower again and his cock jerks against his stomach. My eyes widen and snap up to his.
A loud laugh escapes him. “Baby, if you’re going to check me out like that, what do you expect? It has a mind of its own.”
I sit up to face him. “I think we’d better go and take that shower.”
Luisa
I wake up to warmth on my back, arms wrapped around me. Hawke’s whiskers tickle my neck, his warm breath caressing my skin, his light snore telling me he’s still asleep. I’ve missed this, him holding me this way.
I’m soon startled by a loud knock on the bedroom door. “Hawke, you in there, man?”
I stare at the time: 8:20 a.m. Not exactly a sleep in.
Again, a loud bang.
Hawke finally stirs, and wakes up fully when the door is flung open.
“What the fuck, Blaze?”
Blaze looks at Hawke, then to me. “Uh, sorry, Luisa. I didn’t know you were here.”
“Get the fuck out!” Hawke yells rubbing at his eyes.
“Get your ass to church, hermano. Meeting started fifteen minutes ago. Prez sent me in to get you.”
“But we’re flying out to Tennessee this morning. The man’s getting married, and he wants to call church?”
“Hermano, I don’t make the rules. If Prez wants a meeting then who am I to disagree. Now get your culo out there.”
“Blaze, how many times I gotta tell you, I don’t understand Spanish?” Hawke growls, and I laugh.
“Brother, get your ass out there. Is that better?” Blaze says sarcastically.
Hawke immediately jumps out of bed, placing his jeans on. “Oh fuck! I didn’t need to see that,” Blaze says as he closes the door quickly.
Hawke smirks and continues to dress, pulling a T-shirt on over his head, slipping his cut on, and running his hands through his hair. “Sorry, baby. I have to go.” He leans in and kisses me and I grasp his face in my hands, forcing his lips to stay on mine longer.
Hawke moans and pushes me down on my back, laying his body on top of me. I widen my thighs, allowing him to settle in between my legs, and his hands slide down to my breasts, cupping them and teasing my nipples. I cry out with pleasure and tilt my head back on the pillow. Hawke kisses my neck and pulls the sheet down lower, allowing his mouth better access.
I wrap my legs around his waist when he latches on to my nipple, biting down and then licking the sting. His mouth slides over to my other nipple, taking my areola into his mouth. My hands travel under his T-shirt, sliding up his back. I’m loving the way he’s panting. “I gotta go,” he says against my lips, and I groan.
“Now?”
“Sorry, baby, but duty calls,” he states, winking at me. He pulls back and unhooks my legs from around his waist, before getting up from the bed and placing his boots on. Leaving me lying on the bed, throbbing with need, he heads to the bedroom door and shuts it behind him without a second glance.
My phone rings, loud in the sudden silence of the room, and I get out of the bed and grab my bag from the chair. Searching for my phone, I see it’s Jazz and smile.
“Why hello, bride-to-be.”
“Luisa, please tell me Quill is there.”
I sit back down on the bed, my heart climbing up into my throat. “Yes, he is. Why, what’s wrong? Is it the baby?” Please don’t let anything be wrong with the baby!
“No, nothing like that,
hon. I’m just worried is all. He got a call early this morning from Tracker, and jumped out of bed and left once Rhyder showed up. He told me it was club business… but Lu, what if he’s getting cold feet?”
I sigh, my breathing returning to normal. “Now you’re just being crazy, Jazz. Quill loves you. He wants to marry you. He’s probably just got stuff happening at the club, and needs to make sure everything’s fine before he leaves.”
“I guess you’re right, it’s probably just the hormones.”
I giggle. “Jazz, he’s going to marry you, don’t doubt that.”
“Thanks, Lu. Make sure you and Hawke are on that plane,” she warns.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
“Thanks, Lu, you’re the best friend ever.”
“Don’t you know it. Now go take a bath, relax, and I’ll see you soon.”
“That sounds exactly like what I need.”
“Good, now see you at the airport.”
“Okay, bye, Lu.”
“Bye, Jazz.”
The phone disconnects and I throw it down on the bed. Opening Hawke’s drawers, I find clean underwear and a bra I brought over last time I was here, and enter the bathroom to take a shower. Once I’m done I grab a towel and dry myself. I hear someone in the room and quickly wrap myself in the towel. I hesitantly open the bathroom door, not sure if it’s Hawke in the bedroom, and sigh with relief when I see him pacing the floor. I tighten the hold on the towel and exit the room, but Hawke doesn’t notice me, too busy spitting profanities.
Walking up to him, I place my hand on his shoulder. “Hawke, what’s going on?”
He stills and tries to focus on me. “Fuck, Lu. I almost forgot you were here.” Feeling hurt, I wrap my arms around my waist and look down at the floor. Hawke holds me in his arms, and I rest my head on his chest. “Sorry, babe, I didn’t mean that,” he says, kissing the top of my head.
I lift my eyes to his. “Tell me, Hawke, what’s going on? Jasmine called and said Quill left the house early to come to the club.” I cup his cheek in my hand and run my thumb over his scratchy jaw. “Are you in danger?”
Hawke turns his face into my palm, softly kissing me there. He forces a smile onto his face, traveling his arms down my back to rest on my ass. “Nothing for you to worry about, sweetheart, just club business.”
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