“Does this feel good?” she asked, bouncing her hips against mine, her arms wrapped around my neck. I nodded, taking her mouth in a kiss as I lifted my hips to meet with hers. Each time I was buried deep inside of her I felt like I was at risk of coming, but I was holding myself back so I could make it last as long as possible. I never wanted her to stop writhing on my lap, especially when she lost control of her hips and started bucking against me as she came with a whimper. She tried to slow down but I wouldn’t let her, instead continuing to move her hips quickly as I thrust inside of her.
“I’m going to come again,” she whimpered. “I don’t know—I don’t know if I can take it.”
“You can, baby,” I said, reaching down to rub her clit. “You will. Over and over.”
She bit her lip, closing her eyes as another orgasm washed over her. I had to pull out or I’d come just from the feeling of her pussy clenching and tightening around me.
“I want to taste you,” I said to her, laying back and pulling her down with me. She raised an eyebrow as I put my hand on her hips, pulling her body up so that her pussy was positioned right above my face.
“Lucas, I’ve never—” she protested, trying to squirm away from me as I lowered her down onto my mouth and began to lick her pussy in slow, luxurious strokes. I lifted her slightly so that I could speak.
“I want you to ride my face,” I said to her. “Make yourself come again.”
“God,” she breathed as I lowered her back onto my mouth. I started sucking her clit, wrapping my lips around it and flicking it with my tongue. Then I stuck it out, licking at her until she started grinding on my face. Her movements were reluctant at first, and she was trying her hardest to hold herself up, afraid to lower herself onto my mouth. I pulled her down all the way, started moving her hips in my hands so that her clit slid over my tongue.
She stopped worrying then and settled down, moving her hips back and forth against my mouth. She started to pant, moaning loudly, and tried to lift herself off me to get away from the overwhelming pleasure. I held her firmly and continued to taste her until she shuddered and came all over my mouth, drenching my chin with her juices. I lapped at her eagerly, cleaning her thighs and the outer lips of her pussy before I flipped her over onto her back.
“Now I get to fuck you,” I said to her, climbing over her. I slid my cock into her in a smooth movement, not wasting any time. I needed to be inside of her, to fill her. I started to rock my hips against hers, draping her legs over my arms to hold her legs far apart. I looked down to watch my cock riding in and out of her pussy, still surprised it even fit. But it did fit, and perfectly. It was like she was made for me.
“I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I met you in the hallway,” I said to her, riding her slowly in and out.
“Really?” she asked, a look of surprise mingling with the pleasure on her face.
“Oh, yes,” I said, remembering the night I’d met her, how I hadn’t been able to get her out of my head. Even at first glance, I’d known she was meant for me. “I couldn’t stop thinking about it, baby. Not for one minute.”
“It’s so good,” she whimpered, breathing against my lips. “So fucking good.”
I nodded in response, grinding against her. She lifted her hips in time with mine, holding my eye as we moved in a natural rhythm together. She looked so perfect, her lips parted, her face flushed pink as she rocked with me. I knew then that I was in love with her, with her sweetness and her body and her mind. I buried myself deep inside of her, grinding against the back of her pussy, desperate to be as close to her as possible. She came all over my cock in a gush of warmth, crying out as I released inside of her, too overwhelmed with pleasure to hold back anymore.
Once we had caught our breath, she sat up and took a sip of her champagne again. I smiled at her, kissing her lips, tasting the sweetness there.
“Do you feel better?” I asked her.
“I’m hungry,” she said, grinning at me as she began to eat. I sat up next to her and kissed her cheek, unable to take my eyes off her. She was glowing, beautiful, and though the sun had gone down, the moon illuminated her gorgeous skin.
“You really are perfect,” I said.
She gave me a small smile. “Thank you.”
When we were finished eating, we left the restaurant, avoiding making eye contact with any of the other customers. I knew that we looked guilty as we passed by holding hands but it was the last thing I cared about. Everything we’d done had been worth it.
We got back home and went into my apartment, sitting down on the couch. Something was nagging at me, something I’d remembered on the way home. There was an email sitting in my inbox from Maria I’d avoided reading before seeing Ellie, knowing whatever it contained could very well spoil the perfect mood. I tried to keep my worries from my face but Ellie looked at me with concern when she noticed I was clearly anxious about something.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, taking one of my hands between both of hers. She kissed my knuckles and I had to smile despite the way I was feeling. Ellie was absolutely the sweetest person I’d ever met, and just that simple gesture of comfort was enough to make the love swell within me so that it was almost overpowering. I resisted the urge to tell her how I felt.
“I’ve had an email from Maria,” I said to her, knowing that I couldn’t hide the truth about that.
“What did it say?” she asked, then looked shy. “If you don’t mind me asking.”
“I haven’t read it yet,” I told her. “I was too nervous.”
“Read it,” she said. “While I’m here. I can make you feel better.”
I nodded. She had a good point. Whatever I had to face in the email, I knew I’d feel better with Ellie by my side. I picked up my phone, swallowing as I opened the email and read through it. I felt a lump form in my throat, growing thicker and hotter with every word that I read.
“What is it?” she asked, frowning at the look on my face.
“Maria wants custody of Luna,” I said, my voice flat. The words felt almost painful coming out of my throat.
“What?” Ellie asked, her face screwing up in anger. “After everything she’s done?”
“Yeah,” I said, closing my eyes. I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to calm my heart. I couldn’t even bear to think about losing Luna, especially knowing that she would go to Maria, who didn’t even love her at all. Losing Luna would be worse than losing my own life. “I need to call my lawyer.”
“Do it,” she said quickly. “Do you want me to leave?”
I nodded. It was something that I needed to deal with alone.
“I’ll come over when I’m done,” I said.
“Okay,” she said, leaning forward to kiss me. She touched my cheek, stroking it with her thumb. “It’s going to be okay, Lucas. You’re a wonderful father.”
“Thank you,” I said, though I didn’t quite believe her about the first part. I knew how the courts could be in custody cases—the mother almost always won out. Unless there was a way for me to prove that Maria didn’t feel the way about Luna that she should, it would be her word against mine.
I picked up the phone and dialed my lawyer, a man named Jim I knew from high school. I knew he would be more than willing to help me—Jim had been there when Luna was born and had been the best man at my wedding. He knew how hard I worked to be a good father to Luna, especially compared to the way her mother treated her.
He picked up the phone, his voice sounding friendly when he answered. “Hey, man,” he said. “How’s it going?”
“Maria is threatening to take Luna away,” I told him. There was a pause on the other end of the line.
“Fuck her,” he said, his voice sounding sharp. “There’s no way she’s going to be able to take Luna away from you, Lucas.”
“She has more money than me,” I said to him. “And she’s her mother.”
“She’s barely her mother,” Jim said. “Anybody would vouch for that.”
“I hope so,” I said. The fear and worry ate at me so much it was almost hard to bear. “Thanks, Jim. I’ll call you if I hear anything else.”
“No problem. Call me anytime,” he said, then hung up. I got up and went over to Ellie’s, knocking on her door. When she answered, she was completely naked, and I got to drink in her entire body for the first time.
“Hi,” I said, my throat dry as I took in her body.
“Thought you could use a distraction,” she said, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her body to mine. I lifted her up, shutting the door behind us as I carried her to her bedroom. I spent the rest of the night making her come until we fell asleep, trying not to think about the trouble with Maria and the worry about losing the most important thing in the world to me.
In the morning, I got up early to pick up Luna, excited and eager to see my daughter. I left Ellie sleeping with a kiss on the forehead—we’d been up late the night before and we hadn’t exactly been resting.
There was an envelope inside my apartment, as if somebody had slid it under the door. I picked it up to see Maria’s lawyer’s name on the front. A shiver of cold dread ran through me as I opened the envelope to read the letter inside. I felt panic well up as I read the words on the page, felt my eyes sting with unshed tears of frustration. I went back over to Ellie’s and knocked on the door. When she saw the look on my face, she took me by the hand and pulled me into the apartment.
“What’s wrong?” she asked. “Tell me.”
I handed her the letter. “Maria filed for sole custody of Luna. She—the whole thing is filled with lies. She said we live in the slums, that I leave Luna at home in the apartment by herself.”
“Oh, Lucas,” she said, her eyes filled with sympathy. “You can fight this. Everybody knows that’s not true.”
“Maria has so much money,” I said, running my hand through my hair. “She has a killer lawyer. I have no idea what to do.”
“Listen, you know the book?” she said. “It’s doing great. I’ve had so many requests to book you it’s crazy. You’ll get the money.”
Surprise ran through me, briefly interrupting my worry. “Really?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said seriously. “So don’t worry about a lawyer.”
“Okay,” I said. The thought did comfort me somewhat, knowing that I would be able to pay Jim what he was worth. And having the extra money would help in the courts—I would be much better off in a custody battle if I had money in my bank account to actually support Luna as well as Maria would be able to. “I’m going to go pick up Luna. I’ll see you later.”
“Okay,” she said, leaning in to kiss me. “Come over later.”
“I will,” I promised her, then got up and headed out to pick up Luna, doing my best to fight the feelings of rage and despair inside of me.
11
Ellie
Later that night, Lucas came over with a sleeping Luna in his arms. He carried her into the bedroom and put her down, then quietly shut the door and joined me on the couch.
“Hi,” he said, leaning over to kiss me. I kissed him back, relieved that he was even in the mood for affection. I craved his touch, his kisses and the way he tasted and I didn’t want to have to hold back how I felt about him. I was falling for Lucas more quickly than I could have imagined, and it scared me almost as much as it thrilled me.
“Hi,” I said to him. “How are you? Did you spend the day with Luna?”
He smiled. “Yeah. I took her to the zoo. She’s pretty worn out.”
“I’m glad you guys had fun,” I said. “You needed it.”
He sighed. “Yeah.”
I kissed him again, then again until he started to respond to me, his mouth melting under mine. All I wanted was to make him feel better, to make him smile again. I pressed my body against his on the couch as we kissed, pulling him down on top of me.
“What are you doing?” he asked, grinning.
“You’re going to fuck me,” I said, reaching down to take off his belt. He stopped me but I held his eye firmly, determined to get what I wanted. I gave him an innocent look when he shook his head at me.
“Please, baby,” I said, and this time he allowed me to pull his cock out of his pants and lift my dress up. “I’ve been thinking about it ever since the last time you fucked me.”
“That was only last night,” he said, chuckling. “A few hours ago.”
“So why do I need it so bad?” I asked him, pouting. “Why do I feel like I can’t wait?”
“Luna’s here, baby,” he said, but he spread my legs anyway, positioning himself between them.
“I’ll be quiet, I promise,” I breathed as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down my opening. “We won’t wake her up. I just need you to fuck me rough like you promised, okay?”
He gave a soft growl, pressing inside of me in one smooth stroke. I felt wanton and wild using those words in front of anybody, but they reflected exactly how I felt—eager and urgent to take him, no matter what the risk. I almost lost my breath when he filled me and I felt the now-familiar fullness in my pussy. I’d been amazed I could take his cock but I found it fit perfectly inside of me despite how big it was.
His movements were slow at first, painfully so. We needed to go quickly but it seemed like he couldn’t bring himself to do it, like he wanted to take his time relishing the feeling of being inside of me for as long as he could. I dug my hands into his lower back to try to coax him to move more quickly, but he stretched it out by fucking me in long strokes, pulling out almost all the way each time he pulled back.
“Harder,” I pleaded with him when I couldn’t take it anymore.
I lifted my hips desperately against his and yet still he moved slowly, holding my body still as he rode against me. He was taking his time, making me crazy with his slow movements when all I wanted him to do was take me like an animal. I had so much desire pent up in me it could only be sated with the roughness he’d always promised to give me.
“Why are you doing this?” I whimpered softly into his ear. He gave a soft chuckle.
“Because this is what you wanted,” he said. He was moving against me in such a way that the front of his hips was rubbing against my clit, grinding against me. I felt like I was about to come and yet I needed more before I could. My body was craving a certain sensation that I needed him to fulfill before I lost my mind. I fought against his hands, and eventually, he let me move my hips as I wanted. I moved quickly underneath him, humping up against him, riding his cock from below.
“God,” he hissed, wrapping his arms around my waist to pull me against him. His hips sped up finally and he started to fuck me good and hard on the couch. The only sound in the room was the sound of his hips slapping against mine, and the soft whimpers I couldn’t keep from escaping my throat no matter how quiet I tried to be.
“Is this rough enough for you?” he asked when his hips were thundering against me, filling me up again and again with hard thrusts that almost took my breath away. I nodded, accepting every stroke of his cock. I came all over him the instant he hit my sweet spot and nearly moaned when he kept going. He made me come again before he spilled inside of me, then pulled out and sat next to me on the couch.
“Do you feel better?” I asked him, taking his hand in mine.
He smiled at me and nodded. “Much,” he said, leaning forward to kiss me. “You’re a bad girl.”
“I know,” I said. “Only with you.”
“I love it,” he said, and his voice was soft. I felt my heart skip in my chest when he said the word but knew what he meant—he wasn’t saying that he loved me, just that he loved when I let go.
“Did you talk to your lawyer again?” I asked. He nodded.
“I’m meeting with him tomorrow. I was wondering if you would pick Luna up from her new daycare.”
“Sure,” I said. “Just give me the address.”
“I will,” he said, his brow furrowed.
“What’s wrong?” I as
ked.
“It’s just that it’s her first day and I won’t be there to pick her up,” he said. “I hate that.”
“I know you do. But you’ll be there on other days,” I told him. “Don’t worry so much about it.”
He looked into my eyes then and I saw some emotion pass over his features, something like adoration that made my chest feel light.
“I hate what Maria said about you,” he said softly. “And I’m so sorry.”
“It’s not a big deal,” I said. I’d read the letter and had been surprised when it mentioned me at all. It mentioned Lucas having me babysit and asserted that I was a dirty smut, nothing but a bad influence. My work had been called as much before and it didn’t bother me, but the idea that I may have been bad for Luna made my stomach ache.
“It is a big deal. I’ve read what you’ve written. It’s not—it’s not trash.”
“Really?” I asked. I’d never asked him to read something I’d written before. I suddenly felt shy about it. “You read something?”
He nodded. “I was curious about what your style was. It’s beautiful, Ellie. You’re so talented. Please don’t let Maria get to you.”
I felt warmth all through my body and my heart fluttered in my chest. Being complimented on my beauty was one thing, but being complimented on my writing was the surest way to my heart. He seemed genuine and not at all like he was just sucking up to me. I leaned in to kiss him.
“I’m not letting her get to me,” I promised him. “Thank you, Lucas.”
He smiled, kissed me back. He wrapped his arms around me and we lay there for a little bit in silence while he stroked my back. I’d just started to fall asleep when he slid gently out from underneath me, giving me one more kiss and telling me goodnight before he went to get Luna. I watched him leave, my heart fluttering in my chest when he sent one of those perfect, dashing smiles over his shoulder at me.
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