by Katy Kaylee
She flashed me a suggestive smile.
I was more than a little relieved that I was seated far away from Charlie. There were knives on the table and I valued my manhood.
“So, Lucas, where you been for six years?” Charlie dove right into what everyone was likely thinking.
“It’s none of y’alls business.” Torryn served herself some of her mother’s famous pecan rice.
I smiled at her in gratitude.
“You didn’t just give him a pass did you?” Charlie gaped at Torryn.
“Now Charlie, we’re all surprised to see Lucas and Torryn together, but let’s have a civil dinner, shall we?” Mrs. Williams passed me a dish with greens in it.
“To answer your question, Lucas and I talked and he explained to me what happened.”
“What?” Charlie insisted. “Why is it a secret?”
“Because it is, Charlie.”
“As long as Torryn accepts Lucas’ explanation, that’s all I need,” Mr. Williams said as he took a sip of his wine.
Charlie harrumphed, and I’m sure was cursing me under her breath, but thankfully, she didn’t say more about why I disappeared.
“So, you work for Torryn’s company?” Mr. Williams’ asked.
“Yes, sir.”
“I work for his company, daddy.”
“What do you do, Lucas?” Mrs. Williams asked.
“Coding, mostly.” There wasn’t a good way to explain what I did in layman’s terms without boring everyone. Coding was the short easy answer.
“And you’ve reunited with your mother?” Mrs. Williams asked.
“Yes. She lives in New York. That’s how I ended up there.”
“After what?” Charlie asked.
“Nice try, Charlie.” Torryn gave her the stink eye. Charlie just shrugged.
“Well, it’s nice that you have your mother again.”
I nodded and tried to smile as I swallowed the lump in my throat. I had my mother now, but if this procedure next week didn’t go well, I might lose her again.
I took a sip of wine to give me a minute to regroup. “She loves Torryn.”
“So, you’ve met her?” Mrs. Williams asked.
Charlie mouthed, what are you doing?
The interaction was odd, but Torryn seemed to brush it off. “She’s lovely. Lucas definitely takes more after her than his dad.”
“Well, that’s good to know.”
I tried not to be offended at Mrs. Williams comment. She had a right to be skeptical. I wasn’t a mean drunk, but I had left Torryn. And even more recently I behaved like a complete selfish ass.
“What brings you town now, Lucas? Are you here for Mrs. Williams’ birthday?” Mr. Williams asked.
“I was unkind to Torryn before she left and I wanted to apologize.”
“So, what’s new?” Charlie gulped her wine.
I ignored Charlie. “My mother is ill and I haven’t taken it very well. I’m sorry to say that I took it out on Torryn.”
“Goodness. You just found her and she’s ill?” Mr. William gave me a sympathetic look.
“She needs a stem cell transplant. They just found a donor so we’re hoping she’ll have a full recovery.”
“Goodness.” Mrs. Williams said. “I hope it goes well, Lucas.”
“Thank you.”
“Let me get this straight,” Charlie started. The tone in her voice had me stiffening. “You left your sick mother all alone and came to Louisiana to fu—have your way with Torryn?”
“Charlie!” Torryn and her mother exclaimed.
“What? He left his mother just like he left Torryn.” She turned her heated gaze on me. “That’s what you’re good at, aren’t you Lucas? Leaving.”
I knew I deserved some of this, but there was only so much I was going to take. “Maybe I should go. I’m ruining your family dinner.”
“See, leaving again,” Charlie said.
“No. Lucas, you’re not the one ruining things.” Torryn glared at her friend.
“Fine, fine, I’ll behave.” Charlie shrugged as if her rubbing in my mistakes was nothing.
“So, what does a coder do?” Mr. Williams asked and I was grateful at his changing the subject.
The rest of the dinner was tense, but fortunately, Charlie kept her mouth shut about me. I endured the dinner because I knew I owed Torryn. But when the dinner ended, I was in a hurry to get out of there.
Once Charlie left, and Torryn’s parents retired for the night, I finally relaxed. “How would you feel about touring our old stomping grounds?”
She smiled up at me. “Sounds like fun.”
Chapter 27
Torryn
I wasn’t sure how Lucas put up with Charlie, but he took it like a man. A part of me liked to see him squirm because of what he’d done six years ago, and even the other day, hurt me. But at some point, it started to feel mean, and I had to stop Charlie from going too far. Thank goodness for my father, who could always redirect a conversation that was going haywire.
Charlie was gone, although I had no doubt that I’d get an earful when we had breakfast on Sunday. But now it was just me and Lucas, and he had that look in his eyes that suggested he wanted to make things right with me. I was happy to let him.
“Where should we go first?” I asked when he’d helped me into his rental car.
“Where do you want to go?” He pulled on his seat belt and then started the car.
“The river?”
“The river it is.” He pulled out of the drive and headed towards the historic part of town and the Cane River. He parked and we walked along Front Street and to the river.
He took my hand, and for a moment I was eighteen years old again. I was filled with that feeling of being with my first love. I sighed.
“You alright?” he asked.
“Yes. There’s a lot of memories here…with you.”
He stopped on the river path to look at me. “Happy memories I hope.”
“Very.”
“I know I hurt you and I don’t mean just the other day. I mean six years ago, but I hope that hurt didn’t destroy all that we’d had.”
“It didn’t. I’m not going to lie, Lucas. I was hurt. And I was mad.” I briefly considered telling him about my initial plot to hurt him back, but I wanted to move forward. I wanted to wrap these good old memories into the here and now, forgetting the part when he left. “But right now, I’m happy.”
“Good.” He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles. He hadn’t done that when we were teens, but I was finding it very romantic. It was part of the new relationship we were forging.
“Will you be staying the weekend? My mom’s birthday bash is tomorrow.”
“I don’t want to crash your mother’s party. She’s being gracious, but I have no doubt that she’d like to do some of the same things that Charlie would like to do to me.”
“I need an escort.” I stood closer to him, brushing my body against his in an attempt to sway him to change his mind.
“You’re manipulating me.” His eyes twinkled with amusement.
“Is it working?”
He wrapped his arm around me, tugging me closer and I could feel my effect on him pressing against my belly. “It is. But I didn’t bring a nice suit.”
“This one will do.” I tugged on his lower lip with my teeth. “Come on Lucas. You owe me.”
“I want to pay my debt.” He kissed me then. Firm. Thorough. Sexy. All of a sudden, I wanted to be in a private room where I could enjoy the rest of his body.
“Where are you staying?”
He grinned down on me. “You won’t believe this, but I’m booked in the same room we had the night of prom.”
“No way?” The idea of it thrilled me.
“Want to do a remake?” His brows waggled suggestively.
“Remake. New make. I want to do it all.”
“Come on.” Lucas grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the car. It was a wonder he didn’t get a ticket as
he sped to the hotel.
We couldn’t keep our hands off each other as we rode up in the elevator. Lucas fumbled with the keycard, but finally, we were in the room. I didn’t bother to see if it had changed from the night we first made love there six years ago. The only thing on my mind was Lucas and wanting to drive him wild.
I pushed his coat off his shoulders and quickly worked his shirt off.
“You’re in a hurry.” He laughed as I dealt with his pants.
“I’m on a mission.”
When his pants and boxers were at his ankles, I pushed him until he sat on the edge of the bed.
“I won’t be denied this time, Lucas.” I dropped to my knees in front of him.
He let out a long growl. “At least let me see you too.”
I whipped my shirt and bra off.
His fingers squeezed my nipples. “You have the most incredible tits, Torryn.”
“Do you remember when you told me your secret fantasies the other night?”
A light blush came to his cheeks. “No.”
“You were pretty tired. But you told me what you thought about when you jack off.”
“Oh, Christ.” He laughed.
“I’ll be honest, I’m not sure of the logistics, but I’m open to trying.”
He gave me a quizzical look suggesting he didn’t know which fantasy I was referring to.
I leaned forward and took his entire cock in my mouth, and sucked hard.
“Oh, yah Torryn.”
I worked his dick until it was sloppy wet and then I released him.
“God, don’t stop.”
I smiled up at him, as I cupped my breasts and then pressed them around his cock.
“Oh God, oh fuck Torryn.” His eyes practically rolled back into his head.
“Is this right?” I slid my breasts up and down around his cock, pushing them together as hard as I could.
“Fuck that’s sexy.”
I dipped my head and licked the head of his dick when it appeared from the top of my breasts.
He let out a long, feral growl. I loved that I was turning him on so much. I kept going. His cock thickened and hardened as my tits fucked him.
“Oh god, suck it, Torryn.”
I wanted to make him happy, so I switched over to my mouth, sucking him in deep. I was only slightly more confident at giving him a blow job than screwing him with my tits, so I paid attention to the sounds he made, the directions he gave, using them as my guide to his pleasure. His fingers threaded through my hair and gripped my head.
“So good, baby. God, so good.”
I used my hand to jack him off so I could catch my breath. “I want to taste your come.”
“Awwww fuck…” Lucas’ head dropped forward.
I replaced my hand with my mouth, working the head and the sensitive rim of his cock.
“Yes, yes, yes, right there.”
I licked the rim and then took him deep. Sliding him in and out, each time trying to take him deeper into my throat.
“My balls …cup my balls,” he gasped.
I slid my hand under his balls, cupping and then massaging them. They were soft compared to his cock, but my touch seemed to have a similar effect.
“Aww…fuck yes.”
I wondered if he’d like my mouth there too. I wrapped my hand around his dick, continuing to jack him off, then I licked his balls.
He sounded like he was hyperventilating. I looked up at him to make sure I was doing it right.
“More, baby more.”
I lightly suckled one ball and then the other.
“Oh God, Torryn…suck me now. I’m gonna come.”
I replaced my hand with my mouth and went to work. I sucked him deep, sliding up and down, faster and faster. I swore I could feel his cock thickening and hardening as my mouth worked him.
“Aww baby yes. I’m coming…right there…aaugh…”
Warm thick liquid filled my mouth. I was surprised to find it was slightly sweet. I lapped it up, as Lucas continued to groan and praise my efforts. I stayed with him until he pulled me up and kissed me hard.
He rolled me under him. “I thought I was supposed to be making up to you.”
I ran my fingers through his hair. “You were. You did. I’ve wanted to give you a blow job for a long time.”
“That was the most fucking epic blow job ever.”
I was pleased that I’d not only done it but that he’d love it.
“Although I’m not sure my dick will be functional anytime soon.”
I laughed.
“But that’s okay because it’s my turn to eat.” He moved down my body stopping first at my breasts. “I need to worship these two beauties first and thank them.”
“Was that what you imagined?” I ask as his tongue lapped at my nipples and made it hard for me to think.
“I imagined my dick fucking your tits, but I was on top. I liked your way too. Jesus Torryn, you don’t know what it did to me to see my cock fucking your tits.”
“We can try the other way sometime.”
He groaned.
“Problem?”
He looked from where he’d been suckling my breast. “My cock may be functional sooner than I thought.”
I grinned at him. “Just thinking about fucking these beauties does it for you huh?”
“Fuck yeah. But first…” He slid down my body, pulling my skirt and panties off. He looked up at me as he hovered over my aching pussy. “You’re wet. That turned you on too.”
“Fuck yeah.”
“I’m gonna take care of you baby.”
I ran my fingers through his hair as he teased my clit. “I love how you eat me, Lucas.”
“Then hold on, baby, because I’m starving.” His lips trailed down and suckled on the soft flesh of my thigh. It would probably leave a love mark. I shivered at the thought of Lucas branding me.
He used his hands to press my thighs open wider. His fingers gently opened my folds. “So, fucking beautiful.” He ran his beard over my clit and I nearly came out of my skin. “You like that, baby.”
“Yes.” My word came out on a gasp.
His tongue flicked and swirled at my entrance, and my body gyrated in a dance in response.
“More.” I was begging but didn’t care.
His tongue pressed inside as his thumb flicked my clit.
“Oh, gawd.” My body moved, trying to fuck his tongue. The sensations spiraled through my body, sending me higher and higher. It was so good.
I whimpered when he withdrew his tongue, and bucked when his mouth suckled my clit.
“Lucas. There, there…”
He must have taken my word for it because his hands slid under my hips and held me as his mouth feasted on me.
Electricity skittered over my skin as his mouth worked my pussy. My fingers gripped the bedspread, as if that would keep me from flying away when the ultimate bliss hit.
He shifted and felt one, then two fingers slide inside me.
“Yes, yes…oh God so good.” My body moved with him, wanting those fingers inside me deeper, deeper.
He sucked my clit, and thrust his fingers inside and upward, hitting me in that one exquisite spot and fireworks blasted through my brain. My body convulsed as pleasure peaked and radiated through my entire body.
I was still riding the storm when Lucas rose over me and slid inside me. New pleasure burst through to feel him hard and hot inside me.
“You feel so good Torryn.” He kissed me hard and fast, and then he started thrusting. Faster, faster. Harder and harder. Pretty soon, I was soaring again.
My body gripped his and he yelled out his own release. Together we rode the high until sated, he collapsed on me.
He kissed my cheek. “I can’t get enough of you, Torryn.”
“Are you trying to?” I held him, wrapping my legs around his hips to keep him seeped inside me.
“No.” Finally, he shifted, pulled me in his arms, and he fell asleep. I yawned, ready to joi
n him. My last thought before sleep came was how perfect he felt…we felt.
Chapter 28
Lucas
Torryn slipped out of bed while it was still dark. I wanted her to stay, but I was still in an orgasm high, which was something because it had been a few hours since we last made love. When she wrapped those magnificent tits around my cock, I thought I’d die right there. My brain was blown, and when she finally sucked an orgasm out of me, I saw stars. It was that fucking good. It was made even better knowing that she’d wanted to give me a blow job. She was so into it, and holy hell, she was good at it.
I wanted to keep her beside me and do it again, once I fully recovered, but she insisted that she should get home to help with her mother’s birthday. I suspected that she didn’t want to get caught sneaking into her house in the wee hours of the morning. I couldn’t be sure if it was because it was her parents’ house, harking back to when we were teenagers, or if it was because she didn’t want them to know just how serious our relationship was. Of course, I wasn’t exactly sure how serious it was, or more accurately, how serious Torryn was. If I had enough energy, I’d kick my own ass that I was so paranoid about us.
The answer was to impress the hell out of Torryn’s parents, especially Mrs. Williams. Charlie was a lost cause. I doubt I’d ever be able to redeem myself in her eyes. But it would be important to get on Torryn’s parents’ good side if I was to have a real future with her.
Real future. Did I want to go all the way with her? Yes. The answer popped into my head before I even finished the question. I’d known almost from the start that I wanted her, not just physically, but to be with her. But since our reunion just a few days ago, I hadn’t actually thought in terms of a future. Of the future we’d once planned, but I’d abandoned when forced to make a decision between freedom and war.
Did Torryn feel the same? I couldn’t be sure if her feelings were as deep, and in fact, I wouldn’t blame her if she wasn’t there yet. After all, she had six years of feeling betrayed by me, and my recent fuck up the other day. Still, she wasn’t just in it for the sex. She wouldn’t visit my mother or volunteer to be a donor if she was in this relationship just for kicks.