32
One Month Later
Lily
My life was perfect. Luke and I were perfect. I’ve never been more in love with anyone like I was with him. He consumed me, and he owned me. He owned my heart and my soul, and I thanked God for him every day. He had completely changed my life. When I didn’t think it was possible ever to trust someone again, he walked into my life and showed me that it was.
As Luke was still sleeping, I slipped out of bed and headed to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. When the coffee began to brew, I walked over and opened the blinds. It was cloudy outside, and I could already smell a hint of rain as I opened the window. It was the perfect day to stay in bed and watch movies. I walked back into the bedroom, took off my nightshirt, and I climbed into bed, wrapping my arms around Luke and softly kissing his back. He rolled over and smiled.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
“Good morning,” I said as my lips traveled across his chest.
I reached down and stroked his erection through the soft fabric of the sheet.
“Someone’s horny,” he said as he ran his fingers through my hair.
“I’m always horny when you’re around.”
“I know you are, and I love it,” he said as he flipped me on my back and climbed on top of me.
As Luke ran his tongue behind my ear and softly nipped my neck, I could feel the warmth deep in my belly. His hard cock pushed against my thighs as his lips made their way down to my breasts. His hand cupped me down below, before his fingers found their way inside of me.
“Someone is more than ready.” He smiled as he looked at me.
My hips moved in sync as his fingers moved in and out of me slowly. He was teasing me; I could tell by the smirk on his face.
“How bad do you want me inside you?”
“Very bad. Can’t you tell by how wet I am?” I said breathlessly.
“Yes, but I want you to tell me how bad you want me inside of you.”
“If you don’t put that hard cock inside me now, you’re not going to have one anymore.”
The look on his face was priceless. “Well, that wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear, but it’ll do.”
He asked me to put my arms above my head; then he locked my wrists tight with his hand as he pushed himself into me. I threw my head back as he did it with such force that it made me gasp. He stared at me the whole time, smiling, while he pounded into me and gave me exactly what I wanted. I needed to run my hands through his hair, but his grip was too tight, and I couldn’t free my hands.
“You want to touch me, don’t you?” He smiled.
“You know I do.”
“Should I let your hands go?”
“Yes, please,” I said breathlessly as my heart raced at full speed.
The grin on his face grew wide. “I’ll let go if you come first.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist as he took in a sharp breath. He took his free hand and placed it flat on my breast, with his palm face down and pressed hard against my nipple. He began rubbing it in slow circles as he moved fluently in and out of me. My body was ready to release and he knew it.
“That’s right, baby, let go, and come all over me.”
His words were all I needed to hear as a moan came from my lips, and my body shook, releasing my pleasure all over him.
“That’s it, Lily. I can’t hold back anymore, baby,” he said breathlessly as his grip tightened around my wrists, and I felt the warmth of him spill into me as he pushed himself one last time deep inside me. Luke let go of my wrists and brought them to his lips, kissing each one softly.
“I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
I gently rubbed the side of his face with the back of my hand. “You could never hurt me.”
As he leaned down and kissed me, I heard my phone chime. He broke our kiss and looked at me.
“Why are we always getting interrupted by someone?”
“It’s probably Sam telling us to shut the hell up.” I laughed.
Luke climbed off of me, and we both got out of bed and headed to the kitchen for some coffee. As he poured some in our cups, I checked my phone and saw a text message from Giselle.
“Lunch, 1:00 p.m. at The Southside Grill. You have no choice, and don’t be late; it’s important.”
I read her text with a twisted a face, wondering what the hell was going on, and what could be so important.
“I’ll be there at 1:00 p.m. sharp!” I replied back.
“What’s wrong?”
“I just got this weird text from Giselle,” I said as I handed him my phone.
“Hmm, I’m sure it’s nothing serious. She’s probably having a bad hair day.”
I rolled my eyes as Luke looked over at his beeping phone.
“It looks like I’ll be upstairs, fixing Mrs. Blake’s garbage disposal again while you’re at lunch with the girls.”
“That’s the third time this month. I swear she does it on purpose just to get you up to her apartment.”
Luke held up his coffee cup and smiled. “Maybe she does; the women in this building can’t seem to resist me.”
“Very funny,” I said as I gave him a dirty look, and I got up from my chair.
He extended his arm, grabbed my waist, and pulled me onto his lap. He made me straddle him on the chair so we were face to face. He pushed the strands of my hair behind my ears, and he kissed me on the lips.
“You know how much I love you, babe. It’s only you; it will always be you, and you better never forget that,” he said as his deep brown eyes stared into mine.
“I know, and I love you too. I love you so much that sometimes it hurts, and I get scared.”
“There’s nothing to be scared of, Lily. You know my feelings for you, and I know your feelings for me,” he said as he lifted my nightshirt over my head.
I bit my bottom lip and smiled as I felt his erection underneath me. He leaned his head slightly forward and took my nipple between his teeth while looking up at me, making sure I was watching him. He wrapped his lips around my breast, tenderly sucking and circling his tongue around my nipple, making it harder than it already was.
“I only want these beautiful breasts in my face.” He smiled as he reached down and dipped one finger inside of me, lifting me up. “And I only want my fingers inside you.”
I let out a hiss and tilted my head back, as he found my G-spot and started moving his finger back and forth. I moaned with desire as a warm flushing sensation resonated throughout my body, and I released myself on him.
As Luke looked at me and smiled, he whispered, “And I only want your come all over me.”
He had me so hot, I could barely stand it. After removing his finger, he scooted me back a bit and pulled his hard cock from his boxers. Grabbing my hips, he pulled me forward and gently set me on him. I slowly pushed myself down as I cupped his face in my hands and we stared into each other’s eyes.
“And last, I only want to be inside of you.”
Once he was fully inside me, he lifted my hips slightly as I moved back and forth. He made sure to keep a tight grip on my hips as he started to swell inside me. As I felt the warmth of him shoot through me, he wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly on him as he finished himself off, pouring every last drop of pleasure inside of me.
He gazed into my eyes and placed his hands on my face. “Do you understand?
I nodded my head and spoke softly. “Yes.”
Luke pulled me into an embrace as he whispered in my ear, “You better.”
***
As I walked into the restaurant, I saw Gretchen and Giselle sitting over at a table in the corner. I made my way through the restaurant and joined them.
“You’re exactly five minutes late,” Giselle said as she looked at her watch.
“Sorry, but I couldn’t find a place to park. This joint is busy.”
A waitress with long black hair walked over to the table and set a glass of red wine down in front of me.
“I took the liberty of ordering your drink,” Gretchen said.
“Thank you. Do you want to tell me what’s going on? You sort of have me freaked out.”
“I’m pregnant,” Giselle blurted out as I was in the middle of taking a sip of wine.
I spit out my wine all over the table and started choking. “What?! Did you just say you were pregnant?”
I must have said it too loudly because a few heads turned and looked in our direction. Gretchen took her napkin and started wiping the spilled wine from the table.
“Yes, Lily, you heard right; she’s pregnant.”
“Who’s the baby’s daddy?” I asked.
Giselle looked at me. “You don’t have to say it like that, and the father is Lucky.”
“WHAT?!” I exclaimed as a few heads turned once more.
“Will you please keep it down,” Giselle whispered.
“How far along are you?” I asked quietly.
“About six weeks.”
“How do you feel about this?”
“I’m not sure.”
I looked at Gretchen, and she was looking down at the table.
“Have you told, Lucky, yet?”
“No, not yet, and I don’t know how to.”
“How did this happen? I thought you were on birth control?”
“I am, but sometimes I forget to take it. You know I have a hectic schedule.”
“Yeah, and it’s about to get busier,” I said.
Giselle reached across the table and took my hand. “Listen, Lily, I’m thinking about getting an abortion, and I need your support.”
“You know how I feel about that, Giselle.”
“I know, and that’s why I’m begging you.”
“There’s always adoption. Do you know how many couples can’t have children?”
Suddenly, this conversation hit home as tears started to form in my eyes. “Listen, I’m not getting into this discussion with the two of you right now. I’m about to say something, and I don’t want you to ask any questions; we’ll discuss it further at my apartment, over dinner, one night. Mary isn’t my biological mother.”
Giselle and Gretchen looked at me as shock took over their faces. I held up my finger and said, “If my biological mother decided to have an abortion, I wouldn’t be sitting here with the both of you.”
Gretchen picked up her phone off the table. “Ok, everyone look at their schedules right now because we’re setting up a dinner night over at Lily’s.”
As I laughed, Giselle took a sip of her water and looked at me. “Lily, I promise I’m going to tell Lucky tonight, and the two of us will make our decision together.”
“I’m here for you, Giselle. Don’t get me wrong; I will always be here for you, no matter what you decide.”
“We’re here for you, Lily, and you can’t keep something like that from us,” Gretchen said.
“I know, and I’ll tell you everything. Let’s have dinner at my place next Tuesday, and we’ll do Chinese take-out; no guys, just us girls.”
***
As I opened the door to Luke’s apartment, I saw him lying on the couch watching TV. I threw my purse on the table, walked over to where he was, and lay down next to him, snuggling into his chest.
“How was lunch, babe?”
“A clusterf*ck,” I mumbled.
“Watch your mouth,” he said as he kissed me on the top of my head.
“Sorry, but wait until I tell you something.”
“Did something happen?”
I propped myself up and kissed him. He smiled as he nipped at my bottom lip.
“Giselle is pregnant, and Lucky’s the baby’s daddy.”
Luke’s eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. “Are you serious?”
“Yes. I wouldn’t make something like that up.”
Luke pushed himself up into a sitting position as I laid my head across his lap.
“Does Lucky know?”
“She’s telling him tonight, and she wants to have an abortion. I told both of them about Mary not being my biological mother, and we’re having dinner at my place Tuesday night so I can tell them the whole story. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, because what if my birth mother had an abortion?”
Luke ran his fingers through my hair. “I don’t want to think about that. I’m sorry lunch was such—”
“A clusterf*ck?” I said, knowing he’d tell me to watch my mouth.
As he looked down at me, he tapped me on the mouth with his fingers. “Watch your mouth, babe.”
Just as I grabbed Luke’s fingers and stuck them in my mouth, Sam and Gretchen walked through the door. I sat up and looked over at her.
“Long time no see, Gretch.”
“Ugh, what a clusterf*ck of a day!” she exclaimed as she fell into the recliner.
I stared at Luke. “Aren’t you going to tell her to watch her mouth?”
“No. Why would I tell her that?”
“You tell me that all the time!”
“That’s because you’re my girl, and I don’t want you talking like that.” He smiled as he kissed me on the nose.
“Wait a minute!” I exclaimed. “I wasn’t your girl when you were telling me that in my bathroom while you were fixing my shower.”
“Well, I sort of liked you.”
“Sort of?” I asked.
“Babe, drop it.”
I rolled my eyes and sighed as I got up, and Luke slapped me on the ass. Sam laughed, and Gretchen followed me to the kitchen to grab a beer.
“What do you think Giselle’s going to do?” I asked her.
“I honestly don’t know. You know Lucky is totally not her type, and our parents will die when they find out.”
“Well, let’s hope they make the right decision,” I said as I walked over to Luke and handed him a beer.