I smile and meet his eyes.
Removing my hand, Lucien brings my fingers to his mouth and kisses them. “As much as I’d love to have you riding me,” he smirks, “your mother will be here any minute.”
“I’d forgotten,” I groan.
His smirk is filled with mischief. “We’ll carry on tonight after dinner.”
We scramble to our feet and quickly wash before exiting the shower.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Lucien
Dressing after my shower with Sabrina, my heart feels lighter than it has over the past few weeks. She mentioned that she’d felt like we were drifting further away from the other, and she was right. We have been. I’ve struggled with how to act around her and I’m always watching what I say or do so I don’t upset her, but somehow I still manage to.
I was angry when she didn’t really give Lily the time of day. Not just because Lily’s my closest friend but also because Sabrina really needs a friend and keeps pushing Lily, her oldest friend, away. Since then, I’ve found it difficult to get through to her and she seemed to be sinking into a well of depression.
But now I’m really hoping she’s coming out the other side. The doctor has given her an all clear, although she still has to rest during long periods of the day. And I’m hoping we’re back on track after showering together.
Perhaps she only needed attention from me. Something to prove to her that she wasn’t alone and that I care.
My lips slip into a smile as I remember watching her wet, naked body writhe around on my mouth as she caressed her breasts. Watching her pleasure herself had me hard as fuck, just like I am now as she walks into the closet behind me.
“You look nice. Are you going into the office?”
“Hmm,” I mumble, keeping my back to her.
“Lucien?” She comes up behind me and standing to my side looks up into my face. “What’s wrong?”
Sighing, I take her hand and place it on my erection, and have the pleasure of hearing her gasp as I flex against her hand.
“That’s what the image of you in the shower has done to me.”
“Wow.”
She smirks and very slowly licks her lips.
My eyes narrow.
Her hand on my cock presses against me and rubs back and forth sending my arousal up a notch. But it’s her thumb pressing down on the bulbous head of my dick that has me taking her face into my hands and kissing the life out of her.
I have her up against the mirror in the closet and feel her legs wrap around my hips as I continue to devour her. Our tongues are swirling together, sucking and teasing, sliding together and mating. Slowing the kiss down, I use my hips to keep her in place and create a small amount of space between us so that I can caress the small bump of her stomach.
Resting my hand where our child is growing, I place my forehead against Sabrina’s and look into her eyes. “Thank you,” I say, giving her a light kiss against her waiting mouth. I hope she realizes this is me, giving her my heart without having to find the words to tell her or to admit how much saying the words out loud terrifies me.
She smiles and wraps her arms around my neck as mine go fully around her waist. I move back slightly and let her legs fall back to the floor even though I don’t want to let her go.
“I’m yours,” she whispers.
Realizing time is getting away from us, I slide my hand down over her bottom in her stretchy yoga pants wanting to keep her with me. “I don’t want to leave,” I admit.
Keeping her hands around my neck, she meets my gaze and going up on tiptoes kisses me. “You have to. You’ve given up so much of your time to be with me that we need to get back to normal.” She straightens my tie over my chest and stomach.
“I’ve never for one moment regretted my time at home with you. I know you’ve found it difficult being confined to bed rest, but you’re out the other side now and providing you follow the doctor’s orders you won’t go back to that.” I kiss her on the forehead as I pull away and slip my arms into my suit jacket.
“I know.” But she doesn’t sound sure.
“Are you sure you’ll be okay today. You’re mom is running late, but—”
“I’ll be fine, and I feel ten times better after being in your arms. You’ve given me something to get through the rest of the day, and I promise to rest.”
“Good.” I’m unable to hide the grin, which spreads across my face at her words.
She rolls her eyes and steps in front of me.
My hands go to her shoulders.
“You always look handsome,” she flattens the lapels of my jacket, “but there’s something about you being in a suit that has me wet and aching for you to take me.”
My whole body tightens with desire. Has she got any idea what the hell she does to me? And then I see the slight smile at the corner of her mouth. She knows!