Page 29 of Broken Promises

“That’s the beauty of being my own boss,” he assured me. “I dictate my hours. And I’d rather spend them by your side.”

“I….” I trailed off. There was a lot I wanted to say. A lot that he was doing for me. Where was it all leading? What were we doing? Aside from worrying about my mom’s business, endless questions roamed through my mind about us—about what we could be.

“I told you we needed to talk. I know this isn’t the ideal time, but I no longer want to beat around the bush. I want to be with you. And before you start shaking your head, let me explain. When I saw you at your welcome home surprise party, I knew I was not going to let you go this time.”

“Luke, you broke up with me last time. I know ten years have passed, but what’s changed? We both have lives now…”

“I was an idiot. I fucked up. You were going to sacrifice yourself by going to college with me, and I didn’t want that for you. If I broke up with you, I thought it would allow you to go to the college you wanted.”

Tears streamed down my face. Was this really the reason why he broke up with me? After all these years, I had never gotten closure. And now, he was finally giving it to me. The only question was if it would be enough for me to reopen that chapter. “You know what, youarean idiot. You should have talked to me. We could have figured something out. Breaking up with me shouldn’t have been your first choice.”

“You’re right.” He stepped closer to me. One of his hands found my hip, and this time, I didn’t pull back in any way. “It shouldn’t have. Back then, I didn’t know what I was doing. Now I do. I was a scared kid who didn’t want to hold you back from your dreams. Now, I’m a man ready to fight for what he wants.” His familiar scent hit my nostrils. I closed my eyes, and memories instantly flooded me. Hard and fast, all at once. The first kiss under the bleachers at the high school football game, sneaking out to meet each other late at night, the countless conversations about our future together.

I couldn’t deny my feelings for him anymore. I tried so hard to move on, but my heart reminded me of what it truly needed every time. And it had always been him.

I couldn’t tell how this was going to end. I couldn’t tell if I had a future here, but right now, all I knew was that I needed to be closer to him. As my eyes opened, I leaned up, pressing my lips against his. He eagerly greeted my kiss, and we were both struck by the passion and spark we still shared.

I didn’t expect this. I came to my mom’s shop to handle her business, yet I found myself stumbling backward toward the small lounge area in the back. I thanked God that the ‘CLOSED’ sign was displayed because the last thing I wanted was to be interrupted.

“I’ve been thinking about this for days,” Luke whispered against my lips. His hands trailed up my chest, popping open button by button of my blouse. I shuddered beneath his touch already.

“Luke…” I whimpered with need. I wasn’t strong enough to fight this attraction anymore. And I didn’t want to. I wanted to surrender to it in every way there was.

He collared my neck while his other hand drifted lower now that he was done unbuttoning my blouse, sneaking underneath my skirt. I was pinned against the wall, with his fingers brushingagainst the lace of my panties and his hot mouth a breath away from mine.

“Are you wet for me?”

I nodded softly. That pleased him, apparently, because his fingers slipped beneath the thin lace, settling between my folds and brushing over my clit. I let out a little gasp.

“Just as I suspected. Good girl” Again, no words could make it past my lips, so I nodded desperately, spreading my legs open for him wider. I rolled my hips toward him, eager for any friction. “How needy of you, Luce…needing me to pleasure this sweet pussy of yours.”The mouth of this man,I thought to myself. He had a heart of gold and a mouth of filth, and I loved every second of it.

In one quick motion, he flipped us around, and I landed on the small sofa with him on top of me. Somehow, his hand remained against my pussy the entire time—now, circling my clit and applying pressure where I needed it the most.

But I needed more.

I needed him in me now.

“Please,” I breathed, tipping my head back.

“Please, what?” he asked, still playing with my clit. It was driving me insane.

“Please, I need you inside me,” I begged. I wasn’t above begging if it got me what I wanted.

“Take off your bra. I want to see all of you,” Luke demanded as he hiked up my skirt and yanked my panties down my legs. I squirmed on the sofa and unhooked my bra, releasing my breasts. “That’s a good girl.” He reached for my left breast, toying with my nipple, before paying the same attention to the right one, too.

“Now, I have question. Can you be quiet so that I can worship this pussy?” I nodded again, unable to form words. He lowered himself between my thighs. Just the sight of him therewas nearly enough to make me come. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Yes, I can be quiet,” I gasped, and Luke didn’t waste a moment as he dove in. He licked down my folds, and I could barely hold in a moan.

“Oh God,” I whispered.

“I want my name on your lips the next time you speak,” he demanded, flickering his tongue against my clit. I bit my lip to stay silent—as he requested, but I’d never been the one to be quiet in bed, and it was killing me right now. Luke shifted as he slid a finger through my folds to my entrance. He circled my entrance, not quite letting it slide in yet. I was going out of my mind with need.

“Please, Luke,” I panted, and he rewarded me by letting his fingers join his tongue. I was so wet that he met no resistance.

“You’re so fucking wet for me,” he moaned. “I’ve been dreaming about this pussy for days.” He added another finger, stretching me slightly and preparing me for his cock. Because I needed to have it—otherwise, I may lose my sanity.

“Oh fuck, Luke. Just like that,” I moaned, barely keeping my voice quiet. I wasn’t going to last long like this, and he knew it. With each passing second, I was getting closer to that point of no return, choking on my breath and shaking against his touch. He continued his pace, taking all of me and giving me no choice but to take it.

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