“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”
“I’m more than sure.”
“Me too,” I say and grip her hips as I slowly pull her down on my cock. She’s so wet from all the teasing that it doesn’t take much until she’s fully seated on me, and we both moan.
As she rocks her hips, I let my hands explore her body. Running my hands up her side, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin, I finally get to her bra and push it up, letting her tits spill free.
They are perfect and round. I lean forward, catching one of her raspberry-tipped nipples and sucking it into my mouth. Her breath catches, and she arches her back, giving me easy access. I’m so concentrated on playing with her nipples with my tongue that I’m not prepared for the swivel she does with her hips, and I almost lose it.
But the look on her face tells me she knows exactly what she did. Bringing my hand between us, I start playing with her clit, because there’s no way I’m going without her having an orgasm.
I love how sensitive she is, but all the teasing tonight has put us both on edge. When I feel her pussy start fluttering and gripping my cock, I can’t hold back as I start to come. I couldn’t stop it, even if I tried.
Looking into her eyes and feeling her grip on my cock, is the single most earth-shattering feeling in the world.
This woman is going to break me if I let her.
Chapter 8
Brooke
It’s been a few days since I went to look at Christmas lights with Luke, and I'm walking into work when I see Gabbie getting ready to leave. She doesn’t look happy, but I decide to chance it, anyway. Taking a deep breath, I give her a smile and walk over to her.
"Can we talk?" I ask.
She looks hesitant, and I can't say I blame her. Looking at the door, then back at me, and then back towards Luke’s room, she gives a big sigh.
"Yeah," she says.
She follows me into the dining room, and we each get some coffee and then sit in a back corner. At least, we are out of the way if this doesn't go well.
Once we are sitting down, she looks at me and purses her lips. I guess she isn't going to make this easy on me, so I’ll try to make this as friendly as possible.
"I'm just wondering why you are so against him dating," I ask her point blank.
For a moment, I think I see a ghost of a smile on her face, but it’s gone just as fast.
"He's all I have, and he left me alone to go to the military, and it’s time for him to come back and for us to be a family," she says.
"You and I both know, when he enlisted, that he had no idea what was going to happen to your parents. I don't know all the details, but from what I do know, he's bent over backward to make sure you are taken care of. That sounds a lot like family to me," I say.
She drinks her coffee, but she says nothing. She just stares me down, so I continue.
"Okay, let me ask you this, then. You put all of this energy into preventing him from dating, you find a guy, get married, and start a family, and then he's left alone. How is that fair to him?" I know she isn't going to answer me, but I had to try.
"He just needs to focus on getting better while he’s here." Is all she says.
"It’s never a bad thing to have more motivation. I want him to get better, too. Every day, I push him to make sure he’s doing his workouts, getting to his appointments, and doing what he should be. But right now? He's miserable with you two fighting. He tries to push it aside and work past it, but I see it. Even if he won’t admit it, he’s regressing."
For a brief moment, she looks guilty.
"I get the only family thing. I went through it with my brother. Then, he met his wife, and when they got married, I gained a sister, who has become one of my best friends. I now have a niece and nephew to spoil." I tell her, hoping maybe we can relate to something.
"I don't need any more friends," she says.
"Okay, I don't know if what we have is forever, but we won't get the chance to find out if you don't let him because I know he’ll always choose you. As he should, and because that's Luke. It’s one of the many things I love about him."
I decide it's best to end things here and stand up.