A feral growl comes from Luke’s mouth and he moves his body above mine again. Intensity and desire roll off him, and I welcome it. I’m here for our future, which I know is beginning right now.
Luke’s hands roam over my skin, every caress making me squirm with fiery need.
“Jessica,” he breathes, his voice rough like gravel, “I need you.”
“Then take me,” I say, my heart overflowing with joy.
Luke leans his face to mine and gives me a long, lingering kiss that makes my toes curl. I spread my legs as wide as I can and push my core up to meet his cock, my body arching in pleasure as he plunges deep inside me again. This is perfection.
His lips claim mine with a hunger both fierce and tender, and I moan with desire and need.
“God, you are fucking incredible,” he groans as he pushes deep inside me. I whimper at the intensity of my feelings and how much I want this, how much I want Luke in my life forever. I don’t even know if I can come again, but I’ll give everything to revel in our love.
“More,” I urge, my fingers digging into his shoulders. “Give me everything.”
His movements become more urgent and powerful. With every thrust, he drives deeper, not just into my core, but into my very soul. It feels like I’m being shattered into a million pieces, and that our love is rebuilding everything in me – stronger, more loved than ever before.
“Look at me,” Luke commands, and my eyes lock onto his. In those dark depths, I recognize that he’s finally mine. “I love you.”
“I’m yours,” I whisper, the power of his words amplifying everything I’m feeling.
“Always,” he vows, and I feel the truth of it in every pulse of his body against mine.
The building pressure reaches its peak, and we tumble over the edge into ecstasy. Luke’s name is a moan on my lips as waves of pleasure crash over us, binding us together.
As we lie there, spent and entwined, I realize this is just the beginning. With Luke, I’ve found not only a lover but a partner forever.
“Round three?” I tease, still breathless.
“Round three, four, and forever,” Luke promises with a wicked grin. “I’m nowhere near done with you, my beautiful Jess. My love for you will never end. You’re mine and I’m yours.”
EPILOGUE
You didn’t have to come, Ruby,” I tell her as Luke is off talking to Glen Oliver, next to the wall of the open house. I’ve met Glen a few times and he deeply dislikes crowds, but he always shows up to support his wife Claudia when she runs these events.
“I know,” she says, turning to me. “I’m not sure my landlord would allow it, but I wouldn’t mind getting a dog.”
I laugh and wrap my arm around her shoulders. “Then you’ve certainly come to the right place!”
“Well, I also came for the tacos!” Ruby laughs, throwing the wrapper of the taco she just finished in the trash.
Warrior Cares is combining their weekly Taco Tuesday night with an adoption night for dogs. Luke’s therapist has suggested getting one, but he’s always resisted. I said we should come and have a look, because I suspect that if he meets the right dog, he’ll be on board. But first, he has to actually meet dogs. Claudia and Glen run Sweet Redemption Refuge, and we seethem occasionally on King Mountain, but they mostly keep to themselves and the dogs they rescue.
“This one is so cute!” Ruby leans over a crate and sticks her hand in for a dachshund to sniff. “Do you think my landlord would say yes? How could he say no to this face?”
I look at my friend, unsure of whether she really cares what her landlord thinks or not. “What does your lease say?”
“No pets,” she says, sighing and slumping her shoulders. “I need a better job so I can afford a house of my own.”
“One day,” I agree.
“Hey, gorgeous,” Luke says, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around me as he kisses my neck. “What do you think of all these mutts?”
I pause. I’ve never been much of one for dogs, but I’m willing to do whatever it takes to support the man I love. If we choose a dog here today, I know I’ll love it as much as I do Luke. “Have you met any that you like?”
“Well,” he says, moving so he’s in front of me. He’s grinning like a kid right now. “I met one, but he’s a handful. He’s also big.”
“Uh oh,” Ruby laughs and I join her.