Page 51 of The Hand That Holds Me
He slid his hand under my prone body and began to strum my hard clit, forcing my impending orgasm into another level.
“Come for me baby. Come all over my cock Maddie.” He grunted as sweat dripped onto my back and rolled off my side.
The force of the orgasm caused my eyes to close, starbursts lighting behind my eyes, as I slowly began to fall into a tunnel. My hearing was a muffled whisper and my body was twitching with the height of the peak I was still climbing. Lucas had brought me to the brink of destruction and pulled me back again, all through the power of his love.
As my pussy clamped down around his hard cock, I could tell he was close to his own release, his grunts and groans a whisper of love through the haze of our frenzy lovemaking. The only sounds in the room were our grunted moans and the hollow sound of skin on skin slapping. His thrusts became erratic and he stilled, shoving into me and pausing, the feeling of his cock erupting inside of me pushed me into another mini orgasm, causing the fireworks to crackle back to life.
“I love you Maddie!” he moaned as his rolled us onto our side, his cock still inside of me, his arms wrapped tightly around me.
“I love you too.”
We fell asleep in each other’s arms, with Lucas still inside of me. It felt right for us to be connected so intimately, to be encased in our bubble of love and perfection. All too soon we would have to face the rest of the situation and I was going to have to confront my past. I had fitful dreams and woke up to Lucas head between my legs, his tongue waking me from a nightmare into a daydream. He licked me to another orgasm and crawled back up to me to slowly make love to me in the weaning afternoon sunlight. It was everything I could ask for. Lucas had told me everything that had led up to our meeting and now I had to find the courage to meet Jason.
We took a shower and made love again before we went in search of food. It had been hours since I had eaten and all the physical activity had made me ravenous. We found some shrimp and scallops in the refrigerator and Lucas fired up the grill to cook us dinner. He made us a wonderful grilled seafood salad and opened a bottle of wine he had brought with him for us to take out to the beach to enjoy after dinner.
“I love it here. I can always find peace of mind when I sit by the ocean. I feel so small and my troubles seem so insignificant when I look out at the vast expanse of water. Does that make sense?” I asked him as we sipped wine under my umbrella and watched the sunset in the horizon.
“I used to visit the ocean when I was growing up but looking back, I took it for granted. It was part of my backdrop, my everyday life, so I didn’t really connect with the power the oceans have over us. Sitting with you now, I can see things from differently. It really does make you feel tiny in the big scheme of things doesn’t it?” he said as he pulled me into his lap, my head falling back to his shoulder as we watched the blackness overtake the day.
“I’m glad you came to find me. I’m sorry I ran from you.” I said into the air, hoping to relay my guilt for not giving him the chance to explain before I thought the worst. What he did was wrong but he did it for the right reasons.
“I will always come for you Maddie. That’s what you do when you love someone. You fight for them, you hold them when they are weak, and you love them with all of your heart. Please don’t run from me. If you are scared or confused, run to me, baby. Let me hold you up until you can stand on your own. Let me be the one you depend on. Let me love you.” He said as he turned my head and kissed me slowly, his tongue pressing past my lips to explore my mouth in a slow pace.
This kiss was nothing like the passion we shared this afternoon. This kiss was a slow blending of souls, a promise of redemption, a chance at forever.
I turned back toward the ocean and smiled at the luck of it all. What are the chances that your soul mate is the “adopted” son of your estranged father? That meeting Lucas would change the course of my life and finally teach me about love.
“I think we need to head back tomorrow. There are a few things we need to look over with the program and I would like for you to finally meet Jason.” I tensed at the thought of finally meeting my father. For so long I had held him in low regard, not caring of he was a part of my life. Now, all I wanted to do is get to know him and finally have the connection I had longed for my entire life.
“You’re right. We can’t hide at the beach forever. Work has to come first.”
“No. Work comes in about sixth on my list of important things. You are number one. I just want to get all of this behind us so we can move forward. I want to start a life with you and meeting Jason is the first step in that happening. Are you ready to meet your dad, Maddie?” He asked cautiously.
He was right to be worried. Hell, I was worried. What if he doesn’t like me?
“He loves you already baby. There isn’t any way he can hate you.” He hugged me harder against his firm body.
“Can we stop by Aunt Lisa and Uncle Joes on the way back to Atlanta? I want to talk to them and discuss everything before I meet with Jason.”
“Of course, we can stop by and see them, they are your family and I want us to be able to clear the air and start fresh. They only want the best for you, baby. Just like everyone does. We love you. All of us.”
I turned until I was straddling him and wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging his body to mine. I felt safe and cherished in Lucas’s arms. I finally felt at home.
The drive back home was filled with lots of questions and answers about Lucas’s time with Jason but I still felt like there was something that he wasn’t telling me. There were quite a few times that Lucas said to wait until I spoke with Jason because that there are some answers I deserved to hear from him. I was less hesitant about meeting him as I was after I spoke with my aunt and uncle. We had spent a few hours with them, talking about the meeting Lucas had with them and the conversations they had with Jason. I understood a little better after they reminded me about how many times I had shut them out in the past where Jason was concerned. Uncle Joe was a little cold toward Lucas when we first arrived but after talking for a few hours, they were joking around in the garage while Aunt Lisa and I discussed my mom and dad.
I admitted to her that I was scared about meeting him but she reassured me that it was what my mom would have wanted and I needed to give him a chance to explain. I had lived my entire life thinking that I wasn’t wanted and now I was on the cusp of having a part of me back I didn’t realize I was missing. We ate dinner and got back on the road to Atlanta, knowing that tomorrow was going to be a a long and emotionally exhausting day.
Lucas had called Jason while he and Uncle Joe were outside and they had set up a time for us to meet tomorrow. Originally Jason wanted me to come to his house in Buckhead but the memories I had of that place gave me anxiety thinking about going back. They had agreed to meet in Centennial Park for coffee at ten. Lucas thought the wide-open space might make me less nervous and more willing to listen.
We got back to my apartment and visited with Caroline before Lucas and I headed to bed. The last few days had exhausted me and while I spelt last night, I was running on very few hours of sleep over the last few days. We laid down and he curled his body around mine, his hand protectively around my waist, as I drifted off into a fitful sleep. All night long I fought against the rejection of the past, my dreams morphing from pleasant to lonely and back again. It was like my heart and my brain were fighting over who was right and wrong he would instinctively pull me tighter against him each time I began to fidget.
I woke up before the sun began to peek through the blinds, the gray and blacks giving way to the bright blue they were predicting today. I was wrapped up in Lucas’s arms and wanted nothing more than to stay hidden away in my room, avoiding all the secrets and lies the past had proven to be. I knew in my heart that whatever reason Jason had for deserting me and my mom must have been monumental and I feared hearing his pain would break a little part of my soul.
Before I met Lucas, I couldn’t understand why my mom had given her heart to a man who didn’t want her. Now I know when you find the one who completes you, your heart belongs to them and you are powerless to stop your feelings. They have the part of yourself that you don’t share with others: the pain, the desire, and the love so deep it takes your breath away.
With Lucas, I had found that profound love. The one in a million love that allows you to forgive the past and work for the future. A love so deep that you aren’t sure where your life was before they became a part of it.
I felt Lucas begin to kiss my neck and the sensations cause me to begin to squirm and writhe against his hardness. His strong hands massaging my breasts, his cock nestled into the crack of my ass, making my pussy leak from need. He released my aching breast and worked his hand down until his fingers made their way into my drenched panties. As his thick fingers began to stroke my wet cleft, he groaned into my neck and pushed his thickness harder into me.
