Page 38 of Secret Baby for a Damaged Billionaire

I take a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart as I lean against the row of sinks and stare at my reflection in the mirror. With flushed cheeks and eyes shining, it’s evident just how much Lucas’s confession has affected me.

“Emily,” his deep, husky voice comes up behind me, making me jump.

“Lucas!” I exclaim, my hand flying to my chest as I spin around to face him. “You scared me!”

“Sorry for sneaking up on you,” he says, stepping closer with a teasing grin. “I just couldn’t resist following you in here, knowing there are no other women on site.”

I exhale, lowering my shoulders, and I turn back to the sink to grab my things, keeping my eyes on him in the reflection.

“Are you always this stealthy?” I ask, my voice wavering.

“Only when it involves you, apparently,” he chuckles, closing the distance between us, wrapping his arms around my waist. His eyes meet mine in the mirror, and the intensity in his gaze sends shivers through me.

“You look absolutely beautiful right now,” he murmurs, his breath warm on my neck as he leans in and trails his lips along it. The sensation of his mouth on my skin makes me weak in the knees, and I tilt my head, hoping for more.

“That’s nice,” I whisper, clutching the edge of the sink for support as my legs threaten to give out beneath me. “Please don’t stop.” I need him close, need to feel his body like I’ve never needed anything before.

He smiles against my neck, planting another gentle kiss there before moving up to trail featherlight kisses along my jawline. My breath catches in my throat, and my grip on the sink tightens.

I turn to face him, and he pulls me against his chest as we kiss more passionately.

“God, I’ve wanted this with you for so long,” he murmurs between kisses, his hands running down my back and gripping my hips.

“Me too,” I whisper, as the world outside the locker room fades away, leaving only the two of us together.

My heart races as I respond to Lucas’s advances, our mouths and hands exploring each other. His fingers find the hem of my top, tugging it up and over my head before tossing it aside.

My bra quickly follows, and then his calloused hands move over my bare breasts, pinching and teasing my nipples until I’m writhing against him. “You make me crazy,” he murmurs, tugging my nipples and sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core.

I reach for the button of his jeans, fumbling to gain access to him. He chuckles, catching my hands before undoing his pants and pushing them down his hips along with his boxers. He removes my jeans in a blink and painstakingly slides my panties down my legs.

The sight of him, hard and ready for me, makes me quiver. I lick my lips, aching for him to take me on the sink, but instead, he scoops me into his arms.

Carrying me into the nearest shower stall, he turns on the spray, warm water cascading over our heated skin. I moan at the sensation, moving my hands over his wet hair and bringing his mouth back to mine.

He braces one hand on the wall above my head, the other sliding between my legs to stroke my wetness. I gasp against his lips, rocking my hips to press into his touch. “You’re so fucking hot,” he growls, sliding two fingers into me as my back arches. “You’re ready for me, baby,” he moans.

“Yes,” I cry, beyond words now. I need him, need to feel him moving inside me. “Lucas, please.”

He withdraws his fingers and hitches my leg around his hip, positioning himself at my entrance. Our eyes meet, dark desire and love swirling in his gaze, and he eases inside me with a groan.

I arch into him, clinging tightly as he begins to move. The rhythm is slow but deep, each stroke sending sparks of pleasure through my entire body.

“Emily,” he breathes, burying his face in my neck. “I love you so much.”

And we lose ourselves in each other, our bodies and souls entwining like never before. The love we’ve kept hidden for so long finally takes flight, and it’s everything I ever wanted.

Our gasps echo in the stall as he moves faster in me. Holding my leg at his hip, he opens me further, looking down at my exposed pink flesh as he pushes into me, water running over us. His breath grows deeper and faster as his arousal hits oblivion, sending me into spasms that make me cry out.

He can’t hold on any longer and pushes into me, hard, as his body tenses, grasping onto me with all his might. He shudders as the last of him blasts into me, causing us both to crumple beneath the warm water spray.

As our heartbeats begin to slow and our breathing returns to normal, he kisses me gently, pushing my wet hair away from my face.

“You’re everything I want,” he whispers.

I take in the moment, knowing it feels like a fairy tale, or like we’re in a movie. My heart is so content with him and as a lover, holy shit, he’s perfection. I’ve never been so comfortable with sex before, but with him, I just let it all out. It’s an amazing feeling.

Eventually, knowing we must return to reality, Lucas carefully sets me back on my feet and turns off the water. He steps out of the shower stall first, sneaking a glance around the locker room to make sure the coast is clear before motioning for me to follow.

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