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And I trust Lucas. I wanthim, I wantthis. And I’m done denying myself what I want in life.
“Okay,” my voice trembles. “I have to see if Sarah would work for me. I can’t do it alone. I hate relying on people—but I’ll need help. Would you really do this for me?” Still in disbelief.This man. I can’t be this lucky, can I?
He takes a step closer and kisses me gently. “Camille. I don’t think you understand the things I would do for you. The lengths I wouldgo. I would doanythingto make you smile. Your happiness, it fills something in me. A space I didn’t even know was empty. In this short time I’ve known you, you’ve become everything to me. Every piece of you fits perfectly with mine.” He takes a deep breath before continuing.
“I’ve fallen for you, Camille… I think I’ve been falling since the moment I met you.” He squeezes my hands tighter and smiles.
“Helping you chase your dream… that’s not a burden. It’s the greatest thing I could ever be part of.” He moves his hands to my face and wipes the tears I didn’t even realise I was shedding.
“Lucas.” He keeps stoking my cheek, his touch reassuring.
“You don’t have to say anything, Cam.”
“No. I do.I do.” I take a shaky breath. “Because even though it scares me to death, feeling everything I feel for you… so quickly, so intensely… I can’t deny it. I feel it too. I’ve fallen for you too Lucas. I tried to fight it, but the way I feel for you… it’s inevitable. It was never something I could control. I love you.” Tears spill freely now, but they’re warm. Cathartic. This joy—it’s something I never thought I’d feel again. Not for a long, long time. He lifts me into his arms, his mouth crashing into mine.
“God, Camille. I love you. So much. You’ve been all I’ve thought about since the day we met.”
We keep kissing. Our kisses start to grow desperate. Our hands touching everywhere we can. I grind my hips against him.
“I love you Lucas…” I moan as his hands squeeze my nipples through the fabric of my shirt. “I don’t think I can wait till we get home.”
Apparently, he feels the same because he walks us into the back room. Setting me down on the back kitchenette counter.
“I can’t wait either.” His kiss travels down my neck as he pulls my singlet down, exposing my breasts.
He moves down, licks my left nipple and pinches the other. He lifts my ass up and pulls my shorts and underwear down my legs.
Before I can do anything, he spreads my legs, puts his mouth to my core and starts to feast on me, like a man starving.
I cry out in pleasure. I’llneverget sick of him doing this. He slips two fingers inside.
“Fuck baby, you’re always so ready for me.”
I pull on his hair. He makes circles with his tongue over my clit, his fingers pumps in and out, in a perfect rhythm.
It doesn’t take long before I’m coming on his mouth, my legs shaking around his head.
He steps back, wiping his mouth on his arm before he pulls his shirt off and steps out of his pants.
“I don’t think you understand how fucking sexy you are Camille. I think you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” He walks back to me slowly, palm around his beautiful cock, pumping it a few times.
I pant, leaning my arms back behind me and open my legs wider for him.
“I want you inside of me Lucas. Now.”
He takes a beat, just staring in awe. Soaking me in. Then, quickly grabs a hold of me and sheathes himself inside of me, thrusting hard.
I have to hold onto the edges of the counter to keep still. I moan loudly. He grunts as he sucks my neck, his teeth grazing my skin. It’s the sweetest pain.
I claw my hands against his back as he takes me, thrusting in and out at the most glorious pace.
He moves his hand down to circle against my clit. His other hand moves to my ass, his finger brushing against my other hole, sending electricity through my body.
It only takes a few more thrusts before I start to tighten and I fall apart around him again.
He follows shortly after, spilling inside me.
He doesn’t pull out straight away. Kissing me while we catch ourbreath. “I love you.” He kisses my mouth. Then kisses my breast, “I love you.” He pulls out, and kisses my stomach, “I love you, so fucking much.” I giggle at the feel of his breath where I’m ticklish. He moves back up, and kisses me on the mouth. “I love you.” I melt.
