Page 86 of Amore
“I know, and so do I.”
Luke pressed a button, and the privacy window between the driver and us went up. He slid off the bench-style seat and moved between my legs. Raising my dress, he hooked his thumbs in the side of my panties and pulled them down my legs. He tossed them to the side and then grabbed my hips, tugging me until I was on the edge of the seat.
“Another mode of transportation to add to the list?” He winked.
I grinned and placed my bended legs on the edge of the seat. “Be my guest.” Once I’d gotten over the morning sickness, our sex life went back to normal, and lately, I craved it.
Leaning forward on his knees, Luke went straight for my heat, licking up my slit to my clit. I moaned as the sensation tingled in my core. He licked, he sucked, he devoured me, and before I knew it, I was squeezing my thighs together as an orgasm raced through me.
“That was fast,” he said.
“It was amazing.” I rose off the back of the seat and pushed at his chest. “Lay on the floor and take your dick out.”
“Bossy, are we?” He laid down in the aisle of the limo.
“I want to come again before we get there.” I was pregnant and horny and knew what I wanted.
Luke worked the buckle open on his belt and then unbuttoned his slacks before taking his cock out of his boxers. I hiked up my dress, got on my knees, and sank down on my fiancé.
While the car drove through traffic toward Hollywood, I rode him until we both came.
* * *
Walkingthe red carpet was always fun. It was a time when I didn’t care if pictures were being taken of me from every direction possible, and even though I was sporting a small baby bump, being on Luke’s arm made me feel pretty. I’d teased him earlier that I felt fat, but that was only because having a small belly in a ballgown was new to me. I knew I was the luckiest girl in the world to be with a man who loved me and our unborn baby unconditionally. It was only fitting that the first time I brought a date with me to a premiere, it was him.
The boy next door.
After posing for pictures, Luke and I went inside the theater and found our seats. Typically, the main stars arrived last, so it was already packed with people. A few moments after we sat down, Nick and his supermodel girlfriend sat next to us.
“Frankie,” Nick greeted.
“Nick,” I replied.
He leaned forward and said to Luke, “Not working at Sensation tonight?”
“Not tonight or any other night,” Luke replied. He’d actually quit.
“Then maybe you two should be members.”
I choked slightly on the water I’d been drinking from a bottle. Sensation had been eye-opening for sure, but I couldn’t see myself and Luke being members of a sex club.
“Not our scene, but thanks, man,” Luke answered for us.
“Bummer. We’re going there after this. I’m sure Savior would let you two in,” Nick said.
Luke continued to be cordial. “I know there’s a vetting process, but thank you.”
“All right.” Nick finally turned away, and shortly after, the lights dimmed, andThe Whispers Next Doorbegan.
* * *
I was starvingby the time we slid into the limo to head home. “Have any more of that popcorn in here?”
Luke reached into a bag and pulled out another Ziplock.
“Oh my god, I love you.”
He chuckled. “I hope it’s not just for my cooking skills.”
