“What did you expect? My sexy girlfriend is naked and wet, probably everywhere.” He pulled me closer and sucked on my bottom lip.
“We can’t even have you officially move in. God, Lucas, I fucking hate this—”
“Stop.” He put his finger on my lips. “Marc is not taking anything away from us, or getting between us ever again. Whether it’s official or not, I’m here to stay and not going anywhere. Do I have to claim you again to prove it?” He crashed his lips onto mine, and I moaned into his mouth as he worked my tongue into submission.
“Maybe.” He chuckled against my lips.
He trailed kisses down my neck, cupping both my breasts and ran his thumbs over my nipples. I bit my lip so I wouldn’t cry out and wake Bella.
Lucas sucked on my earlobe and whispered in my ear, “Spread your legs for me.”
His hand slipped down between my legs. He traced circles around my clit with his thumb, making my head fall back. I whimpered as he plunged two fingers inside and then inched them out slowly over and over again until I couldn’t take it anymore. I bucked my hips against his hand trying to make him go faster, and he covered my mouth with his to muffle my screams. I was dizzy as the entire lower half of my body started to throb, and I scratched my nails down Lucas’s back as I came, trying to level myself, so I wouldn’t fall.
“I could watch you come all day long.” Lucas looked at me with hungry eyes. He gave me a devious smirk and lifted me up, pinning me against the shower wall.
“Hold on tight.”
I wrapped my arms around Lucas’s neck as he thrust inside me. As he moved deeper, his pace became quicker. I shut my eyes and closed out the rest of the world as Lucas hit every right spot.
“I love you so much.”
“I love you, too. Every single part of me is yours.”
Lucas groaned and plowed into me even harder. I fell off the edge a second time, and Lucas came so hard he was shaking afterward. He lowered me gently to the tile floor and leaned his forehead against mine until we both stopped panting.
“I think somebody likes being claimed—a lot.” He kissed my forehead, and I giggled.
“I think I’m in love with you. Crazy, head over heels in love with you.” I cupped his cheek and ran my thumb over his lips. He bit my thumb and winked at me.
“I can relate to the crazy part. Let’s dry off and go to bed.”
We stepped out of the shower, taking a little too long to dry each other off. I loved Lucas so much it brought me to my knees. I had a nagging premonition that I was about to be punished for it.
Thirty
Samantha
A weekof almost no sleep was taking its toll on me. I navigated through my day in slow motion. The first weekend of our joint custody experiment was upon us, and the closer we got, the more anxious I became. I wished Starbucks made coffee IVs as I had to over-caffeinate myself in order to deal with clients. I didn’t dare talk about how I felt at home. Lucas was always trying to set my mind at ease, which never worked, and if Bella saw me upset, she would know something was up. Not sure I could pretend everything was okay for much longer before I passed out from exhaustion.
My phone dinged in my purse, and I dug it out.
Lucas: I miss your face. How about some coffee?
Me: You just saw my face this morning. I’m afraid if I have any more coffee today I’ll never blink again.
Lucas: You need a break. I’ll buy you an ice cream.
Me: Ice cream? I’m not Bella.
Lucas: No, you’re not. Bella loves when I buy her ice cream and doesn’t give me an attitude. It’s a beautiful day. I want to see my girl. I’ll meet you in front of your building in 15 minutes.
I let out a long sigh and threw my phone in my bag. I didn’t have the energy to argue, and work was on the slow side this afternoon. I used to live for afternoon dates with Lucas. Now, I was so drained and on edge, I couldn’t even enjoy that anymore.
By the time I got downstairs, Lucas was holding two ice cream cones with a smug look on his face. I laughed to myself as I strode over to where he was leaning against the building.
“One for me; one for my girl. Let’s go across the street and find a bench.”
It really was a nice day—the first sunny February day above fifty degrees—and Madison Square Park was bustling with activity. In addition to not sleeping, my appetite had been crap over the past week, so I didn’t feel so guilty indulging. I planted myself on an empty bench, licking my chocolate ice cream cone as I stared into space. Lucas snickered as he sat beside me and put his arm around my shoulder.
