He holds my hand the whole way back to Daybreak, even as I make a call to Penny that I won’t be in for work tomorrow. I don’t tell her exactly why, it’s a conversation I’m going to have to have with her later, but I let her know it was a family problem. Because well…it kind of was.
When Lucas and I reach my apartment, he parks the SUV and comes around to my side. The next thing I know, he’s picking me up bridal style and walking us to the door. When he opens it and turns on the light, it takes me a second to process what I’m seeing. My backpack is on the floor with everything strewn about and there’s a puddle of water where my flower fell off the counter. I shouldn’t be shocked but I am. It feels like a lifetime ago, not a few hours, that I had to fight off Richard/Dick.
He sets me on my feet and says, “Come on.” He leads me past the mess and into the bathroom, turning on the shower. He starts to undress me, and I lift my arms so he can pull my top off first. He then reaches for my joggers, taking them and my panties off in one swoop so I’m standing there naked.
I do the same for him, unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off his wide shoulders. I bend down so I can take each of his shoes and socks off, and then stand back up so I can take his pants off. The entire time he’s looking at me, I see so much love in his eyes.
His erection bounces out of his black boxer briefs when I pull them down and I kiss the tip as I pull them off his feet.
Steam billows around us, letting us know the shower is hot, and he pulls me up to help me step over the tub and into the hot stream of water.
Once we’re both in, he reaches for the shampoo. “Turn around,” he says, and I put my head under the water to get it wet.
He pulls me back from the spray and turns me, so my back is facing him, and starts to massage the shampoo into my hair. I moan at his touch as he works the shampoo into my scalp. Once he’s done, he turns me to rinse it out and then starts on my body. His thumbs trace my pert nipples as he massages the body wash into my skin and then he works his way down my stomach, over my throbbing core, careful to wash around my opening.
With the little room we have in the shower, he bends down and works the soap over my legs and then my feet, making sure the bottoms are extra clean. He places a kiss on the top of each foot when he’s done and then stands, cradling my head in his hands and slanting his mouth over mine. I revel in his taste, flicking my tongue against his as we kiss under the hot spray of water.
“Fuck, I love you,” he whispers as he pulls away. I want to continue kissing him but instead, I grab the body wash and repeat what he did to me on his body.
I work the soap down his pecs and over his erection, slowly sliding my hand up and down his shaft.
Not a moment too soon he grabs me by the nape of the neck, angling my face upwards so we make eye contact. “Are we done here? I need you. Now.”
I nod my head and he rinses off his body then turns the water off.
He guides me out of the shower, using the towel on the back of the door to dry us both off, and then picks me up to carry me to bed. He gently places me so my head is on the pillows and then leans over, trailing kisses from my neck down my chest. He sucks a nipple into his mouth, biting it hard, giving me the pain I crave, and then does the same thing to the other one.
He trails his mouth back up my neck and then captures my lips with his. “I need you, beautiful.”
I reach between us, grabbing his cock, and run his head up and down my slit. He takes over and slaps my clit with it. “Please,” I whimper. And that’s all he needs before he sinks himself inside me, inch by inch.
“Fuck, you’re so wet. Is that all for me, beautiful?”
“Only for you,” I tell him. Because it’s true. Before him or after, I know my body will only ever respond to him this way. “I love you,” I tell him once more. Not because I want to but because Ineedto. I can’t get over the overwhelming urge to cling to him now that this whole mess is done and over with, and I know we should probably slow down and talk about it, but I don’t think either of us wants to.
He pulls back and thrusts, hitting me balls deep and I moan. “I don’t think you understand how much I love you, beautiful.” He pulls back just enough so he can grab my jaw with his hand. “You’re mine. I don’t know how we’re going to make this work but I’m not letting you go; do you understand me?” He thrusts again.
I grab his ass cheeks and pull him closer. “Yours,” I breathe into his ear. Because it’s the truth.
I am his. And if he didn’t know it before, he does now.
Chapter 30
Lucas
The next morning, after Jordan gets dressed and we head to my house so I can change into some different clothing, we head to the precinct to meet Captain Miller.
Jordan’s dad is already there as we enter the building and I give him a handshake after Jordan is done hugging him.
“Gentlemen. Young lady,” Miller greets a moment later. “I’m going to take your statements today. Can I get you anything before we start?”
“Coffee would be great,” Conner speaks first.
“Why don’t you make that three,” I say.
He nods. “I’m going to have Officer Hubble escort you to an interrogation room and I’ll be right back.”
An officer steps forward and we follow him to a room with a metal table and five chairs. When Miller returns, he delivers us our coffee. “It’s shit but it will do the job.”
