Lucas laughs good-naturedly and then says, “I plan to date your daughter, Conner. And that includes me getting to know you and hopefully you guys meeting my parents too. I’m not going anywhere.”
“If you hurt her, I swear to God, Lucas…”
Lucas looks at me when he says, “Trust me, if I hurt her, I’ll be my own worst enemy. You don’t have to worry, sir.”
That seems to pacify my dad for the moment because he changes the subject. “So…you cook?”
The conversation flows after that, my dad and Lucas taking the reins while I sit back and chime in when necessary. By the end of the night, everyone is on board to celebrate Thanksgiving at Penny’s parent's house, and I’ve made plans tohave a date night with my dad. We have a lot of unresolved issues we still need to talk about, but it’s a start.
“That went well,” Lucas says after we watch my dad drive off.
“It did. Can we sleep for the next two days though? I’m exhausted.”
“Anything for you, beautiful,” he says as he picks me up bridal style and carries me to the bedroom.
Lucas has taught me that I can get through anything if I trust not only myself, but the people around me as well. That I don’t have to do this thing called life on my own.
And no matter what life throws at me in the future, I know that because of my experiences, I’ll be able to fight my way through to the other side.
Epilogue
Jordan
Four Months Later
“Please,” I moan.
“Please, what? More? Or less?”
“More, always more,” I beg with zero shame.
Lucas pulls out of me and then slaps my pussy twice with his open palm. “Such a good girl,” he praises and then flips me over and slides back inside my wet opening.
My hands are cuffed to the headboard and I’m completely at his mercy. I cry out into the pillow as he takes his time thrusting into me.
A few seconds later, he pauses all movement, leaving only the tip of his head at my entrance. “Let me guess, even more?” he asks. I nod my head and in my next breath, a spank lands across my right ass cheek. “Fuck, you look so pretty like this.” Another quick spank.
“Lucas!” I cry out because he knows exactly what he’s doing to me.
We’ve been at it for almost an hour, and he’s been edging me this whole time, not letting me come.
“Oh…I know what you need,” he teases. He thrusts back inside me. Hard. I’m almost there, and I know once I get there, my orgasm is going to rock me. He reaches underneath me, pinching my clit, and I almost lose it. But he backs off just before I come.
Before I know what’s happening, the cuffs are undone and he’s pulling me up by my throat to whisper in my ear. “Do you want to come, beautiful?”
I whimper. “Yes.”
He runs his free hand over my chest, teasing a nipple, and then works his way towards my clit again. His cock isn’t moving but just sitting inside me as I sit on his thighs. We’ve played this game enough times for me to know how this ends.
When his fingers reach my clit, he rubs light circles, enticing a moan from my throat. I’m about to fall over the edge and he knows it. He sucks on the skin just below my ear and whispers, “I’m going to fuck a baby into this cunt.” And then his cock assaults my pussy as I come all over his rock-hard length.
It only takes him three more thrusts and then he’s coming too, both of us cresting as our combined orgasms take over. He doesn’t let up as he pumps his cum deep inside me. His mouth lands on mine and he shoves his tongue down my throat in a passionate kiss.
It’s wet.
It’s messy.
It’s perfect.
