Sin City Baby

“Hey?” Luke asked. “Are you busy?”

I sighed and closed my eyes before I stepped out from beyond the door.

“I ran myself a bath, and you kind of caught me before I got in,” I said.

The way his eyes ran along my body, made me shiver. It puckered the skin on my legs and rushed heat up my back. He took a step toward me, and I could see something in his eyes. Some sort of mixture of sorrow and fear.

“Can I come in?” he asked.

I stepped off to the side to let him in before I closed the door behind him.

“I’m sorry,” Luke said.

I turned around and furrowed my brow at him as I leaned against the door.

“What are you sorry for?” I asked.

“I’m sorry for showing up at your place drunk that night. For laying that all at your feet when you are already going through and processing so much,” he said.

“Luke, you don’t need to apologize for that. Yes, this whole thing has been stressful, but that didn’t add to my stress. If anything, it made me feel a little less confused.”

Luke’s eyes lit up and it melted my heart. Sweet, sweet Luke.

“It did? I was afraid that it made things worse,” he said, looking down at me.

I shook my head and looked up into his beautiful green eyes. “No. You could never make things worse.”

He shrugged and looked around the room. “I didn’t mean to interrupt your bath. You look exhausted,” he said. “I should go.”

I reached out and grabbed his arm as he turned to leave. As tired as I was, I didn’t want him to go. I’d been thinking about him and his declaration for too damn long.

He raised his hand to my face and his thumb smoothed over my cheek, and I nuzzled into his touch.

“I love you,” Luke said. “And I need you to know that. Without the alcohol and without the distractions.”

I took his hand and led him into the bathroom.

Standing beside the tub, I let the towel fall in a puddle at my feet. Luke leaned in and pressed his lips to my forehead. I sighed and stepped into the tub, sinking below the water and pulling Luke down to kneel next to me. My nipples puckered against the bubbles as my hand slid up his arm, taking in the lean muscle and his strength. He pressed his lips to my eyes. The tip of my nose. My cheeks. His hand cupped the back of my head and cradled it gently, tike he was holding a porcelain doll.

His lips hovered over mine, and I could feel his breath pulsating against my tongue.

“Get in with me,” I said in a whisper.

Luke removed his clothes before he slid into the bath behind me. He gently washed my hair and my body, taking time to massage the tension and exhaustion from my muscles. I nearly came just from deliciousness of his touch. I felt his cock rising to life against my back as I instinctively ground into him. I pressed myself closer to him as goosebumps broke out along my skin.

I loved his touch.

It was intoxicating.

I turned around in the tub and straddled his pelvis, feeling my body become weightless in the water. His hands settled on my ass as my arms threaded around his neck, and suddenly our lips collided. Our tongues battled. My body sank into his. I breathed in every part of him. Took in the way he stroked my back and massaged my thighs. I rolled my pelvis into his. Felt his cock throbbing against my pussy. I cupped his cheeks as my head turned off to the side, and I rose up just enough for him to grab his cock.

He guided himself into me, and I groaned, filling his throat with my sounds.

He gripped my ass and picked us up out of the bath. With his cock growing against my dripping walls and my legs wrapped around him, our bodies trailed bubbles from the bathroom to the bed. We dropped to the mattress as our lips crashed together again, his hands pinning my arms above my head. His lips were everywhere, and his hips pounded into me. I rolled into him. Wrapped my legs around him. Met him thrust for thrust while pulling him deeper than I ever thought possible.

“I love you, Sam,” he said with a groan. “I love you so much.”

Electricity burst in my toes and colors sizzled at the edges of my vision. Every snap of his hips pushed me up the bed until his hand cupped the top of my head, keeping me protected from the headboard as it slammed against the wall. My fingertips dug into his back with his cock pulsing inside me. I was so close, teetering on the edge but unable to fall off.