Too Much Information (Awkward Love 3)

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“Luke?”

I roll over and force my eyes open, a blurred Laura finally coming into view.

“What time is it?” I’m pretty sure I form the words.

I rub my head and struggle to sit up, then look around. I’m slumped on the couch at an odd angle, which at least explains the sore neck.

“It’s eight o’clock. I wasn’t sure what time you started, and I didn’t want you to be late…”

“Thanks, but I’m off today.” I release a yawn and rest my hands behind my head and rub it.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” she says, covering her mouth with her hands.

“Don’t be.” I look at her and shrug. “I’d rather you wake me to be sure than not and have me turn up three hours late.” I glance at her short nightgown, my cock starting to harden. “What time do you start?”

“I’ve got the day off. I’m still not feeling that great, so I called in sick.”

I reach out and grab her hand, pulling her onto my lap.

“Well in that case, since you’ve woken me up…” I let my voice trail as I push aside her hair and kiss along her neck. She giggles, the color racing back into her cheeks.

“Did you miss the part where I said I was feeling sick?”

“You don’t look too sick to me.” I creep my hand up under her nightgown and stroke between her legs. Her breath catches as she squirms in my arms. “And you definitely don’t feel very sick…” I smirk at her. “Although, maybe I better take a closer look. I am a doctor, after all.” She squeals as I drag her completely into my arms, resting one leg on either side of me. I grunt as my cock begs to enter her, pressing against her thigh. She tries to hide her smirk as I reach down and grip my shaft, lining it up against her wet pussy.

“You might want to hold on.” My words just a breath in her ear. She braces herself, laughing as I thrust into her, bouncing her on my cock. “And I should probably confirm you’re taking contraception of some kind.”

“You’re lucky I don’t get motion sickness,” she jokes, wrapping her arms around my neck. “And yes, I’m on the pill.”

I respond by cupping her jaw and exploring her mouth, sliding my tongue in against hers. She breathes out, her back reacting when I drag my nails down over her curves. She takes my hand and palms at her breasts, guiding her nipple into my mouth. Her eyes bore into mine as she watches me suck, getting off on the feel of me biting down. She arches her neck back and rides me harder, sliding her tight pussy all over my cock. I can hardly contain the sounds emanating from me, my shaft throbbing as I pump into her.

“God, you make me wanna explode the moment I touch you.”

She smiles and kisses me. When she sucks on my tongue, that’s it. I’m done. She keeps sucking, while her pussy works my dick until the feel of her is too much for me to handle. I grunt, my body shuddering as I come. I spray hard inside her.

“Well fuck me.” I shake my head. “Sick, you say?”

I gently ease myself out of her, but keep her on my lap, because I don’t want her going anywhere just yet. She laughs, her eyes sparkling.

“Yes, sick.” She gives me a side-eye. “You’re lucky that I’m so accommodating, even when I’m not feeling that well.”

I smile, raising my eyebrows at her.

“I’ve always thought that about you. The very first time I saw you I thought to myself, now that is one very accommodating woman.”

She slaps my arm, then wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me.

“You’re an asshole. You know that?”

“I do now,” I murmur.

She lifts herself off me and walks into the kitchen. My eyes follow her because I literally can’t get enough of that perfect ass. She’s just so stunning that she demands my attention whenever she’s around me. I stare at her, the way her hair falls over her shoulders in a sexy, tangled mess. And that look in her eyes that perfectly complements the tiny smirk on her lips. I shake my head because I can see myself with her. I can see us getting married and having kids. It’s an odd time to have that kind of revelation, right after blowing my load inside of her, but I feel like I’ve hit a turning point in our relationship.

When she walks back around to me, I pull her back into my arms. She laughs but doesn’t fight me when I press my mouth to hers. She moves across me, lying down on the couch, so her head rests in my arms.

“What’s up?”

I shake my head.

“Nothing.”

The last thing I want to do is scare her off with all the random thoughts that are flying through my head. Then I decide what the fuck.