No Ordinary Love (A Modern Vintage Romance #5)

28. Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Lucas

" S ay it again," I demanded as my mouth moved against hers.

"I love you, Lucas," she dutifully repeated.

"I've missed you." I took my time kissing her slowly, sipping at her lips, tasting the wine she'd drunk at dinner.

"Lucas." She rubbed herself against me.

"Yeah, Tesoro ?" I pulled back to look at her. I couldn't believe it. I'd won her back. She'd forgiven me. We were together now, and I was never going to let her go. It felt like a miracle.

"Get naked."

I laughed. "We're going to take our time tonight."

She cupped me, and a groan slipped out of me.

"Really? You have that kind of control?" she demanded.

"Let's find out," I challenged. I lowered my head and shut her up with my mouth against hers, my tongue dueling with hers. I gripped the back of her head as I devoured her lips; while my other hand cupped her ass so I could nestle my erection between her thighs.

I raised my head to look at her when she grabbed the back of my neck and yanked my mouth down to hers. We parted, panting, wanting more. Her hips moved against mine, and I could feel her heat through her dress and panties.

"You're so fucking sexy, Amara." I traced her lower lip with my thumb. It was swollen and soft.

We undressed each other as we kissed, playful, slow. All that changed when she got on the bed and went on her knees so her mouth was close to the head of my penis. I was hard, and pre-cum glistened on the tip.

"Amara," I whispered.

"Let's see how slow you go once I have you in my mouth."

"Fuck," I groaned and closed my eyes as her tongue swiped my tip. My eyes snapped open when her mouth moved to my balls, making them wet.

The way she was caressing me was designed to make me lose control.

Amara lowered her mouth down my cock, and my hands were in her hair, gripping her hard. I hissed as her mouth took me in deeper. She swallowed as I hit the back of her throat, and that's when her delicate hands cupped my balls and began to massage them.

"I'm going to come in your mouth if you do that," I choked out.

She looked up at me, her mouth full of me.

"Fuck," I breathed. "You look so good taking me like that. You want me to fuck your mouth, Tesoro ?"

She nodded, which made me push inside her a little more. I held her head as I moved in and out of her mouth.

"Your hands on your pussy," I growled.

She began to moan, and it was the hottest thing ever. I could feel her concentration waiver as she got close to her release. Well, hell, no way was she doing that on her own.

I pulled out and all but threw her on the bed. I parted her thighs and dived in.

"Lucas, please ," she whimpered.

I wanted to taste her orgasm. Feel her as she came. She began to scream when I started to nip her clit with my teeth, alternating it with my tongue swirling around it. I slid two fingers inside her, and that's when she exploded. Her whole body shook with her release. I lapped at her juices, hungry for her.

"Lucas, now," she demanded.

I couldn't wait any longer. I'd been without her for too long.

I lifted her ass off the mattress and plunged into her, balls deep. We both groaned in relief and pleasure.

I looked down at her. "Tell me."

"I love you, Lucas."

"Yeah, you do." I pumped in and out of her, keeping the pace as slow as I could without killing myself. "I love you so much, Amara. My world is you."

"I know." Her eyes blazed with certainty. She was giving me her trust. She was giving me her all. Everything. I grunted and began to pound into her. She was coming again. I pushed in deeper, chasing my orgasm. Even after I found my release I stroked in and out of her, loving the sounds we made, the mess we were making on her bed.

I stayed inside her and rested my head on the side of her neck, licking her, tasting her even as I leveled out.

Her hands stroked my back.

"Lucas, honey."

"Yeah." I nuzzled her skin, loving her smell.

"Thank you for coming back to me."

I raised my head then. "I'll always come home, Tesoro ."

"Promise?"

"On everything sacred, Amara. I will always come home to you because you are my home."

"And you are mine," she gave the words back to me without hesitation.

After we cleaned up and got back into bed, I told her about the incident in my office with my mother.

We lay on our sides so we could look at each other. We started the night this way, and then when we were ready to sleep, she'd cuddle into me with her head on my shoulder. During the night, she'd power sleep, hogging the comforter and all but kicking me out of bed.

"We can go to your mom's for Thanksgiving if you—"

"You're the fucking sweetest woman in the world for even suggesting that, but fuck no." I was a lucky son of a bitch. Even after how my mother, Shelby, Kath, and even Flynn had treated her, she was ready to spend the holidays with them if that was what I wanted.

"Rena doesn't mind being alone during the holidays?"

I chuckled. "She's not alone. She has friends visiting her in Hawaii. And I was thinking maybe you and I, and your dad, could go there for Christmas."

"Really? He'd love that."

"He's not pissed with me anymore?" I asked.

She shrugged. "Maybe a little, but once he sees us and sees how much we love each other, it's going to be fine. I've been giving him some of the details of what's been going on."

"Amara, are you still planning on leaving Charleston?" I was hoping not, but she hadn't explicitly said anything.

She smiled at me. "What do you think?"

"I'm scared to assume."

She nodded somberly. "I'm staying. I talked to the Chancellor, and we're going to pretend I never resigned. Dad wasn't thrilled about that but understood."

I traced her face and felt like the universe had given me everything I could ever want.

"Amara, marry me."

She gasped and sat up. "What?"

I joined her and took her hands in mine. "I don't have a ring, but I'll get one, I promise."

"What? I don't care about a ring," she snapped.

"I know, but it's tradition." A deep sense of rightness washed over me at the thought of asking her to be my wife.

"So, my Tesoro , will you marry me?"

She looked at me in confusion, and I felt the first sliver of panic slide through me.

She smiled wide. "Yes, Lucas, I will marry you."

I sighed in relief and leaned my forehead against hers. "For a minute there…."

"I love you. I want to be with you."

I hugged her and thanked the Gods for giving me this brilliant, loving, beautiful woman who made my life worth living.