summary: Luke finds out Y/n's boyfriend is cheating and something else way more important.
He saw that I wasn't treated all that well. But i always thought that was just him—plain old Luke. Though, I should’ve known listening to the man I've been friends with since 7th grade would be the right path. I was in love. A guy I met around 2 years ago. Daniel. Only last week, I was alone in his bedroom while he showered and he had left his phone with me. Tell me why his ex was blowing it up.
Today is Luke’s birthday. Daniel and I were invited to meet him and others for a classic barbecue. Of course, I came. So did Daniel.
I smile at Luke, giving him a big hug. He gladly wraps his arms around me.
God, I didn't have to say anything to him for him to know, didn't I?
I take his hand gently and lead him into the bathroom of his home. Fuck this was gonna be a talk...
“So.. Daniels cheating.. I saw messages from his ex on his phone.”
“Fuck me, Y/n. What did I tell you? The second I met that cunt, I knew he wasn't the one.”
His face tightens as he speaks in a stern tone. He wasn't mad at me. He knew I was a rather naive woman. It was only because he cared for me and my feelings.
“I know, Lu… I've been avoiding him as much as I can.”
I look down at my feet and quickly feel him gently lift my head by my chin.
“You know I'm not mad at you… yeah?”
“I know’, nod a little. I look up into his pretty blue eyes. Okay, so maybe I liked him a little. What was wrong with that? He was perfect-
He breaks his sudden kiss on my lips.
“Shit, I'm so sorry, Y/n.I'm so sorry… no- I'm not. Y/n, watched all these men hurt you for so long killing me. To choose me for once.”
I shut him up with my lips on his first this time. He doesn't bother to pull away. Our kiss just grows in steam until suddenly, he lifts me by my thighs, sitting me on the counter. He looks at me momentarily, his eyes trying to ask if I wanted this. I give him a small, but reassuring nod.
He moves his lips to my neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses on my warm flesh. He eventually moves down to my collarbone until he stops, his fingers lightly grabbing the hem of my shirt. Once more, his gorgeous blue eyes look up at me for permission. I nod and he's quick to take my top off.
He breathes out, soaking in the view of the lace black bra and the breasts they held in them. He gives the cleavage that he can reach, a few kisses before he gently removes my bra. Once again, admires me for a moment, and then he comes back, only this time, my eyes roll back because he attached his lips to my hardened nipple. My fingers run through his curls while he gives each of my nipples equal attention. I look down and watch his hands undo his jeans.
I let out a breath watching his hands pull out his dick from his boxers. He was semi-hard so while he sucked on my nipples, he stroked himself. I moan a little and arch my back until he moves his mouth away then he pulls my pants, along with my panties, off from under me,
“Fuck, you're heaven, Y/n..”
I shiver at his words. He looks me right into my eyes as his index finger runs up, between my folds, stopping at my clit to rub it a little.
“He ever appreciates you like this?”
The question slips from his lips so seductively that all he can do is moan.
Once I'm wet enough, or at least once he can't handle teasing the both of us anymore, he spreads my legs and lines himself up with my entrance. He rests his head on my shoulder and wraps my legs around him as he slides himself inside me slowly. I wasn't a virgin but must have been huge compared to Daniel, because, oh my god it stung. I grip onto his shoulders and he lets out a break.
“You’re in control, ‘kay pretty? You tell me if I'm being too slow, too fast, too soft or too gentle..”
I nod a little and hum softly when he starts to suck on my neck. Not enough to heave a hickey, but enough to make me wanna cum on the spot. He begins his thrust at a relatively good pace. Not too slow, but not too fast either. He earns moan after moan from me, so he gets faster. I had to bite his shoulder to muffle my moans considering everyone including Daniel was outside on the patio.
I scratch my fingernails down his hot back, feeling the knot in my stomach form. He was gonna make me cum. With Daniel, I thought I just had something wrong with me, because I never came.
He must have somehow been about to tell as he lifts my legs and he puts them over his shoulders, making his dick go even deeper inside me. He was perfectly positioned. Every time he’d thrust in, he hit my G-spot. I moaned way more now, and he picked up his pace a bit because by now, feeling my walls tightening around his cock.
He breathes, thrusting every so slightly faster to hit my G-spot with more pressure. I feel myself hit my climax, my thighs trembling in his manly hands as he holds them. My toes curled and when my eyes weren't rolling back, I saw him through his head back.
In a sudden movement, he pulls out of me and lets go, his warm cum spilling out on my stomach. Our breathing was heavy as he collapsed against me, his head in the crook of my neck.
“You reckon I've earned my chance?’
He smirks against my neck.
He waits for a couple minutes before he stands up properly and grabs a towel, wetting it with warm water before he wipes up his load on my stomach, and my core, even though nothing had spilled. He smiles at me with a soft look in his eyes before he pecks my lips.
“I promise I'll be a good husband.”
