Emily leaned back in her office chair, stretching her arms overhead as she stifled a yawn. The past week had been a whirlwind of passionate nights and cozy dinners with Lucas. Her body still hummed with the lingering effects of their latest tryst.
Come Friday, she was sitting in her office, counting down until the end of the day when her phone buzzed on the desk.
Daddy: Call when you can. Got news.
Emily’s heart quickened.
“Hey, baby girl,” his deep voice rumbled through the phone.
“What’s up?” Emily twirled a strand of hair around her finger.
“I found him. My son.” Lucas’ voice cracked slightly.
Emily’s breath caught. “Holy shit, Luke. That’s incredible.”
“Yeah, I can hardly believe it.” He let out a shaky laugh. “I’m meeting him this weekend. Hopefully going to, you know, get to know the kid.”
Emily’s mind raced. This was huge for Lucas. “That’s amazing news. How are you feeling?”
“Nervous as hell,” Lucas admitted. “What if he hates me?”
“He won’t,” Emily said firmly. “You’re fucking awesome. He’ll see that.”
Lucas chuckled. “Thanks for the vote of confidence.”
“Always.” Emily smiled, picturing his crooked grin. “Want me to come with you? Moral support and all that?”
There was a pause. “Nah, I think I need to do this on my own. But… rain check?”
“Of course.” Emily nodded, even though he couldn’t see her. “I’m here if you need anything.”
“I know. Thanks, baby girl.” His voice softened. “See you tonight?”
“Wouldn’t miss it.” Emily grinned.
The savoury aroma of curry and warm naan filled Emily’s car as she pulled into Lucas’ driveway, her heart racing with excitement. She barely remembered to grab the takeout bags before rushing to his front door, which swung open before she could even knock.
Lucas stood there, a grin spreading across his ruggedly handsome face. Emily dropped the food unceremoniously and flung herself into his arms, wrapping herself around him like a koala bear.
“I’m so fucking happy for you!” she exclaimed, peppering his face with kisses.
He chuckled, his strong arms encircling her waist. “Thanks, baby girl. I can hardly believe it myself.”
Emily pulled back slightly, searching his piercing blue eyes. “How are you feeling? Nervous? Excited? Like you’re gonna puke?”
“All of the above,” Lucas admitted with a wry smile. “But mostly just… hopeful.”
Emily’s chest tightened with emotion. She knew how much this meant to him – the chance to reconnect with the son he’d lost so many years ago.
“You’ve got this,” she said fiercely. “Your son is gonna love you. How could he not?”
Lucas’ eyes softened, and he brushed a tender kiss across her lips. “What did I do to deserve you, huh?”
Emily smirked. “Must’ve been one hell of a good deed in a past life.”
She reluctantly disentangled herself from his embrace, stooping to retrieve the forgotten takeout bags. “Now come on. Let’s eat before this curry gets cold.”
As they made their way to the kitchen, Emily’s mind raced with a mix of joy for Lucas and a twinge of anxiety about what this new development might mean for their relationship. But looking at the quiet happiness radiating from him, she pushed those thoughts aside. Whatever happened, she was just grateful to be by his side for this moment.
Emily’s lips crashed against Lucas’ as they stumbled towards the bedroom, hands frantically pulling at each other’s clothes. She gasped as his calloused fingers slipped under her blouse, tracing fiery paths across her skin.
“God, I need you,” Emily breathed, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. Her heart raced, desire coursing through her veins.
Lucas growled low in his throat, nipping at her neck. “You’ve got me, baby girl. All of me.”
They fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, Emily straddling Lucas’ hips. She gazed down at him, drinking in the sight of his muscled chest, the flecks of grey in his hair. Fuck, he was gorgeous.
“You’re staring,” Lucas smirked, his hands sliding up her thighs.
Emily grinned. “Just admiring the view.” She leaned down to kiss him deeply, savouring the taste of him.
As Lucas’ fingers deftly unhooked her bra, Emily’s mind flashed to their conversation earlier. He’d found his son after all these years. A pang of emotion hit her – joy for Lucas, but also a twinge of uncertainty about what it might mean for them.
She pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the heat of Lucas’ skin against hers. This was their moment. The rest could wait.
“You okay?” Lucas murmured, noticing her brief hesitation.
Emily nodded, trailing kisses along his jaw. “Never better.” And in that moment, tangled up with Lucas, she meant it with every fibre of her being.
Lucas’ hands gripped Emily’s hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he flipped them over. The sudden movement knocked the breath from her lungs, a gasp escaping her lips as her back hit the mattress.
“Fuck,” Emily whispered, her green eyes wide and hungry as Lucas settled between her thighs. The hard length of him pressed against her core, separated only by the thin fabric of their underwear.
Lucas dipped his head, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. “Tell me what you want, baby girl,” he growled against her mouth.
Emily arched into him, her body aching for more. “You,” she panted. “All of you.”
Her hands roamed his broad back, feeling the play of muscles beneath her fingertips. Lucas ground his hips against her, the friction sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her body.
“Like this?” he teased, repeating the motion.
“God, yes,” Emily moaned. Her head fell back against the pillow, exposing the long line of her throat. Lucas took full advantage, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck.
As Lucas’ teeth grazed her collarbone, Emily’s mind reeled. The intensity of her feelings for him scared her sometimes. But right now, with his weight pressing her into the mattress and his cock throbbing against her, she couldn’t bring herself to care about anything beyond this moment.
“Lucas,” she breathed, her voice thick with need. “Please…”
He lifted his head, his blue eyes dark with desire. “What do you need, Em? Tell me.”
Emily reached between them, her fingers ghosting over the waistband of his boxers. “I need you inside me, daddy. Now.”
Lucas groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily at her touch. “Fuck, baby girl. Your wish is my command.”
He lifted himself off her, quickly shoving his boxers down his legs. Emily shimmied out of her thong, tossing it aside without a care. Her heart raced as she watched Lucas roll on a condom with practiced ease.
“Ready?” he asked, positioning himself between her thighs.
Emily nodded, her throat suddenly dry. “Always.”
In one smooth thrust, Lucas pushed inside her. Emily cried out, her back arching off the bed as she stretched to accommodate him. The sensation of fullness, of rightness, overwhelmed her senses.
“Christ, Em,” Lucas panted, his forehead resting against hers. “You feel so fucking good.”
Emily wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. “Move,” she demanded, her nails digging into his shoulders.
Lucas didn’t need to be told twice. He set a steady rhythm, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Emily met him thrust for thrust, her hips rolling in perfect synchronization with his.
As Lucas picked up the pace, Emily felt herself getting lost in the sensations. The drag of his cock inside her, the weight of his body on hers, the taste of his skin as she nipped at his shoulder it was all too much and not enough at the same time.
“Fuck, daddy,” she moaned. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t ever stop.”
Lucas growled, his hips snapping forward with increased fervor. “That’s it, baby girl. Take it. Take all of me.”
Emily’s world narrowed to the point where their bodies joined, every nerve ending ablaze with pleasure. She could feel the familiar tension coiling low in her belly, threatening to snap at any moment.
“I’m close,” she gasped, her fingers tangling in Lucas’ hair. “So fucking close.”
“Let go,” Lucas commanded, his voice husky with desire. “Come for me, baby girl. Now.”
As if her body was waiting for his permission, Emily’s orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. She screamed, her back arching off the bed as her inner walls clenched around Lucas’ cock.
“Fuck!” Lucas shouted, his hips stuttering as he followed her over the edge.
Emily’s body quivered, aftershocks of pleasure rippling through her as she came down from her high. She clung to Lucas, her breath coming in short gasps as she tried to regain her bearings.
“Holy shit,” she mumbled against his neck, her limbs feeling like jelly. “That was…”
“Amazing, as ever,” Lucas finished for her, rolling to the side and pulling her against his chest.
Emily nodded, too spent to form coherent thoughts. As her heartbeat slowly returned to normal, she couldn’t help but marvel at how perfectly they fit together, in every sense of the word.