September 15th, 2027
Louis was at his own house, away from the Johnson Estate as he was working overtime in his office room. He was scanning through a few papers, a few important things as he underlines them with his pencil.
He wanted to close it up for today, he was beyond exhausted.
Pouring himself an espresso shot on milk and ice, he sits down on the couch to watch some TV before hitting his bed, calling it a night.
However at 9:13, an odd guest rings his doorbell. He knows that his security team wouldn’t allow even a fly to enter his territory, yet a whole human had come in.
It must be his brothers, or his step-mother who was staying with Framton as he requested her.
“Who’s at the door this late…?” Questioning to himself, he groans like an old man as he gets up from the couch. He lazily shuffles his feet to reach the door, expressing his tiredness.
“Who-”
It was a girl in blue uniform and a white coat on top. She had a surgical mask in hand and a bag that was ready to be dropped on the floor.
Louis widens his eyes.
It was the same girl who was stolen from him because her parents refused to give him her hand in marriage.
“I did it, Louis. I did it…” she was crying to happy tears.
“Oh, Jessica.” Louis pulls her in his embrace, tightly hugging her little body as she cries on his chest.
Four long years of idleness and yearning later, Jessica was back in his arms as she deserved.
For four long years, she had studied medicine, practiced her medicine and was a well established doctor now. It has only been a few months since she wasn’t an intern anymore but a full fledged doctor at the City Centre hospital.
She broke away from her family who was trying to marry her off to someone she didn’t even know.
To keep the madness in the community of doctors.
Louis closes the door as he brings her luggage on wheels inside. He presses her body against the wall, she lifts her legs to embrace him with her whole being, expressing her emotions wordlessly to the man who made her feel like a queen.
“Thank god you’re back in my arms. I’m never letting you leave me again.”
“Yeah… I won’t grow wings anymore. I’m a free bird now.” She says through tears.
Louis stares into her eyes as she stares back into his, thinking the same as he was.
“Do you wanna fuck me right now?”
“Only you know how bad I am at holding it back.” The woman chuckles as she begins to undress herself.
They couldn’t even wait until they reached his bedroom. As the TV in the hall ran a couple of songs, the long parted lovers make decent love on the couch. The rain makes it better as the power was cut unexpectedly.
“Fuck, I missed feeling at home.” Louis says romantically.
“My pussy is your home?” Jessica asks, dead serious.
“More or less.” He says, thrusting into the girl as her juices were stretched out of her tiny, unused hole of four years.
“Ah, you make me feel like a queen, Louis. It just happens like that.”
“Hmm… Cassandra used to say the same.” The woman looks into his sad eyes. He missed his siblings.
“I’m sorry for what happened to them. I really am.”
“They would hate to see me cry.”
“Focus on me then. Make love to me, I’ll help you ease the pain in your heart.” The man slowly brings himself to smile at her as she was spread apart wider.
Her legs curl around his thick waist as she feels his warm breath against her neck. He was marking her body with kisses and hickeys. He looks at her, touching his own artwork as she moans softly when her sensitive skin was teased.
“I’ve learned how to make a hickey too.”
“Where from?” He asks with a raised eyebrow, she slaps his chest.
“No one, silly. Theoretical only.” Louis chuckles as he submits his neck to her. [She sucks the wrong blood vessel on his neck and he dies. Lol sorry]
“Hmm, ah… yes…” None had even been able to suck on his neck like that. He felt a wave of pleasure wash over him, he shudders against her.
Chuckling at his pure and innocent reactions, Jessica goes on to abuse his sensitive spot on his neck. She loved his reactions, making her fall in love with him deeper than before. If that was even possible.
“Jeez.” He sighs, increasing the speed of his thrusts when she was done marking his neck as well.
“Looks good on ya.” She says through pleasurable stutters.
“Oh yeah?”
“Ah… ah! Yes!” Her moans were louder as her orgasm was approaching. He feels her walls clench as she entwined her arms around his neck. She scratches his back with her blunt nails, he hisses slightly, but never stopping her from feeling good.
He goes on even after she’s orgasmed, her little body convulsing as he kept thrusting inside her.
“Oh god…” her voice was dry as the man chuckles. He found it funny in the middle of having sex.
“Water break?” As he asks, she makes a silly face.
“Do you think people will- on the other hand, yes. Let me have some juice beside me.”
“Juice?” He chuckles, kissing her neck. Jessica stops him from thrusting as she tried to speak but only dry sounds of her throats were heard. She gulps a little to un-parch her throat as she says.
“Because you make me moan too much.” The man laughs as he pulls out of her. She follows him to the fridge, continuing on the kitchen counter the next moment as she sipped on apple juice.
The man couldn’t stop thrusting inside her little hole made exclusively for him.
He was the happiest man that day, for he found his lady love again in his arms.
But they forget a little detail.
“Louis,
I’m not on pills.”