Unexpected you

Chapter 43

Walking out the door without kissing his mouth was hard, but I have closure now, and that means so much to me. For the first time in a while, I can breathe. Suddenly, I'm comforted by the fact that Lucas and I are once again on speaking terms. I will sleep good tonight that's for sure.

Cheyenne, is that you? I hear my mother ask as I walked inside of the house. Yes mom—I'm sorry if I woke you up. Are you just getting home? It's two in the morning. My mother yells from the top of the stairs. I'm about to answer her, when I notice a box on the table marked Cheyenne. Mom, what is this black box on the kitchen table? Lucas dropped it off earlier today. She responded. Lucas? That's odd, I just spent all this time with him and not once did he mention passing by.

I quickly take a seat on the kitchen table and grab a hold of the pretty black velvet box. Carefully admiring the details, and rubbing my fingers over the smooth surface. There's a tiny card on it, held closed by a tiny heart sticker. I grab it, carefully peeled it away, and begin to read the handwritten words.

Cheyenne, I shall never meet another more precious than you. I will love you forever, Lucas.

I stare at the note for what seems like an eternity, then I bring it up to my chest. I have never been loved like this before. So real and passionately. Like the kind of love you only see in a Nicholas Sparks movie. I shove the box into my pocket and begin to pace back and forth.

Am I making a mistake? Am I choosing what to do, or not do, because I keep listening to my head instead of my heart? Lucas rescued me. He was the one who filled me up with hope and a desire to be better. He picked up the pieces of my shattered existence and slowly put me back together. He was the knight and shining armor who saved me just in time. The man who came in and gave me hope. I can't— I can't stand by and do nothing as the only man who has truly loved me, moves to another city.

Teardrops begin to fall as I shower, and I'm once again feeling lost and a mess. I know what I have to do. I have to go back and tell my love that Im done! I'm done allowing other people to interfere with what we have. Im done masking my true feelings, and I'm done with hiding from the world.

I grabbed my brother's old bike. The one with the crooked handlebars and questionable tires. I know it's not the most safest thing to ride at this time, but it's all I have, and Lucas house is a half mile away. Anyway, I'm sure that my brother isn't going to mind, since he's been away at camp all summer long.

The chain on this bike is quite rusty, and it clunks and clatters with every push of the pedals, but I don't care. I have to get to Lucas. I have to tell him that I love him and I will do whatever I need to do to be with him. I'll cut my stubborn act and I'll fucking wait. I will wait until I'm ready to move to New York and spend the rest of my life with him. I'll sacrifice and I'll deal with the distance because I love him.

The minute I arrived, I wasted no time. I dropped the bike in front of the gate and rush up the stairs. Desperate and full of emotions. If someone steals my brother's bike—I'll buy him a new one.

Knowing that Lucas is the only one home tonight, I don't hesitate to do both knocking, and ringing the doorbell. I was told by Lucas earlier tonight, that Marie was in New York helping to decorate his apartment, so I don't worry about the loud noise that I'm creating.

Within a minute, I see the living room lights come on. Cheyenne? What are you doing here? Is everything okay? He asks. And a big yawn follows. I throw my arms around him and begin to cry. I love you Lucas! I love you so much and I want to be with you. Cheyenne— Calm down. He says in a low tone. I can't Lucas. And I don't care who fucking hears me. I just want to be with you, baby. Only you. Im sobbing like a fucking baby now but I can't help it.

Cheyenne—I'm leaving in a ten hours. He said as he pulled away from me. I know you are Lucas, and I wont stop you, but I had to let you know how I feel. And I'm sorry for being such a mess. I just continue to go back and forth, and I'm sure you think that I must have a screw loose in my head. Lucas grabs me by the chin and chuckles. Please don't laugh at me, Lucas. I'm already too embarrassed about my behavior. There's no need to be embarrassed, baby. This has been hard for us both, and we've both said things that we shouldn't have. You called me baby. I look up and say. And the tears begin to flow once more.

Lucas closes the door behind me and pushes me up against it, wiping the tears away with his thumb. Sssh.... It's ok baby—it's ok. He says in a tone not much over a whisper. I love when he does this. When he calms me down with his words as he caresses my face. So you really want to be with me? He asks as a single tear falls down his cheek. Always. I answered. And I crash my mouth onto his, and kiss him as though my life depended on it. Our kisses are desperate but full of passion as he tightly grips my shirt on the sides, and I grip the hair on the back of his head. How did I ever survive without kissing these lips the past forty eight days? How was I able to go about my day without his touch?

Please tell me I'm not dreaming. Lucas whispers in my ear. I bring my mouth to his bare chest and place a single kiss on his soft skin, then I bring my mouth to his bottom lip and bite down. A little harder than usual. Ouch! He says as he pulls away. I could have pinched your arm to assure you that this wasn't a dream, but biting down on your lip seemed like a better option. I tell him. A big smile takes over his face, and he comes back in for another kiss. Take me to your bed. I demand. And he obliges.

Lucas wasted no time as he gripped the back of my thighs and lifted me up. I quickly wrap my legs around his torso, and continue enjoying his mouth and tongue, as he walks us both up the stairs. The moment we entered his room, I assumed that Lucas would place me onto the bed, but he didn't. He had other plans and I couldn't wait to see and feel all that he would do to me.

Lucas lowers me down on the floor, right by the foot of the bed, and begins to slowly remove my shirt and bra. I've missed your soft skin baby. Lucas says in such a deep breathy tone that it sends chills down my spine. At first, he begins to suck on my nipples—gently and slowly, and I could easily buckle from the incredible sensation. After a minute, he pulls away and begins to unbutton my jeans. As soon as they fell down to my ankles, I step away from them. I'm not embarrassed to be standing here, wearing nothing but my panties as Lucas steps back and fully takes me in. Not anymore.

Mmm—I've missed you so fucking much baby. He says. And bites the corner of his bottom lip as he caressed my hips. I'm not sure what he has planned, but whatever it is, something tells me that he wants to take his time doing it. You're mine Cheyenne. Do you understand that? All fucking mine! He proclaimed as he ran his fingertips up and down my arms. His claiming words and seductive blue eyes causes my pussy to moisten, and I quickly take the opportunity to place his hand on my wetness. I want him to see what his words do to me. I need him to know that I'm desperate and ready to have him inside of me.

Fuck Cheyenne! You're always so fucking ready for me, aren't you? He whispered into my ear as he continued to rub my pussy in a back and forth motion. I can feel the wetness drip down my legs and my head falls back as I struggle to keep my knees from giving up on me. Oh Lucas! I moan in pleasure as I palm his cock and gently give it a squeeze. Mmm—I've missed the way that Lucas touches me, and the way his words make my insides tingle.

Take me to your bed. I finally beg, and he shushes me with a finger on my lips. Lucas lifts me up, holding on to me so tightly, and the feeling of his bare skin on mine again, makes me want to cry. I missed him so much.

When he finally lays me down, he takes a few steps back and stares at me. Im laying in nothing but my black satin panties and I do my best to look sexy for him as laid on his cotton sheets. There's so many things that I want to do to you, baby. So many fucking things! He confesses. But right now—I'm going to make love to you until the fucking sun lights up the skies, and then I'm going to hold you until I run out of time. Time is definitely ticking for us, but I don't want to think of what will happen in ten hours from now. I just want to make love to Lucas over and over again until that sun peers through the curtains.