Bravo 🤍

Eleven

Luke grins, undressing as he watches Nikki drop her dress to the floor. He steps toward her in only his underwear, stopping her before she can remove her bra. "That's for me."

"French, Lucas... rappelles toi?"

"Vous êtes si belle." He takes his time, pulling out her hair pins to let her hair fall onto her shoulders, running his fingers through her hair as she stared up at him. He begins to whisper in French too quiet and too fast for Nikki to understand as he unhooks her bra, dropping it to the floor. His large warm hands graze down her arms as he keeps his eyes on hers.

"Luke... touches moi." She whimpers as he chuckles, dipping down to kiss her as he cups her breasts, and she pushes into his touch. His lips graze her neck, nipping as she moans, and he pushes her back toward the bed. He nudges her onto the bed, following her as she crawls backward to rest her head on the pillow.

Her eyes travel down his chest to his cock as he drops his underwear to the floor. He smirked running his hands up her legs to her thighs as he moved to kneel between her legs. Her thighs quivered under his touch as he gripped them, moving them to the apex. He hooks his thumbs into her panties, pulling them off slowly. He groans, muttering in French as he hovers over her, resting on his hands.

"Baise-moi, Lucas. S'il vois plait," she begs as he lines his cock at her entrance, rubbing his shaft along her wetness. "Luke!"

"Shh," he smirks, groaning as he hovers his mouth over hers. "You're so wet and warm..."

Nikki gasps as he eases himself into her. "Oh god!"

"Mon Dieu," he corrects, linking his fingers in hers as he pins them above her head. He begins slow movements as he watches her head throw back, eyes fluttering as she moans softly.

She groans, pushing against him as he grabs her waist, laying on his back to pull her on top of him. She continues the movements, stroking his cock with her pussy as he groans. She leans back, resting her hands on his thighs and he watches her.

"Oh putain..." he moans loudly, watching her breasts before bringing his hands up to grab them, running his thumbs along her nipples.

"Lucas..." Nikki pants as he pinches them gently, sending shockwaves straight to her pussy, causing her to tighten around him. "Putain!"

"Fuck, doll. Be quiet!" Lucas sits up with an arm around her back, his other hand on her mouth. "You're going to wake up the whole house."

She giggles slightly against his hand as he removes it. "Sorry, you feel so good."

"I know." He groans, gripping her tighter. "Come quietly, doll. I thought of this so many times," he whispers, pulling her down on his cock harder.

"I'm going t—"

Lucas cuts her off, placing his hand back over her mouth as he pins her onto her back just as he feels her body tense and quiver under him as the orgasm rocks through her. "Je t'aime," he whispers against her mouth before crushing his mouth to hers just as he feels his own release.

She whimpers under him as he stills, linking their hands to pin above her head once more. "What did you say?" Her heart beats erratically against her ribcage at his declaration as he grins above her.

"You said you want to talk about how I feel. I think I'm in love with you, Nikki. And I've dreamt of having you here in my bed so many times. And..." he looks down to where they are still connected, "I'm still fucking hard. Again?"

"Allons-y." She giggles softly as he chuckles, thrusting into her slowly as she whimpers.

***

Lucas rolls over to find Nikki asleep on her stomach as the sun from the window dance across the creamy skin on her bare back. He moans softly, leaning over to gently lay kisses between her shoulder blades. She whimpers in her sleep as he presses his naked body against hers, kissing up to her neck. He runs his fingers gently down her back to her ass, gripping as she pushes it into his hand.

"Luke..." She pushes into his touch as she feels his hard cock pressing against her side. "You Frenchmen and your libidos."

He laughs, moving between her legs, lifting her hips to him as he thrusts into her from behind. "If you don't want it, tell me to stop and I will." They both groan as she leans up on her hands, pushing back against him. "Bonne fille."

She moans at his praise as he runs his hands up her back, gently raking his fingertips back down. He wraps an arm around her waist, pressing his middle finger to her clit as he places his other hand in the middle of her back, pushing her flush to the bed. "Mon Dieu, Luke..."

"I know, doll." He grabs her hand, pressing his lips to her shoulder, up to her neck. "Come with me," he pants, rubbing her clit as she moans too loudly. He laughs, releasing her hand to press over her mouth. "Quietly..." he warns, thrusting into her harder. "What was it you said? Fuck me harder? Is that what you want, poupette?"

She moans against his hand, nodding as he complies. He watches her eyes flutter, her hands digging into the bed. He curses as he feels her grip his cock tightly just before he feels his balls draw up, releasing deep inside her.

He smiles when she whimpers as he releases her, trailing kisses along her spine before laying on his back. "We should probably shower and get dressed."

"Luke..." She rolls over to lay across his chest. "I love you too."

Lucas sighs, relieved as he flips her onto her back, kissing her. "We should get out of bed while I still have the will to do so."

She giggles, running her fingers through his hair. "I know."

***

"You almost missed breakfast," Marie teases as Nikki and Lucas make it down to the kitchen.

Lucas laughs as Nikki blushes, kissing her cheek. "Sorry, we were up late... talking," Nikki offers as there is a scoff behind them.

François enters the kitchen with a scowl. "Right, talking."

Nikki groans, as she brings her hands up to her face. Lucas laughs again, "I told you to be quieter."

"Oh god!"

"There was a lot of God in the house, that's for sure," François teases, nudging her shoulder as she drops her hands.

"I'm really sorry."

"It's fine, I just may have to vacate the room beside yours tonight." François waves his hand dismissively, not looking at them.

Lucas smirks as she shakes her head in embarrassment. "Any luck I could get you to keep this now?" He opens the box with her necklace as she sighs, closing it and pushing it back to him.

"I can't it knowing how expensive it is now. I'm sorry, Luke."

He sighs, opening his mouth to say something before there is a knock on the front door. "I'll get that. We'll talk more about this later."

"Whatever." She chuckles as Marie hooks her arm in Nikki's, leading her to the foyer to find a girl kissing Lucas at the front door before he pushes her away.

The girl steps back, looking around Lucas at Nikki as they both scoff, speaking in unison, "what is she doing here?"