Nikki brings her hand up to the door to knock just before it opens to Lucas smiling at her. "Hi."
Lucas pulls her inside his apartment and shuts the door. "Hi." He helps her remove her jacket, displaying a black sundress that buttoned down the front. He takes a deep breath, turning away from her to place the jacket on the hook beside the door. "Before we talk about anything else, I have to ask you something."
"Sam?" She asks as he turns back to her with a chuckle.
"Well, yeah. You guys seemed, close."
She sighs, nodding. "We have become fast friends. And before you ask, yes, we have slept together. No, we didn't sleep together last night. He only walked me home. I don't want to be with him, and he knows this."
"Good enough." He sighs relieved and grabs her hand. "Close your eyes. I want to show you something."
"Isn't that a bit of a contradiction. I want to show you something but close your eyes."
He laughs, squeezing her hand tighter before she sighs and complies, closing her eyes. He leads her out onto the patio, positioning her in front of a small couch. He nudges her, forcing her to sit before walking around behind her. He leans down and rests his hands on her shoulders. "Open your eyes, doll."
Nikki gasps as she opens her eyes to find the Eiffel Tower in front of her as she sits on his patio. "Oh my god, Luke, it's beautiful."
"I know." He nuzzles her neck, running his nose from her shoulder, up to her ear. "I sit here every morning and imagine sitting here with you, enjoying the sunrise with our tea and coffee."
"You do?" She asks as he comes around to kneel in front of her, his hand on the couch on either side of her lap.
He rests his head on her lap as she runs her fingers through his hair. "Yes. Every morning since I moved in. I'm sorry, Nikki. For everything. I just..." He lifts his head to look at her, gripping the sides of her thighs. "I need you, Nik. I crave you." His voice is pleading as he leans back, running his hands down her legs. He grabs her right foot first, removing her sandal, setting it gently on the ground before doing the same with her left shoe.
"Lucas..." she moans as he runs his hands back up her legs, this time under her dress.
"Unbutton your dress."
She doesn't hesitate, unbuttoning her dress as Lucas leans forward to press his lips to her neck. He leaves a line of heat as he moves his mouth down, following her buttons. He kisses her belly button, grabbing her hips as he pulls her to the edge of the couch, taking off the rest of the buttons quickly as Nikki grips the seat of the couch. She gasps as he grips her underwear, ripping them on the sides and pulling them away from her to toss onto the ground.
Lucas moans, gripping her thighs as she whimpered. He kisses up her thighs, leaving small bites. He glances up at her, watching her finishing undressing as she shrugs off her dress before pulling off her bra. He groans, running his tongue along her wetness before sealing his mouth over her clit.
"Oh god!" She grips his hair as he plunges two fingers into her, wasting no more time, making her eyes flutter.
Lucas presses his free hand against her chest as she breathes heavily, moaning softly with every exhale. She grips his hair tighter, her moans growing louder, her chest heaving. He moans against her just as she throws her head back and her orgasm rocks through her. He pulls back, pulling his shirt off his head as he watches her try and catch her breath. "You're so beautiful with that pretty pink tinge of arousal on your skin." He leans toward her as she giggles, and he wraps his arms around her. "Wrap yourself around me, doll. Allons-y."
She squeals as he lifts her up, standing as he carries her back inside to the bedroom. He sets her on her feet and begins to undo his pants as she falls to her knees in front of him, pulling his pants and underwear down quickly as his cock springs free.
She grins, gripping his already throbbing cock in her hand. Lucas's own eyes flutter as he feels her warm mouth wrap around him. He tosses his head back, parting his mouth as he stares at the ceiling, gripping her hair gently as she begins to bob on his cock. He groans, looking down to watch it disappear, in and out as she locks eyes with him. Her jade eyes are darkened, pupils blown as her fingers dig into his thighs. He whimpers lightly as she pulls on his foreskin with her teeth, pulling her mouth off his cock. He pulls her to her feet, lifting her as she wraps herself around him once more as he crawls onto the bed, laying her on her back.
He presses just the tip inside her and pulling out again, teasing them both as she whines, grabbing her breasts, "please..."
He plunges deep into her, both of them gasping in sharply as she grips him from base to tip. "Dieu..." he hisses leaning down over her, beginning to thrust into her slowly. "I never needed anyone as badly as I need you, doll."
She whimpers her response as he links their hands, pinning her arms above her head and kissing her hard. She bucks against him with each thrust of his pelvis, building the pressure in each of them. "Lucas... god, I missed you."
He smiles against her skin, kissing down her neck and to her chest. He drags his hands down her arms as she whimpers, arching her back into his touch. He flicks his tongue over her left nipple, rolling it around the nipple. She wrings her fingers through his hair on the back of his head, keeping his mouth on her as he nips at her nipple before sucking it into his pop, pulling back with a loud 'pop'.
Her moans begin to move closer together as he moves to do the same thing on her right nipple, Nikki panting above him loudly. "Plus fort," she gasps out as Lucas thrusts into her harder.
"Say you're mine, Nik. Tell me you're mine," he moans hovering his mouth inches from hers, her moans getting louder. "Say it, doll."
"I'm yours," she whimpers, grabbing his back as he smiles.
"Bonne fille, Nik. Hold your breath... come with me."
She groans as he nods his encouragement. She takes a deep breath as he smiles, doing the same. She whimpers, clenching her jaw as she locks eyes with Lucas. He watches her eyes widen as her body quivers underneath him as she throws her mouth open, gasping loudly. She moans, yelling and thrashing under him as he watches the orgasm rip through her. He kisses her neck, nuzzling that perfect spot between her collar and jaw, releasing deep inside her as she grips him tightly.
"Perfect..." he pants, kissing every inch of her he can reach as she tries to catch her breath. He finally rolls onto his back beside her, resting his hand on her still shaking leg. "I'm going to talk while you come down." He smiles at the ceiling as she giggles beside him, grabbing his hand. "I have trouble with communication. And our language barrier doesn't help all the time. But please, believe me when I say that you are my first and only choice, Nik." He rolls onto his side to stare at her, running his fingers through her hair as she turns her head toward him. "I only want you. Just give me a chance to prove that to you."
"I want to believe you, Luke, I really do. But I'm scared. I have trouble trusting, and you've already burned me twice."
"Ugh... I know!" He moves to hover over her. "I know. But try, please. Give me a chance, doll. I promise that I won't let you down."
She watches him as his sighs, staring back at her. She brings her hand up to his cheek. "The stubble really is something." He grins, his dimples on display as she chuckles. "I missed your smile."
"Me too, doll." He glances up at the clock on the nightstand before leaping off the bed as she laughs, watching him. "Come on. We're going to be late."
"Late for what?"
"It's your birthday, you thought we would spend all day in bed?" He teases, pulling his underwear and jeans back on. "Get dressed." She scoffs, but he watches her smirk as she stands, walking to the bathroom as she sways her hips, making him groan.
"I don't have any underwear," she proclaims, biting her lip as she steps out of the bathroom, seeing Lucas enter with her dress and bra from the patio.
"Right... guess you just don't have to wear any." He winks at her as she rolls her eyes and begins to get dressed.
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