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Twenty-Nine

Nikki pulls him onto her on the couch, pulling his lips against hers as he groans. He pushes his body firmly against hers, pushing her into the couch as his hands traveled up her bare back under his shirt she wore.

"God, I missed you," he moans against her mouth as she parts her legs to wrap around him.

She groans, pushing against his chest as he grunts before pulling away to sit on the couch. "Not here. That's weird." She smiles as he chuckles, pulling her onto his lap. "What are you doing here?"

He wraps his arms around her on his lap as she rests her head on his chest. "I missed you terribly. And after yesterday, I just knew I needed to see you. I got the first plane I could get after I hung up with you." He kisses the top of her head as she closes her eyes.

"I missed you too, Luke. How can we do this if you have to leave for filming?" She lifts her up to him. "What if your career brings you here to America?"

"Doll... angel... calm down. We'll work it out. Even if I come here to film something, France and Paris will always be my home. You will always be my home." He grabs her waist to adjust her so she's straddling him before he grabs her face in both hands. "I've only been here for five minutes. Why don't we just breathe, okay?"

"Okay," she chuckles, biting her lip. "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry. But..." He looks around the apartment before glancing down to where her nipples peeked out of the shirt. "If you don't want to have sex here, come back to my hotel room with me. And then we can come back here, and I'll buy you girls dinner. But right now, I need you," he breathes softly against her mouth as she moans, closing the distance to crush her mouth against his.

"Okay, okay." She groans, leaping to her feet as he laughs. "Give me a few minutes to change."

***

"I'm glad you wore a dress," Lucas whispers in her ear as he stands behind her and leans down to kiss her shoulder in the elevator. He runs his hand up her inner thigh under her skirt as she gasps. "And no underwear."

"Luke..." she whimpers, leaning back against him as he gently runs his middle finger along her wet pussy, inserting it slowly as she closes her eyes, resting her head back on his shoulder.

He chuckles as she jumps slightly when the elevator doors open, and he pulls his hand from her. She watches him bring his middle finger to his mouth as he grabs her hand with his free one. "I missed your taste."

She giggles as he wraps his arms around her from behind as he leads her to his room. As soon as they get inside, she turns back to him to push him against the door, kissing him hard as he moans against her.

He groans, pulling his shirt off before wrapping his arms around her, lifting her to turn and pin her against the wall hard as she grunts against his mouth. He pins her against the wall with his chest as he undoes his pants quickly, pushing them down only far enough to pull his cock out.

She throws her head back against the wall as he wraps an arm around her again as he guides her onto his cock slowly, both of them moaning at the feeling of her enveloping him. "Luke... fuck," she whimpers, breathing heavy against his mouth.

"I know... God!" He slams his fist against the wall just before thrusting into her hard, his movements speeding up slightly as her eyes flutter, her breathy little moans filling the room.

"Bed Luke, slow down."

He groans but nods, carrying her to the end of the bed where he sets her on her feet and pulling her dress up and off. He bites his lip, stifling a moan at her standing in front of him naked as he quickly loses his pants and underwear before lifting her back to him. This time he lays her down on the bed, kissing her slowly. He kisses down her chin and neck to the base of her throat as she groans, arching up into his touch. He brings his hands up to her breasts, cupping them both in his hands as he runs his thumbs over the nipples, kissing down between them.

"Okay... not that slow. I need to feel you. Please, Luke."

He pulls away with a chuckle. "Do you want to do this?"

"God, yes." She grins, pushing him onto his back as she straddles him. He hisses, digging his hands into the bedspread as she lowers herself onto him.

"Fuck! That's my girl..." he moans as she giggles, resting her hands on his chest as she moves on him slowly. She takes him all the way to the tip before sinking back down on him, his small moans driving her crazy as she tries to prolong the impending orgasm.

She sits fully on him, grinding against him as he groans, his hands digging into her thighs. "You feel so good."

He watches the flush in her cheeks travel down her chest as her breasts bounce with every movement. "Me? Fuck woman. I need you to come on my cock." He smiles at her small giggle, his favorite sound in the world, as she leans forward slightly to grind on him harder.

She smiles as he groans, whining as he bites his lip, trying to hold back for her. She swallows hard, leaning back once more, grabbing his hands, linking their fingers to keep her balance.

"Yes!" He watches the pleasure wash over her, her mouth parting as she gasps before moaning as her body convulses on him. He grips her hands firmly, digging his heels into the bed as his own orgasm travels down his stomach to the base of his cock as his balls draw up. "Fuuuck!" Moans and pants fill the room just before she collapses on his chest, and he wraps his arms around her. "I wasn't going to last much longer." He groans softly, feeling her still contracting and pulsing around him.

She sighs softly as he turns to lay her on her back, grabbing her chin as he tilts her mouth up to his. "I love you." She brings her hand up to his cheek as he smiles, kissing her once more before lying beside her.

"I love you, angel." He pulls her to his chest, wrapping both arms firmly around her as they both fall into the best sleep they've had in almost two weeks.