Lucille's pov I lean against the door my fingers on my lips thinking about the way he kissed me. Held me. No. Stop. He belongs to Grace. My best friend! For fucks sake! I sigh and head upstairs and undress seeing Tristan isn't here as usual. Not seeing him stops me from wanting to cut his throat open and ruin what little bit of a life I have left now. I make sure to hide the dress knowing he won't ever go in the attic. Tommy comes to mind again. His lips on mines the way he holds and looks at me. How we've come to a routine with Charlie now.
Shit.
Tommys pov It's been days. She hardly holds conversation anymore. I've hardly seen her honestly. She cares for Charlie and heads out once I'm home. I miss her. More than I thought I would. Grace still tries with me. But I just...can't. Not with Lucy on my mind at all times, and the way I feel for her now. I've come to care deeply about her in our time together. I walk in and she sends me a smile "I'll be-" I stop her my hand around her wrist. I take her touch in like an addict.fuck.
I turn to her "stay" she replies "we both know that's not a good idea Tommy" I pull her to me "we both know we feel this love. Why are you denying us of this?" "You're my best friends husband. I'm engaged" she lists. I stroke her cheek gently and breathe her in. Our noses and foreheads touching. "I don't love grace. I can hardly say I even care about her. Tristan is a prick that doesn't deserve you. At all. He deserves a slow death. Feel us love" my hands roaming and her breath catches in her throat "Tommy" she sighs. As I trail my lips to her neck. Her hand in my hair "what do you want Lucy? I won't touch you again, or talk of this attraction and pull if you tell me to leave ya alone right now. Tell me you don't feel this and I'm insane. Tell me what you want" I tell her kissing up her neck to return to my previous spot.
"It's not right Tommy. What I want is wrong." She says. "What they don't know won't hurt them. Let me have and hold ya Lucy" I beg. She says "I can't. She's my best friend" she's so loyal. To a fault. Grace hardly even sees her now. Leaving her to basically mother Charlie while shes....I don't even know or care what. I can see how it's hurting her to say the words. I can see the yearning for me. "Then tell me to fuck off. Tell me you don't want me too. Tell me I don't mean shit to you." I reply.
She replies "I....I can't" I tell her "have me or release me. I won't know peace knowing you feel the same. Tell me you hate me and never want to see me again. That this...isn't real. That it's a mistake. That I'm insane for thinking we could have something. Tell me you don't feel excitement and lust at my touches. Tell me you feel nothing. We can't do both. Don't think about anything else but us. Fuck everything else. This is us. Just us."
She kisses me and I melt into her affection. It's a heated and passionate kiss. We strip one another and I lay her on the couch below me and she sighs "Tommy" as I suckle at her breasts. Leaving my mark. I kiss down her body kissing every freckle, beauty mark, scar. I make it to her cunt burying my head between her milky and slightly thick thighs. Gripping them as I lick through her wet folds. She moans and tugs at my hair as I suckle at her clit and she spasms "Tommy!" I put my hand on her mouth and kiss up her body and mutter "Charlie's asleep" she kisses me softly humming at her own taste "he tends to sleep heavily" I nod and ask "are you sure love? I know what you been through I don't want ya to do this if you're not sure" she kisses me "fuck me like you mean it Tommy" oh fuck.
I spit onto my cock stroking it grunting as I slide it down her clit and to her weeping hole before thrusting inside of her. She sucks in a bit of air at the intrusion. She sighs out "fuck" as I fill her completely. I let her adjust cursing "so fucking tight Lucy" kissing those fucking lips of hers. Picking a pace and she moans "god!" As I make her quiver I pant "no god. Just me" kissing her.
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She suddenly flips us over my cock falling out of her but I sit up and kiss her guiding her back on. I feel her hands wonder as I caress her face and kiss her guiding her
She bounces on me perfectly. I eye the clock seeing Grace said she's going to be home for lunch. That's if she remembers. I don't care. I suck marks into her chest snapping my hips to hers sinking my cock deeper. She moans "Tommy!" I chuckle "cum for me. Let me see ya cum pretty girl" kissing her softly. She grasps onto my shoulders leaving nail marks no doubt. I circle my thumb at her clit. Making her tighten as I bounce her and thrust my cock deeper within her walls. Spearing her perfectly. Making me have to swallow her moans with a kiss as she spasms and cums. God she looks so fucking pretty when she cums. I save this to memory.
I keep moving and she mutters "Tommy" I kiss her gently "I know love. Let me cum yeah? Then we can be done" she nods and pushes me back so my back is against the back of the couch and starts to ride me. I curse "fuck you you got a perfect cunt" feeling her shutter and squeeze tightly as she orgasms once more. She keeps going though. I let go and grunt "shit" feeling how much warmer her cunt is now that she's been filled by me. She stops and kisses me. She lifts off of me but I keep her on my lap "doin this all backwards it seems. Be mine?" She replies "I wouldn't have let this happen if I wasn't going to agree to it. But we have to tell Grace and...try to get around the other obstacle" Tristan. I kiss her gently "don't worry about that asshole love. I swear nothin will happen to you" she nods and kisses me "I feel terrible...Grace is-" I cut her off "using you as a maid love. Taking advantage. That ain't a real friend" Grace said she'd watch Charlie as she should be. But I came home to see Lucy here with him. On her days off. Grace never said where she was going just that she needed that 'favor' and it's happened a few times. She's taking advantage of you. That's not a true friend"
She replies "Grace is the only" she's never made any other friends but Grace. And if she did they died trying to help her get away from Tristan and that deal. Fuck. I kiss her "my brothers seem to think they're your friends" she chuckles "I suppose they are" I say "you're not alone Lucy. We will figure this out" she nods "okay"
