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Missed - Luke Hemmings

From the outside you and your boyfriend Luke appear to be a normal couple. Sure, with you working as a lawyer and him owning the largest bank of the country it was a fair assumption to guess he was considerably well off and you could manage on your own.
But it isn't a rare occasion that you'd get home to see a magazine with Luke's face plastered across the cover with his signature smirk and trademark rings wrapped around his muscled fingers. When he got home, usually around half an hour after you, he'd roll up the magazine and throw it in your direction.
He'd wait until you unraveled it and complimented him before sliding along the sofa and slinging an arm around you, murmuring words like I was thinking of you the entire shoot, baby, and I know how much my rings turn you on, darling.
Usually it only takes a few of his lowered words to make you weak at the knees. It's just something about the sultry tone and the way his words drip from his tongue that never fails to bring a flush to your cheeks and a throbbing in your stomach.
"Are you going to be a good girl whilst daddy's away?"
You nod your head dutifully as your eyes flicker across his appearance.
Prepared for travel, Luke's wearing his signature sunglasses, a relaxed shirt and his tie is hanging loosely around his neck. The small travel suitcase beside his feet fills you with sadness. You don't want him to go.
"Hmm? Is something wrong, sweetie?"
You blink a few times before addressing his question. "I'll just miss you." The words, although hushed and breathy, have multiple meanings. Luke sighs and reaches forward to encircle your hips with his strong arms, gently tugging you closer.
"I'll miss you too, baby. But it's only for a week and then I'll be right back by your side, okay?" You close your eyes and lean against his sturdy chest, taking the opportunity to inhale his expensive scent.
Luke crinkles his nose and gently pushes you away, his sparkling eyes glinting in the twilight. "Did you just sniff me?" He asks, a twang of humour spiking his words. You blush, a little embarrassed, but nod anyway. Luke looks lost for words, and luckily for him the car ordered to take him to the airport screeches up the driveway before he has a chance to answer.
"Be good while I'm away, okay?" Instead of responding with words, you lean up and press your lips to his, Luke's scruffy beard scratching across the bottom of your chin. The burning sensation inflicted by his loose hair is not something you're unused to, in fact at this very moment you shift in discomfort, feeling the slight burn between your thighs.
"I'll be back before you know it, gorgeous." Luke's lips press against your forehead before he turns and walks towards the car. You watch on in a dull silence as he blows you kisses and gets into the black box, the wheels almost immediately turning and driving him away.
Sadly, you turn and stalk inside your shared mansion, slamming the door behind you. Whenever Luke leaves you always get irreversibly grumpy.
The rest of the week flies by. Luke left on Tuesday and now it's Saturday. You'd been trapped in meetings as well as defending in court, all combining to amount to a stressful few days. All you want to do is storm home and have Luke take you in the most intimate way possible.
Too bad he's away.
You're lying on your bed, feet tangled together with your favourite pair of silk pyjamas, a gift from Luke after a particularly raucous night. The redness between your thighs is only just beginning to fade. Wistfully you trace your fingers along the sensitive skin, reminiscing on how amazing Luke's tongue felt as it lapped over your clit, sucking out the sweet juices and bringing wave after wave of pleasure over your body.
It's so tempting to let your fingers slip, push them a little higher and let them fall beneath the waistband of your panties. If you weren't so accustomed to Luke's rules you would. But alas, you're fully aware of his views on you pleasuring yourself when he's away. Kitten, I'm the only one who should have access to your princess parts, and I don't want them being touched when I'm away.
You sigh and roll over to your stomach, reaching for your laptop to get some emails done. You've been busy all day catching up with projects and chasing up a few lazy employees and now all you want to do is rest, but no, there's always more work to be tackled.
It gets to around half eleven and you're about to call it a night and sleep when an incoming Skype call blares up on your screen. You blink blearily and fix your hair before hastily clicking accept.
"Hey, babygirl." Your mouth splits into a smile and you give Luke a weak wave. The dark circles beneath his eyes hint the exhaustion and you find yourself yearning to trace a finger along the scruff of his jawline.
"Evening, Lukey." After assessing his surroundings you deduce he's in a dimly lit hotel room, his upper torso completely bare. His laugh crinkles down the line and you find yourself subconsciously twirling a piece of hair around your polished finger.
"Have you had a good week, love?" You bite the inside of your cheek and shake your head. "It's been too long and I miss you." Your eyebrows furrow together as you blink back a forming film of tears.
"I miss you too, honeypie. Can you do something for me?" You nod firmly, wondering what it could be and if it's completely necessary at this hour.
"Go into the closet, there should be a box at the top with some new toys." A prick of excitement rushes through you and you immediately shuffle off the bed, taking extra care to shake your ass in front of the webcam.
After rummaging through the top of the wardrobe for a second you find the box he's referring to and swiftly pull it from a shelf. You hurry back to the bed and place it beside you, crossing your legs and readjusting the camera so Luke can still see you.
"Open it and bring out the pink one and the lube." A shudder passes down your spine and you pull out the unfamiliar toy, a small wetness already beginning to pool between your legs.
Your eyes widen as you take it in. It's bigger than anything you've used before and hooks a little at the end, presumably so it hits the deepest spots. It has a secondary lump which you guess is there to vibrate against your clit.
"I bought this so I could let you cum even when I'm not here. Does that sound okay?" His pearly teeth catch his pump lower lip, focusing primarily on the spike metal pierced through the puffy lip.
"It sounds great. But what about you, daddy?" You flutter your eyelashes, knowing how turned on it makes him. "I dealt with myself in the shower. Now's just about you, darling. Do you want to strip down for me?"
You nod enthusiastically and Luke laughs adoringly. He's missed you more than he'd care to admit.
You start by peeling your silken pyjama top over your head, surprising Luke by your lack of bra. "Fuck- they look so good." You blush and hook your fingers around the delicate waistband of the shorts. Teasingly, you roll them down your soft legs, a stream of air washing against your dripping core.
"No panties either! You're such a bad girl, so dirty for daddy." You gulp before smiling a timid grin. A part of you was banking on him calling so you shaved especially. He instructs you to pour the lube over the head of the toy so you follow as instructed, listening in to his scandalous words.
"I got off in the shower thinking of you. Actually, it was the memory of the night before I left. Do you remember? I'm sure you do, I can see those scratch marks in between your thighs. I bet you like them, hmm? Do you like the burning feeling you get when my tongue presses against you?"
You stifle a moan, feeling yourself getting wetter just from his words.
"I love the way you throb when I'm inside you. And fuck, you taste so good." Luke screws his eyes closed and enjoys the images of your quivering body pressed tightly to his.
You lie back, pushing the laptop so he gets a complete view of your spread body, and begin to run the toy up and down your core, a gentle pulsation echoing through your core when you press against your hardened clit.
"Slide it inside for me, honey. Pretend it's daddy's cock, all ready to pound into you." You groan at his words and slowly begin to inch the dildo inside, the lube helping to get it in all the way.
"I'm gonna switch it on now, okay? Keep telling me how it feels." You swallow and nod as the go-ahead before waiting for him to fiddle around with the controller. Halfway around the world and he still has control over your body.
You gasp and immediately grab a handful of the bedsheets, gritting your teeth in an attempt to keep your back from arching.
"And it's only on the lower setting, babe." The tender vibrations rock through your body from all angles. It feels so good contracting against your inner walls, and the muscled vibrations against your clit send you wild.
"Sh-shit, Luke."
The moment you say his name the vibrations double, causing an overwhelming warmth to begin to form inside you. "What did you call me?" Your eyes widen as you realise your mistake.
"'M s-sorry, daddy, didn't mean to." You can barely think straight as he enjoys playing around with the buttons, watching the movements in your face as he cranks up the vibrations.
"You're not allowed to cum until I tell you." The groan that escapes you sounds strangely animalistic. Luke notices the sheen of sweat building across your heaving skin and grins. This is how he likes you; exposed, breathless, and begging.
"Please, daddy." The words part from your lips before you know what you're wanting. Everything just feels like a cloud of foggy pleasure. "What do you want, princess? C'mon, use your words."
You bite down on your lip as the vibrations change pace for the seventh time in one minute. "I d-don't know."
Luke lets out a laugh and rolls his eyes, changing the settings so it's kept on a steady level. "Are you almost there for me, honey?" You moan, curling your toes as the vibrations rocket through you.
He keeps you teetering on the edge for a painstaking amount of time before granting the thing you desire the most. "Cum for me, kitten."
You walls tighten around the vibrator as you cry out, scrunching your eyes together and letting every muscle in your body tense. The orgasm lasts for around fifteen seconds, every moment that passes only adding to the mountain of exploding nerves.
After your body relaxes down, Luke carefully turns off the vibrations and you reach down to pull the vibe from deep within you, wincing slightly as it stimulates your sensitive core once more.
"Was that okay, babe?" You toss the vibe to the side and lie back, your chest rising and falling as you struggle to get your heart back to normal.
"Fucking amazing." You state bluntly. Luke laughs and runs a hand through his hair before stifling a yawn. "You were so good for daddy, but now I need to get some sleep. I love you."
You blush and return the words before closing down the call and passing out in your bed, the land of dreams greeting you the second you close your eyes.

By the time Tuesday rolls around you're practically counting down the moments until you can see Luke again. Your relationship, although confusing to some, works seamlessly with the both of you and the want to feel him against your skin- even in an innocent fashion, is overpowering.
After shouting at an attorney and managing to win the case you've been working on for the past month, you gather together your stuff and leave work a little earlier than normal. You already know he's home, courtesy of a loving text informing you of the fact, and you're practically shaking from the promise of seeing him soon.
The second you roll up to the driveway to see it empty, a smirk crosses your face. Luke had hired a housekeeper, a lovely elder called Agnes, but he always makes sure to dismiss her if he's planning anything spontaneous so she doesn't accidentally walk in on anything. The absence of her car indicates Luke has an idea.
"Luke? I'm home!" You call through the house as you shrug off an expensive fur jacket. You slip from your shoes and furrow your eyebrows together as you hear a loud crash from upstairs.
Shaking your head, you quickly climb the carpeted staircase and pace into your bedroom. The laugh falls from your lips before you can stop it.
"What are you doing?" Luke looks around, his cheeks flushing a deep pink as soon as he realises how weird his position is.
He's currently balancing on top of your bed, his socked feet clinging to the sheets with his hands in the air. He waves a screwdriver in your direction before returning to the light.
"Are you...Are you trying to fit a chandelier?" You ask in astonishment, taking stock of the lengthy instruction booklet and the various power tools laying around the room.
"You're not meant to be home yet..." Luke carefully climbs off the bed and reaches forward to bring you into a hug, his scent washing over you. "But I'm glad you're here anyway." He adds before pressing his lips against yours in a sweet kiss.
You're about to reconnect your lips when you notice something going on behind him. "How well do you have that thing secured?" The way in which the sparkling chandelier sways above your bed doesn't reassure you of his handyman abilities.
"I followed all the steps and it should be fine. I wanted to surprise you! I know how long you've wanted one and I-"
A giant crash echoes across the room as the light tumbles from the ceiling. As his initial reaction Luke throws himself on top of you, thus causing you to tumble to the ground.
A silence falls across the room.
"Are you okay?" Luke elevates himself onto his elbows and quickly looks around to take in the shattered fragments of glass spread across the room.
Luckily for him he's managed to avoid any of the sharp material.
"I'm fine, are you alright?" He helps you to your feet and you loop your arms around his waist in a comforting manner. He nods wordlessly.
"Maybe next time you should leave it to the electricians? But it was a very thoughtful gift so thank you very much." You tug the parts of his hair just behind his neck and Luke turns to smile at you, his professional demeanour completely gone.
"Seeing you through the screen was hot, princess, but being with you is even better." Luke leads you from the room, his signature smirk radiating from him.
No words have to be exchanged for you to know exactly what he's thinking. The bed may be unusable but that doesn't mean there aren't other places around the house that can be used.
"Horny bastard." You poke with a giggle. Luke's hands are already working on the buttons of your shirt as he lets out a beautifully deep laugh. "I've missed my babygirl, I have every right to be horny."
The blinds are already closed by the time you get to the lounge, and as Luke pulls you down onto the sofa and positions himself between your legs you know there's no place you'd rather be.

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