Lucas

Never in my life has something not gone according to plan. Unexpected things have come up, sure, but they always turn out for the best. For example, Jadon. He was never part of the grand plan, but he happened. And while things haven't been entirely smooth sailing all the time, they're working out. He and I are developing a relationship that comes as easy as breathing.

Also, I don't always go traditional routes with things, but Allie is traditional and has never had things go the way they should. She didn't get to go to the college of her dreams and gave it up for Jadon. If she had felt comfortable enough to tell me about him, she probably would have felt more secure going to college and been able to afford a kid and school all at once.

She didn't get to have all those experiences people our age have while I embraced all of it. Allie has had to be the grownup since she and I first met.

If there was something I could make happen the way she would have always wanted, it was the damn on-the-knee pose with the shiny engagement ring picked out especially for her. Perfect setting. Under the damn moon, both of us dressed to fucking kill. It's one of those things I know she's always imagined as being some perfect event she will always remember.

Imagine the rainbow of emotions that cycled through me when I realized the crucial piece of the entire setup was no longer in my pocket.

That fucking psychopath with a death wish. He stole her ring. Ted stooped so low as to steal her ring from my pants as though it would make a damn difference. Well, it did. I didn't end up asking since I wanted something to be perfect for her for once in her life.

It had to be when he bumped into me. I just didn't feel it.

I have been trying to remain calm and drive safely, but my hands are tingling with the urge to beat him fucking bloody—and I'm not a violent person. Yet, all I see is red and part of me wants to drop Allie off at her dad's and go find Ted. That simmering rage burns through me until she clears her throat.

She sits clear on the other end of the front seat, as far from me as possible, while avoiding eye contact.

Shit. She's afraid of me.

I need to calm down. "Allie, look—"

"Did I do something wrong back there?" Her quiet voice rips me apart inside and I'm the dipshit now.

"No, Allie." I reach for her hand, and she doesn't fight or pull away, thankfully. I need to be human right now. "You didn't do anything. You're the only right thing right now."

I need to find out his angle. What's he trying to pull? How bad does Mark really want Allie and Tom to leave town that Ted would actually pick my damn pocket and take her goddamn engagement ring? As if it's going to stop this in the long run.

Tom obviously has something on Mark, and Mark fears him enough to go to this kind of extreme. The humble coach—who stuttered his way through asking out a woman years after his wife passed—has something on the damn rich asshole in town.

That's why I got my job. Mark put me here to get rid of Tom somehow. I just know it. It had nothing to do with Tom's excitement over some washed-up local football star fresh out of college.

"Lucas, you seem angry like something happened and I'm confused."

I need to let it go for the night. Soon-to-be-dead Ted ruined this, and he's still ruining the night for us.

"I'm sorry," I say. "Allie, can we just forget the last hour and enjoy this?" I'll charge the warpath tomorrow and get her ring back. It's a small town. I'll find out where he sleeps and get the damn thing back, with or without bloody knuckles. I might smother him with his pillow while I'm at it.

She smiles and nods with a nervous edge in her tone. "I'd like that a lot."

Allie takes her seatbelt off and scoots to my side while I drive the rest of the way home. She leans against me while I try to relax, but I know I'm still a stiff ball of hate at the moment, just trying to remember he's not here and she is.

"I don't know what's bothering you, but if you wanted to tell me, you can. It's not like I'll go around telling people whatever it is. You can trust me, Lucas."

"It's fine, Allie, just something I'll fix tomorrow." I'll tell her after I send her ex off in an ambulance to be securely wrapped in a body cast. "I had something planned, but it wasn't perfectly right for you."

And now I need a new plan to propose. Not the damn lake under the stars where I got to kiss her for the first time.

She sits quietly beside me, drawing circles on my leg, until I pull into my garage.

"Are you hungry, Allie?"

Allie shakes her head. "Not really. I think I'm more nervous than anything."

Nervous. Right. It's not like she knew what was supposed to happen, so she's not the one disappointed things didn't go as planned. She's the one that's used to the unplanned things whereas I'm not. Things are still going according to her plan of spending the night together, and I need to remember that.

She doesn't have that ring on her, no, but she's here with me. That's more than I had yesterday when I came home alone.

Allie follows me out of the car and into the house while I carry her bag for her. She hasn't been here other than the one time, and I've made changes for her and Jadon. Everything is ready for her to move in, starting with whatever she brought in this bag of hers.

I stand back and study her shoulders and every curve of her body while she runs her fingers along the counter in the kitchen. "This is nice." She turns on her heels to face me, nervously chewing on her lip. "I can feel you staring at my back."

Not her back, but she's close.

When Allie gets nervous, it sparks a reaction in me where all I want is her attention. There's a need to be everything she sees or wants.

I'm trying to picture whether she should keep her dress on or take it off when I wrap her legs around my face. "Would you like something to drink?"

Allie shakes her head. "I think I'm okay."

Definitely taking it off. I want to see all of her.

She swallows nervously and forces out a hard breath. "So..."

"So." I click my tongue and drop her bag on the floor. "You kept your special gift on so far."

"Yeah," she giggles. Allie tucks her hair behind her ear. "They're, um, not that comfortable right now."

"I'll take them off if you come here." She watches me with a shy curiosity, and I arch a brow in return. "You scared? I won't bite." Well, that's a lie. "Hard."

She breathes in and out of her nose with a quiet hum before lightly sashaying toward me. "Please take them off."

Oh, she has manners. Kneeling down, I pull the skirt of her dress over my head and hook my fingers into a soaked pair of vibrating panties, and I force myself not to rip them apart. She's wearing them for the first day of school.

Allie stands stiff as a board while I drag them down her silky smooth legs and lay kisses on her thighs. I take her calf and lift her ankle out of them and do the same with the other. I could taste her now, but I want that fresh warm cum dripping out of her and so I'll be patient. For now, I part her lips just a touch and blow until I see the slightest reaction.

Allie gasps and clenches her thighs when I kiss the top of her pubic bone and lightly nip at the skin while I squeeze her ass.

Silently, I promise myself and this part of her body that I will absolutely be right back. By the time I lift her dress off of my head, she's a mess of emotions. Her cheeks are crimson but her eyes have a fresh look in them. Almost like mischief.

I need to push her a little tonight and I think I know how to do that and make her feel as beautiful as I see her.

She holds my gaze while she tugs on my belt.

"You tired, Allie?"

She shakes her head no and pulls my belt loose in her newest attempts at taking the night head-on. Allie's lashes slowly flutter and touch the tops of her cheeks before she meets my eyes again. "I love you, Lucas, and it's not sexy or whatever for the mood, but I'm glad you came back when you did."

Like everything else in my life, I guess I have perfect timing.

"I don't know where I'd be, but I feel I'd be planning a wedding. One I didn't realize I wouldn't have wanted to someone who doesn't love me the way he claimed to."

He needs to stay out of this. He already fucked things up tonight.

"Hey." Her soft hair cascades down my wrist and forearm while I comb through her locks and massage her scalp with my fingertips. "We're here and they're gone. Let's keep them out of these walls, okay? I don't want you thinking about him."

She purses her lips. "And you won't think about her? K—"

"No. Never with you."

"Or anyone else?"

"There's no one else, Allie. I promise. If I could make it happen now, you'd be mine already in every sense of the word."

Something flashes across her face for a moment before she looks down at where her hands are holding onto my pants. "Aren't I already yours, Lucas, and you're mine?"

In almost every way. "Prove it."

"I thought..." she chuckles and shakes her head. "It's stupid. Not even worth mentioning, really, but I thought you were making tonight something more special than just coming back here. I'm not disappointed or anything, but I thought something changed."

And for the nameless fucker that will not ruin anything else tonight, he gets an extra hit just for the simple fact this night was almost perfect.

Allie pulls the button on my slacks and drags the zipper down with slow, torturous satisfaction. Oh, she's asking for it.

"Show me something new, Lucas," she says. "I won't get nervous tonight, I promise." Allie looks back up at me while she reaches into my boxers. I grab her wrist before she gets anything.

She opens her mouth to speak, and gasps when my lips crash into hers. Everything happens fast after this. I pick her up and wrap her legs around my hips. She holds onto my neck and our tongues clash while I walk us back to my bedroom.

She breathes my name into my mouth through lip bites and fighting tongues.

I break the kiss and suck on her neck while I fumble with that damn music I cued up for us. I also push the button on that diffusing thing while she throws her head back.

"Lucas..." She pulls away from me to look around the room. "Wait. What is all this?" The tears forming in her eyes fill me with satisfaction that I may actually impress her after all.

The first song starts, and I set the volume as low as I can make it. "I never do this, but I figured it could be something special. I mean, I could do it as often as you like."

I set her on her feet and she kicks off her shoes. "You did all this for me?"

She hasn't seen everything just yet. "Yeah. Allie, I was hoping you would want to stay here permanently after tonight. I've done everything you asked and more." My damn hands start shaking and my throat tightens. I stare at her tits just to make sure I don't go soft. I stare long enough before I look back up at her. "I love you and I don't hate your dad, but I want us to start our life together as a family. I want our son in his bedroom down the hall. Our own routine and life as the three of us where we end the day in our bed together."

Naked and wrapped around each other, preferably.

She blinks and my stomach sinks with every passing second that she's quiet. She presses her fingers to her lips. "I'd like that."

"Good," I say. I need to sound like a confident fuck right now. "It's settled. No changing your mind." She smiles and reaches for me, but I stop her. "Take your dress off."

She drops the smile and gives me her back with her hair bunched over her shoulder. "Will you unzip me?"

I hold the fabric of her dress and pull the zipper down slower than when she unzipped my pants. Her anticipation leaks out of her through goosebumps and shivers between her shoulder blades. I leave it halfway for her and she finishes the rest. The dress lands on the floor, pooled around her ankles.

"And the bra, Allie."

She reaches behind and unsnaps it from the back and drops it to the floor.

"Turn around. Let me see you."

Allie slowly turns around, fixing her hair on both sides like it's somehow going to cover her. She reaches forward and unbuttons my shirt and I push her back behind her shoulder. She tries to follow me while I walk myself backward, but thinks better of it.

"Yeah, I'll show you something new," I say.

"What is it?" She watches me with those innocent does eyes, curious for whatever I'm going to do.

"Sit on the bed, spread your legs, and touch yourself. I want to see you play with that pussy before I touch it."

She opens and closes her mouth. She didn't want to do it before, but she's thinking about it now. Something about baking with those hands, if I remember correctly.

"Get her ready for me, Allie, and I'll do whatever you want."

Allie crawls onto the bed with her eyes fixed on me as though I'm going to charge her. I will in a minute. With her back against the headboard, she lifts her knees and I follow them as they fall open to the sides for me.

"You're beautiful, Allie. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Take your fingers in your mouth and suck them like you would my dick."

Her eyes flash with a touch of that mischief and curiosity all over again. That shell is slowly breaking open. Allie takes two fingers to her mouth and closes her lips around them while watching me pull out my throbbing dick.

"Okay, Allie, take them out and show me how fast or slow you want my dick inside of you, baby."

Allie drags her hand down the front of her body slowly while I hold myself back.

"How does it feel?"

Her eyes flutter shut and head falls back. "Warm," she says in a soft tone. "And... good."

"Is it wet?" The soft sounds of her body call to me like a fire that needs to be put out.

"Yeah."

She starts slowly and keeps her eyes on my cock just in my hand. "You want me inside you? You want me to make you come?"

She swallows and nods her head.

"How hard do you want it? Show me." Her fingers are still moving slowly, but the way she chews her lip and pushes deeper tells me exactly how hungry she is for it. Her fingers come out coated already and she rubs her clit the way I showed her. "How do you taste, Allie?"

She grins and holds her glistening fingers up. "Why don't you come try it?"

I shed my shirt and drop my pants somewhere on the floor. My heart beats like a drum in my chest. I'm trying to make this nice for her, but the way she sinks low on the bed like she's ready to be taken, I have to force myself to go slow. I have to remind myself it's Marvin Gaye on the speaker right now, not Lil Wayne.

In the same way I know she's the one, I note the way she holds me captive in those green eyes like she's always been part of me somehow. Like a soul mate. She pulls me down by the back of my neck to kiss me, and her warm body lifts off the mattress, pressing against mine.

Every inch of her is soft in my hands. "Tell me if it's too much."

My throbbing dick brushes against her, just barely sliding over her dripping cunt. I stare down with my mouth open at her chest while her tits sit open for me and Allie covers them.

"No!" I grab her wrists and pin them over her head with one hand and hold her chin with the other, forcing her to look at me. "Don't hide from me ever. I love every part of you, Allie, and don't ever be ashamed." She blinks and I loosen my grip on her chin. "Hey, this is mine, right? I don't want part of you, Allie. I said I want all of you and I meant it."

I lean in and kiss her lips. "Every." I kiss down her chin softly. "Single." I lay kisses everywhere I see on my way down her throat and to her chest. "Part."

I'm only sorry that she feels this way because some asshole didn't worship her the way she needed to be. On the other hand, a bigger part of me is eager to be the only one to show her how beautiful she truly is. She'll hear it every day.

I bend her legs back, pushing her knees to her chest, and open them just enough to see all of her. She's pinned underneath me and wouldn't be able to run if she even tried. "She looks needy, Allie. Show me again. Use your fingers. I want to see it up close."

Allie reaches between us and I watch while her fingers disappear inside of her. I could see the taunting leftover mess from before I came up here, still on the outside and where she rubbed her clit.

"Deeper, Allie. That's it. Now show me what she has."

She holds it for too long and smirks up at me with a slight challenge, so I pull her out by the wrist and close my mouth around her glistening fingers.

Something primal shakes inside me with her fingers on my tongue. All my will to keep it slow is breaking down with a need to claim her for myself. Brand myself on her body like a scent.

I suck her fingers clean and release them with a growl like a damn animal and pin her wrists above her head. I lay my lips on her and force my tongue past her lips onto hers so she can see how she tastes on my tongue.

Allie gasps when I break the kiss. "Say it. Say you're always going to be mine and I'll give you what you want."

I need to hear it again.

"I'm yours, Lucas."

It calms whatever savage caveman tries to get out of me enough for the time being.

"Do you trust me?"

She nods. "I trust you."

I release her wrists and lift her hips up so she's balancing on her shoulders. Allie drops her legs over my shoulders and I open her up to me, ready to devour her like my last meal.

She whimpers and writhes under me while I lick her from the inside and spread her melting need outside of her pussy and around. Allie shudders around me and digs her heels into my back while pulling my face harder against her.

"Shit, Lucas." She begs for more while I feast on her. "Oh god. Lucas, I'm gonna—"

She tries to pull away from me and I hold her tighter against me while she shatters to pieces, soaking my tongue, lips, and chin. When she finishes, I shove her hips back down and pull her down by the knees so she's closer to me. Her eyes are sealed shut from coming on my tongue and her mouth is wide open, gasping for air.

She smiles. "That was—"

"I'm not finished with you." Allie squeals when I yank her knees up and around my hips.

I hold my dick up to her slick pussy and watch the way she takes me in slowly, inch by inch. The music dies down in the background under our shallow breaths.

I tried. I can't hold back with her.

With one hard thrust, I force my way in and Allie screams.