Page 104 of Saved By A Dark Billionaire
"Handmade pizza or shrimp and mango salsa, or maybe even handmade pasta?" Lucas was throwing some random suggestions out, making me smile. I looked at him, seeing his handsome profile as he drove. He was so focused on the road, despite talking with me.
"I wanna try to make homemade pasta. Sounds like a lot of fun," I answered him with a smile.
"Perfect. Let's go to the store."
"Woah, you never said anything about going to the store."
"Just the grocery store, Rose. We gotta get what we need. I'll be with you the whole time, don't worry."
"Fine," I groaned. Even grocery trips were the worst for me.
We pulled into the market, parking near the door. Lucas held the door open for me and walked me in with our fingers interlocked. He didn't let my hand go as we walked the aisles, getting what we wanted. He played around with me as we went down the aisles, telling me jokes at times. We were checking out before I knew it, with a smile on my face. He was trying to distract me from the fact I was shopping, and he did so successfully.He's so perfect for me.
"I love you, my Knight." I told him as we exited the store with our ingredients in tow.
"I love you too, Olive." he locked eyes with me, staring lovingly at me. "Let's go make a mess at home."
He drove us home carefully, staying at the speed limit, and keeping both hands on the wheel as it started to pour. The rain was harsh and unexpected, making it hard to see. I was glad we didn't need to go far with home being so close. Once there, we ran inside laughing as we tried to, unsuccessfully, avoid getting soaked.
"Maybe we should change clothes first," Lucas said with a smile as we enteredour home. I love saying our home.
We headed up stairs, changing into something comfy. I had put on a pair of sweatpants and had just taken off my wet shirt when Lucas' lips surprised me on my shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me against his chest. He then kissed my neck sweetly, making it almost tickle.
"Mmm, that feels nice." I smiled, closing my eyes and leaning my head back against him.
I was focusing on the sensation of his lips against my body. He kept kissing and sucking at my neck, until my core dampened for him. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them behind my back rapidly. It surprised me, breaking the tender moment. I felt something wrap around them and felt the familiar material of his belt.
"What are you doing, Lucas?"
"Playing with my prickly Rose."
His answer caused my heart to race and my stomach to twirl. He pushed me forward, causing me to face plant onto the bed, but it didn't hurt. He pulled my pants off me, leaving me fully exposed to him, without allowing me to turn around to look at him. I felt him walk off for a moment, only to feel a blindfold cover my eyes. I bit my lip as I anxiously waited to see what he had planned.
Lucas grabbed my hips, pulling them up so I was on my knees on the bed. My shoulders and face were still firmly planted on the mattress. His tongue then began to lick at my wet folds, causing me to moan happily. His fingers entered me, circling around my walls as his tongue continued to devour me. He played with me until I was so wet I could feel it on my thighs. He didn't relent either, not until I reached my first orgasm over his face.
The blind fold only made me focus on his touch more, making everything feel so intense. I felt him grab the belt around my wrists, lightly pulling back on it. He let his dick slide between my folds, not yet entering me, but teasing me. His large shaft rubbed against my sensitive clit, making me moan loudly as I swayed my hips against it.
"Do you want me, Rose?"
"Always," I answer with a moan.
"You're so beautiful, Rose."
The words slid from his mouth as his dick entered deep inside of me. I let out a loud moan as he began to thrust against me. He slapped my ass so hard I could hear the sound throughout the room. It stung, yet only added to my hunger for him. I felt myself getting wetter, if that was even possible. I felt Lucas reach for something, but I couldn't tell what until I felt a familiar vibration over my clit. I yelled out as it caused me to reach my peak faster than I planned. My walls clenched over his dick as I came. He didn't stop either, having the little toy enter my ass. I was more prepared for it than last time, enjoying the full feeling he had created again.
Every time his dick would slam into me it'd touch a spot I didn't know I had, causing waves of pleasure through me. I swayed my hips desperately, finding my third orgasm. Lucas continued to pound into me with a speed and force unlike any other. I felt him pull out and spill his seed all over my ass. He rubbed it in with his dick too. Somehow, causing me to stay horny for him. I'm not sure why I liked his cum all over me. It felt hot as hell.
"Let's get you cleaned up," he said, taking the blindfold off to reveal his smiling face. I nodded a bit bashfully after the sex we just had. Lucas untied my hands and helped me into the shower. We washed off quickly, changing into black sweat pants and t-shirts. Lucas had tossed me one of his shirts instead of my own. He said it was an accident, but I think he wanted me to wear his clothes. I noticed he liked seeing me in his shirts.
"You ready to cook?" He asked me.
"Sure am." I nodded happily, leading us downstairs to the kitchen.I wonder how good of a cook Lucas is.
Lucas' P.O.V.
Cooking with Rose was lots of fun, but the cleanup was even better. I couldn’t contain myself around her as I leaned her over the counter after we cleaned up and slammed into her again. She didn't mind as she moaned in pleasure the entire time, allowing me to cum inside her this time. When she turned to face me, she looked so in love my heart almost stopped.
Her beautiful icy blue eyes captivated me like no other. It's hard to describe the warm joy she makes me feel by just looking at her. I love this woman too much for my own good. She could destroy me if she wanted to, but I know she won't. She's my Rose, and I had finally climbed past her thorns and into the center of her soft petals.
