JoceDaBoss

Luke and I are coming into our 13th month of being together, we didn’t celebrate our one year due to mis-matched schedules. Today, we planned to go out to the Michigan house and eat a delicious dinner on the lake. Of course knowing Jack and Quinn, we expected them to sneak into the house and take a few corny pictures of us but they both had plans tonight with friends. (So we thought).

“Hey babe?” Luke knocks on the bedroom door. “Are you almost done packing? We have to be at the airport in 40 minutes.”

“Yeah-hey Luke?” I answered his question, following up with another.

“What should I bring for our dinner date tonight? A dress? A swimsuit? Sweats and a tank?”

I have no information about our date tonight, only the fact it’s a dinner at the Michigan dock.

“Bring everything!” Luke says. “We can pay for extra luggage weight, I have some left over money.”

-

We ubered to the airport, we made it to our gate just in time for boarding. We sit down on the crowded plane, luke had bought three tickets so we didn’t have to sit next to anyone. I too window and he took middle.

The end of the flight is here, we are boarding off of the plane. Luke gently pushes me off the plane, he speaks to the flight attendant and he hides something in his pocket. I keep walking, waiting for him at the gate.

“What was that all about?” I ask.

Luke shrugs it off and we walk out to the exit. We call for an Uber to the house.

When we arrive, Luke finally hands me the thing he slid in his pocket.

“Biscoff cookies!” I jump in excitement. We walk into the house, and I slide my shoes off. Luke is looking at the clean kitchen, standing there wondering what he’s going to cook for me tonight.

I look at Luke, walking up to him, placing my hands on his shoulders from behind. I rub his tense muscles, “how did you know?” I smile.

Still standing behind him, I lower my hands from his shoulders to his waist, I hug him and he holds my hands in place. “Baby, you’ve mentioned it a few times.”

I know I’ve mentioned airplane cookies before, but only when I’m blackout drunk, never have I spoken about them sober because they are my drunk cravings. When I’m drunk I yap and babble a lot, so it just shows that Luke listens to me.

-

I unpack my heavy suitcase, and settle in Luke’s Michigan room. Nice and fresh. The summer breeze runs through my body. I open the window above Luke’s bed. The white shutters slam against the wall as the wind blows through his room.

“Hey.” Luke smiles at me as I sit in his bed with my special pillow and stuffie in my arms. He’s standing in the doorway, on hand in his hip and the ither against the door frame.

“You’re so cute.” Luke laughs, “did you have any requests for tonight?”

I just wanted him in bed next to me, eating my airplane cookies with a good movie on. I responded with, “something easy, your mom cleaned up the house pretty well from last summer. It was such a mess when we left, we shouldn’t make it a mess again.” I smile. Luke steps onto the room.

“Hey moose?” I softly asked as Luke walked closer. His hair captured perfectly in his backwards hat. His nose looking so kissable. His cheeks blushing, his eyes on me.

“Hey what?” He smiles, he gently places his right leg over the left side of my body, he laughs on top of me. His body weight sinking in on me. His left leg now swinging over my right leg.

He kisses my chin, he makes his way to my neck, then to my collarbones, then down to my low cut neck line. My red tube top starts to feel tight. My heart pounding.

-

I watch from Luke’s bedroom, he’s setting up in the dock. I re-curl my hair, touch up my makeup, and re polish my toe nails. I put on this cute black lacy set, the bralette is tight, pushing up my boobs, the thong isn’t covering anything. I’m wearing this under a black and white polk a dot sun dress. Very sleek and see through. Just to tease Luke.

I walk down to the dock, like now is put together. His hair is now curly without his hat, he’s in khaki shorts and a blue polo. He’s also bare foot, and he looks like a summer- golf prince. I hope he thinks I’m a princess.

I see him stare at my breast area. My chest are is too tight, the dress pressing against the bralette, making it very visible in the setting sun. He sits down, lifting a leg over his other leg. He crosses his legs hoping I don’t catch his boner.

Fortunately I see this. I hurry to eat the delicious meal Luke cooked me, we talk about our memories, and he hands over a black velvet box. I open it, inside it is a dainty ring.

The shiny rocks aren’t too big and heavy, and they aren’t too small and pointy. The gems are perfect, the silver band has engraved letters reading:

L+(your initial).

“It’s perfect!” I get up to hug him, the ring on my middle finger on my left hand. I sit in his lap, I kiss his cheek and hug him. My lip stick pressed on his cheek is now stained.

“You’re the best gift God could give me.” Luke whispers in my ear. He snuggles his head into my neck. He kisses me again and looks at me. His eyes are now locked into mine.

“You’re blushing!” It was hard to catch Luke in a vulnerable moment. Especially when he is “in love” so when I caught this moment, I immediately teased him about it.

“Oh come on!” He laughs. We stand up and hug for a moment, he laughs it off, “I’m waiting for a gift…” he jokes.

But I slide my hand up his shirt, rubbing his back, his shorts start to get tight, I feel his waist get closer to mine. His hands sliding my loose sun dress off. He sees my lacy set. He immediately pulls off his shorts.

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