#black reader only

He couldn’t stop his leg from shaking as the plane continued to descend.

“Since when have you been nervous about flying?” The voice of his father it through the noise of the podcast Lewis was listening to. He moved his headphone away from his ear and turned to his Dad with a soft smile playing on his face.

“I’m not nervous because of flying, Dad. I’m just anxious to see my girl.” Lewis confessed. Anthony chuckled – his smile spread and filled his whole face.

“She’s your girl now? When did that happen?”

“YN’s been my woman from the moment you introduced us. Things have been going really good between us. I just haven’t asked her officially.”

“Why haven’t you?” Lewis sighed at the question, rubbing his forehead as he thought of an answer. The both of you had never really discussed about the boundaries of your relationship, things just fell into place. In the beginning, things were meant to be strictly casual – whenever either of you where in town or whoever could fly out. However, as things progressed over the months, the both of you found yourselves dropping everyone else and exploring things exclusively without thinking too much about it.

However, there was something about this weekend, being away from you, had left an ache in his heart when he thought of you. When you’d spoken to him, telling him that you missed him in that soft, little voice of yours, - you took the last pieces of his heart and made him yours, completely.

“It’s been on my mind lately. I just think it’s time to make it serious. I don’t want her thinking that I’m wasting her time when I know she’s the one.”

“Alright, son. As long as you do what needs to be done. The next I see her; she better be my daughter-in-law.”

“I’ll do my best.” Lewis chuckled.

~

The plane landed and he separated from his parents and rode the town car towards your address. Originally, he would have met you at his home, but it was getting renovated to extend the closet to include more space for you. When it came to fashion, the both of you were competing but you had the leg up due to your vintage bag and shoe collection. One of the many things that he loved about you.

In his hand, he only had his essential hand luggage and a bouquet of your favourite flowers. The rest of his bags would be delivered tomorrow as for what he had planned, there was no need for clothing.

With his spare key, Lewis opened the door to your townhouse and the immediate aroma of spices hit the senses of his nose. It brought a small smile to his face and the sense of welcome. He was home.

“Sweetheart! Roscoe!” He called out and the response he received was an excited squeal and an enthusiastic bark. The patter of nails on hardwood floor and soft thudding of bare feet on the wooden floor got heavier, the closer they came towards him and around the corner. You were ahead of the aging dog, in your barest form of beauty, dressed in just a white, camisole top and an old pair of his shorts. Not caring about what was in his hands, you dove into his arms and wrapped your limbs around his body. The speed in which you came at him almost knocked him out, but he quickly recovered.

“Woah!” Lewis lightly let out a laugh as he manoeuvred the flowers into his other hand and then secured his free arm around your waist as you snuggled your face into his neck and held onto him tightly. Without words, your hug conveyed how much you missed him and God, did he miss you too. Having you in his arms completed him in a way that he had never felt before.

“I missed you too, baby.” He whispered into your ear. He walked away from the door and with Roscoe following until Lewis settled on the couch with you still in his arms. You leaned back and took him in.

“Look at you.” You mumbled as you knocked his cap away from his head and freed his curls from their cage. He had been letting his curls loose lately and you swore your attraction to him increased tenfold. Your fingertips massaged the sides of his temples and his eyes fluttered close, and a lazy smile drew on his face.

“I missed you so much.” Lewis stated again which made you giggle.

“I missed you more even though we FaceTimed every day for these past two weeks.”

“Yeah, but it’s not the same as having you right in front of me, sitting on my lap.” His hands came to your waist and settled there. “Nothing compares to this moment.” He added as he drew soft, circular patterns on the sides of your hips.

“Oh yeah?” You questioned, your eyebrow quirking up as you tried to contain your glee.

“Yes, baby. Now gimme a kiss, we’ve been apart for too long.” You didn’t need telling twice as you leaned down and captured his lips as you cradled his face into your palms. He hummed softly as your lips touched and the tingling feeling of your fingers rubbing on his beard. Lewis smiled was your mouth’s entangled in a slow dance of passion. Lovers, reuniting and quenching their thirst – drinking the lust your bodies desperately seeked. Lewis’s hand came to the back of your neck and pulled you closer as the kiss deepened.

Your core began to dampen, and you could feel him hardening beneath you and for a moment, as you drowned in his consumption, a disgruntled bark broke the haze. You turned your kisses to the underside of his jawline and to his neck as Lewis finally gave Roscoe some of his attention.

“Sorry my boy. I just had to great Mummy first.” He said just before Roscoe jumped onto the couch with some effort and then forced his way in between your bodies causing the both of you to laugh. “Alright boy. You have my attention.” You got up from his lap and placed one more kiss on his forehead and scratched behind Roscoe’s ears.

“Go freshen up, I’ll finish getting dinner ready.

~

Half an hour later, Lewis returned to the living room feeling livelier, changed into another pair of grey sweatpants and nothing more but the rainbow pearls around his neck along with a customised diamond encrusted cuban link chain that you bought him for his birthday. He kept his curls loose, a bit more damp from moisturising them. You licked your lips as you drank in his form. Witnessing his muscles and taut body move across the living room, relaxed and little sluggish. His freshly detailed tattoos, glistening from the shea body oil you know that he took from your side of the vanity table.

As you prepared a plate for him, you began to think to yourself that if you had told yourself a year ago that you would be fixing a plate for a man and becoming a mother to an aging dog who took your heart, you would have laughed at yourself. But here you were, doing exactly that. Tony Morrison was turning in her grave.

You silently watched as Lewis prepared Roscoe for bed, getting him more comfortable.

“Baby, come eat.”

“What did you make?” Lewis asked as he stood to his full height and approached you by the kitchen island.

“Shredded tofu tacos with pico de gallo with triple cooked chips. I made buffalo cauliflower too but that depends on whether you finish these tacos or not.”

“Everything sounds so good.” Lewis unconsciously licked his lips as you placed the food down in front of him. “Your cooking is always good.”

You sat beside him as you watched him eat and be happily fulfilled. Your hand came to the nape of his neck, playing with the tiny trestles of curls that laid there as he ate each of tacos on his plate.

“You should have been a chef.” Lewis groaned as he cleared everything that was on his plate, including the small bowl of buffalo cauliflower that he asked for.

“Why do people love saying that to me just because I can cook?” You giggled.

“Because all of that elbow work you put in could open a very successful, generational restaurant.”

“Fuck off.” You playfully dismissed him as you shoved his shoulder. With his plate clear, you took it away from him. As you stood by the sink, he couldn’t help but admire everything about your being. Before he met you and in the beginning days of your relationship – the hyper independent side of you would have never been doing everything that you were doing now but Lewis took great pride in the fact that you only did this for him.

The owner of your own accounting firm – one of the few forensic accountants in the city. Because of your niche, you were one of a kind and you were the best in the game. Your father and Anthony were tennis buddies, and you had a shared a few games with the man. Anthony introducing you to his son changed your lives.

“How’s the firm?” Lewis asked as he drank his water.

“Good… We finally aced the TSB contract.” You announced which caused his face to break out into a wide grin before he pulled you into his arms as he placed kisses all over your face.

“I knew you would get it! Congratulations sweetheart.”

“Thank you!” You giggled as you wrapped your arms around his neck and softly pecked his lips, the laughter never stopping as he kept coming back for more kisses. His fingers caressed your back as he held you close.

“Joining the baller’s club huh.” You rolled your eyes at his playful comments. As much you were making in the upper six figures – it was nothing compared to your wealthy lover. His generous gifts certainly helped.

“Let me actually fulfil part of my contract first. They could easily change their minds.”

“Then come to a race weekend. It’s more than just entertainment; it’s also a really good place to network with people on an international scale.”

“Look at you being supportive and shit. Am I also getting a hint of something else?” You raised an eyebrow and looked down at him inquisitively.

“I know you’ve been to a couple of races but this time I want you there as my VIP guest.” Lewis nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders as he absentmindedly drew patterns on your exposed skin.

“What race?”

“Which ever race that you can fit into your schedule. I know you’re a busy woman.”

“I’ll see what I can do for you, Mr Hamilton.” You whispered as you leaned down and captured his lips. He hummed softly into your mouth as your tongue leisurely caressed his, taking over his senses as you began to consume his every thought. Lewis could feel himself hardening against you as you pressed against him and all of his feelings that had been building up over the past few weeks that had mounted over.

“Take me out.” He suggested, mumbling onto your lips as he broke away. Your eyes darkened with lust, licking your lips – savouring his taste.

“Just like that?” You whispered.

“Just like that.” Lewis confirmed with his voice in a lowly tone as he moved to his feet and glided his hands away from your hips to your ass and groped it. Shifting your positions, your back was then pressed into the kitchen island edge as he crowded your space. Your hands slid into his sweatpants, and you pulled him out just as he asked.

Lewis sighed softly as your warm hand covered his tip, and you began to tug. His hand came to the back of your neck and pulled your lips towards his. With each stroke of your hand, you could feel him getting harder and harder. His pre-cum coated your palm, making your pulls more fluid, turning him on even more than he already was.

And you? Your essence was beginning to collect in between your thighs. You gasped into the heated kiss as he suddenly lifted your body into his arms, and you secured your legs around his waist. You moaned into his mouth as you felt his length against your warm centre.

Once in the bedroom, you began to strip at the clothing that was suffocating you. Lewis gently laid you down on the bed and pulled the shorts down the length of your legs. The he did the same, discarding the sweatpants and standing in between your legs.

Looking down at you, parting your thighs softly until he could see your cunt. Your core was dripping, your clit blooming and swollen. It never took much to get you wet like this, but it was only something that he could do to you.

“So fucking pretty.” He mumbled, more to himself than you but his comment made you smile, nonetheless.

“You always say that.” You responded as you parted your legs further as he hovered above you.

“Because it’s true. Prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen, and it’s all mine.” He said before he crashed his lips into yours, craving your taste more than he’d ever before. With his tongue parting your lips as he deepened the kiss, he pushed two fingers inside of you.

“Uuhhh.” You whimpered as your tongues collided hungrily. It was like the pit of your stomach was collapsing within itself at how good his fingers felt inside of you. Your walls were so snug and tight around his fingers.

“You’re soaking me already, baby.” He mumbled, his teeth latching onto your bottom lip and lightly tugging.

“Mmm.” You whimpered yet again and wrapped your hand around his wrist as he pushed his fingers deeper into your pussy. The both of you followed a rhythm, the pace increasing as your hips lifted off the bed as your breaths became heavier. Your braids had fallen out of their bun and using his free hand, Lewis loosened the rest and tugged at them, forcing you to meet his eyes. Chest to chest, the chain around his neck brushing against your breast as his hair tickled your cheeks as the curls created a curtain around your face. Complete tunnel vision on him as he made you feel good with his fingers.

Lewis watched as your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he curled his fingers and hooked them on your spot. The sound of your name leaving your lips was so sweet and it made his dick throb even harder. He pulled his fingers out of you, causing you to pout. He quickly changed that expression when he pushed those fingers into your mouth.

You eagerly sucked on the digits, your tongue making sure not to mis any drop – sucking on them just like you would his dick. He smirked as he watched desire drive your actions. With his fingers pushing on your gag reflex. Lewis shifted his body so that he was at eye level with your pussy. The back of your thighs was on his shoulders as his mouth watered at the sight of your lower lips. He unconsciously licked his lips as your arousal trickled out of you.

The sweetest nectar of forbidden fruit.

“Hold your legs for me, sweetheart.” Lewis instructed and you followed his command. Not wasting anymore time, he spread your use open and swiped his tongue from your asshole to your cunt and back. Soft mewls left your mouth as you squirmed beneath his hold. His hands held you down by the back of your thighs as he completely devoured you. He circled your clit with his tongue, dipping the tip in and out of your cunt -making a mess.

“Oh god!” You cried our as your legs tried to close around his head.

“Just me baby.” Lewis chuckled. “It’s me taking care of this sweet ass pussy.”

“Yeess!” You cried as your hand planted themselves in his thick curls and tugged. Urging him for more and Lewis wasted no time giving it to you. As he feasted on your clit, he dipped his finger back into your core. The combination of his tongue and his fingers had your walls tightening around his digits and and he could feel your orgasm on the rise.

“Let me have it. I need it baby.”

“Lew- shit!” You hissed, crying out in pleasure as your juices began to leak out of you.

“Give me more! C’mon!” He urged you. You body seized as your climax took hold, and he desperately lapped your juices until your body stopped trembling.

One of the many things that you loved about Lewis was that he treated sex like an art form. He always took his time learning your body, accepting every reaction that you gave hi, pushing him to stroke you, harder and faster past your limits.

“Goddamn, so fucking beautiful.” Lewis whispered as he placed a kiss on the inside of each thigh and trailed up the length of your body. He hungrily claimed your lips, kissing you with a passionate force that provoked whimpers out of you. Your essence coating his lips, making sure that you know how good you taste.

“I need you inside of me.” You whispered against his mouth as your hand found its way between your bodies and wrapped around his dick.

“Put it in for me, baby.” He mumbled as he lifted your leg and placed it over his shoulder as the other, he held down with his hand as you slowly pushed him into you. Your eyes immediately closed your pussy fit around him like a glove. Made just for him, that’s how good it felt. Nothing and no one compared to this moment.

And you loved it every time.

“Every time.” He sighed as he buried himself deeper into you. Your hand came to his chin and tugged him closer by his bear. You pecked his lips before you pushed your thumb into his mouth. The tingles that shot through you due to the suction made your pussy clench round him.

“Fuck me like you hate me.” You whispered against his mouth.

“Oh, I will. I just needed a minute to appreciate how you feel.” Your eyes slowly peopled open and locked in with his lust filled ones. Lewis crowded your space as he began to move in and out of you.

Nails dug into his skin as your mouth hung open as his every thrust rattled your body. Lewis’s brows furrowed as he enjoyed the fee of your walls rhythmically pulsating around him. Your warmth, your tightness, your wetness – all for him to experience.

No one else.

“Oh my god!” You gasped. Through your glazed eyes, you saw him smirk down at you. He began to circle his hips, driving deeper into your tunnel but keeping the same pace.

“Right there?”

“Yess – Oh fuck! Yes!” Your eyes crossed as you threw your head back. Lewis leaned down and sucked on your exposed neck as he pressed the tip of his dick against the ceiling of your cunt. The sounds you were making were even foreign to you; your toes curled above his head as the knot in the pit of your stomach clenched.

“Fuck, baby. You always feel so good.” He trapped his bottom lip with his teeth and looked where your bodies joined. The wetter and tighter you got, the more he sped up until a ring of your cream collected at the base of his dick.

“Lewis!” You cried out his name.

“I know baby, I know. Give it to me.” He mumbled as he leaned down and placed kisses along your jawline. “Come on this dick, YN.”

Your words got stuck in your throat as you arched into his chest.

“I want you to look, sweetheart.” Lewis said. “Look at how I fuck this sweet pussy, and you cream all over me.”

“Baabbyy.” The nickname came out as a whimper as you dipped your head down and looked as his dick nestled deep inside and pull out, over and over. Your cream was covering his length and catching on his trimmed pubes. Without thinking, you reached down and with your finger, collected your essence and brought your fingers to his mouth. Lewis groaned as your cum touched his tastebuds.

The look of pure hunger in his eyes was your trigger. Tingles shot up your spine and took over you. “OH FUUU-.” The words were lost in a silent scream as your orgasm erupted. Lewis moaned aloud as you felt his release flood your walls which intensified your climax. You dropped your legs to his waist and wrapped your arms around him after he was spent.

He collapsed on top of you and took deep breaths to gather yourselves even though he was pressing on your chest. Lewis then patted the side of your thigh, and you moved your limbs away from his body. You softly sighed with a pout as he pulled out of you and disappeared into the en-suite.

You climbed towards the headboard and laid down onto your stomach with your eyes closed. You felt the bed dip beside you, then the warm dampness of a cloth on the inside of your thighs. A hum left you as you enjoyed the tenderness of his touch as he cleaned you up and left chaste kisses where his fingers gripped your skin.

“Thank you, my love.” Your voice came out airy and soft. The way you sound when you are tired.

“You’re not falling asleep on me, are you?”

“Not a chance. You have much to make up for.”

Lewis chuckled. “I do, don’t I?”

“You were only gone for two weeks but why did I miss you so much this time?”

“Because before I left, we had an unfinished conversation.”

You turned around onto your back, the jiggling flesh of your breast bouncing with the movement. The sight of that had his dick standing to attention. By the little smirk on your face, you knew what he had referring to.

“You have been my unexpected surprise. Coming at a moment I had sworn no distractions.”

“Am I a distraction to you, Mr Hamilton?” You asked as you leaned forward onto your elbows, and it brought your face closer to his.

“No, you’re not sweetheart. You’re everything I didn’t expect to be blessed with and more.”

“I like that answer.” You closed the gap between you and pecked his lips.

“I like you.” He murmured as he kissed you back, holding onto your Ips for longer. Your hand came to cup his cheek.

“I like you too.” With one last peck, you moved away from the bed. You don’t know why but the sudden urge to run took hold and you swiftly moved to the closet as the beating of your heart was loud in your ears. You had known that this conversation was coming. It had been lingering over your heads for more than enough time now and yet, a part of you was still not ready to face it. You had already given so much into this relationship and what scared you the most was how … easy it was to do. Lewis pulled out parts of you that had been dormant and you hated how it made you love him even more for it.

To be confronted with his feelings too. To know that he reciprocated what you gave and then-some was overwhelming.

“You avoiding me sweetheart?” You heard him speak from behind you as you turned your attention your jewellery vanity.

“Babe…”

“No, no. You are avoiding me.”

“I’m not. I’m just trying to get my emotions in control.” You confessed as you stayed facing the dresser, sorting out your jewellery, trying to keep your fingers busy.

“Talk to me then.” His voice sounded closer than before, but you didn’t feel his warmth.

“You have no idea how badly I want this.” You whispered your admission. “And for so long, it felt like admitting it out loud was a fool’s dream.”

“Did you think I didn’t want the same thing as you?” He asked.

“It’s not that I didn’t but I was weary because I know that this is a trying time in your career and you’re so focused on reclaiming what was stolen from you and you’re such a narrow minded visionary when it comes to your goals and as much as I can feel that you want this – you are right in saying I might be a distraction.” You nervously chewed on your bottom lip as your fears spilled out. You still weren’t looking at him, but you felt his arms circling your waist and his face buried in the crook of you neck.

“It would be foolish of me to say you’re wrong. You’re right, I do want to get back to the top of my game and I’m doing everything in my power to make sure that I do. And despite saying all of that, the way I feel about you YN far surpasses that. We were meant to find each other when we did. You are here to remind me that there are things that don’t wait for the right moment. I would be a fucking idiot if I let you go and ask you to wait when I can experience what we have now and grow in love together.”

You were quiet as you let his words wash over you and settle within your heart. “You really mean that?” You asked, your voice soft but full of hope. Your bodies swayed side to side as laid kisses on your neck and up to the back of your ear.

“I do. I want this for as long as you want me, but I don’t want to do this with anyone else, and I don’t want to.” His touch melted you as he explored your curves, enticing your senses, and you could feel his hardness beginning to press against your ass. Your body felt like it was vibrating from how much it craved him.

“Lewis.” You mumbled his name as he bent your body forward until you were pressed over the vanity table. The bite of the wood against your chest did not compare to the sizzling touch of his fingers in between your thighs, spreading your wetness around. Your body just called to hi and he always knew how to answer.

“Ssshhh, I know just what you need, sweetheart.” He spoke as he parted your legs even further and slipped right back into you. You braced yourself by holding onto the vanity’s edge as he delivered long and deep strokes.

“Oh my!” You gasped as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. His thrusts rattled your body over and over until your legs were trembling beneath you. The way that he was controlling your body, you knew that there would be no-one else that would ever come close.

Your orgasm quickly rose, jumbling your thoughts and only leaving Lewis. Your hand behind and pressed against his abs.

“Move your fucking hand!” He hissed through his gritted teeth as he pushed himself deeper into you. “You told me to fuck you like I hated you and I am.” You could hear the teasing in his voice. Then he wrapped your braids around his wrist and pulled until your back was deeply arched. The new angle had you gasping for air and standing on your tiptoes as you braced yourself.

The slapping of his pelvis against your ass, your mingled heavy breathing, and the quivering of your cunt around his dick was pleasurably overwhelming.

Tell me you’re mine, YN.”

“I – I, oh GOD!” You screamed as your eyes closed with tears lining your lashes.

“Fucking tell me!” He taunted with a heavy slap on your ass cheeks.

“Yes! Yes! I’m yours!” You moaned out loud. Using your braids, he pulled you up to his chest and placed your right knee onto the vanity table. His left hand came to your jaw and other came in between your thighs and rubbed on your clit in rhythm with his thrusts.

Lewis licked his lips as he watched the pleasure completely take over your face. He held onto your jaw and the pressure forced you to open your eyes and meet his gaze.

“You promise?” His words soft and light as if his dick wasn’t hammering on your sensitive spot. You nodded your head as your eyes crossed as you clawed at the hand applying pressure on your throat. Your moans turned to soft but heavy whimpers as your walls tightly clenched around his dick, causing Lewis to hiss against your cheek.

He pounded you faster and faster until both you and the vanity were rattling. You held on tightly as your climax peaked and Lewis held onto you tightly as he coated your walls, his hoarse moans sweetly ringing in your ears. He rutted into you until he was spent.

The smell of your sex and the sound of your breathing were your only companion until you opened your eyes and the first thing you spotted was the crack on the side of the vanity mirror. You couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped.

“What?” Lewis questioned as he untangled himself from you and turned you around until you were facing him.

“We broke the vanity.” You said as you played with his chains. His eyes moved past your head to the crack. He smiled as he turned back to you until his lips met yours and pulled you into a passionate kiss.

“You won’t need this one anymore. I bought you a bigger and sturdier one for the new closet in Knightsbridge.” The lack of hesitation in his statement brought finality to what this was.

“This is it huh?” You smiled as he picked you up in his arms and headed towards the shower.

“This is it. You’re the only one for me, YN.” He smiled as you ran your hands through his now sweat damp curls. You hugged him tighter. Yeah, this was it for you too.

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Jack Abbot who two and a half years as a single man has not had a connection that lasted longer than four dates. He was a man focused on his work and his patients and that gave him fulfilment but even he could admit to himself that he was lonely.

Jack Abbot who after a session with his therapist went out and adopted a cat. A black kitten who was about to be euthanised because of her health issues. Her little golden-yellow eyes looked at him through the cage and he just knew that she had to be his. By the time he arrived back at his home, Jack had everything that he would need be a ‘cat dad’ as they called it. A name for the kitten however, that was to be determined.

Jack Abbot who never flaunted his wealth. He was a smart man who, from a young age, invested his money wisely. He knew that he would need something to cushion him after his service and unfortunately his pre-planning saved him a great headache after losing his lower limb. Jack who if you didn’t know him personally would take him for what he is at a simple appearance. A simple man who worked more than he enjoyed living life.

Jack Abbot who after a typical night shift was already calculating how to spend his day off. Grocery shopping, buy breakfast and then home. He didn’t want to do anything else with his two days off but be in his house with his kitten.

However … that all changed when he saw the flashing hazards of a Mercedes coupe and a woman dressed in pink from head to toe pacing back and forth. Her beautiful face pulled into a deep frown as she furiously typed on her phone. The feeling he got when he first saw his kitten, he was feeling it now. So he slowed down his truck.

Jack Abbot who asked “You alright darlin’?” And your tears following after you trembled out a “no” pulled something out of him that had been dormant for a while. He never wanted to see you cry ever again. So he asked questions as he changed your tyre - pretty surprised that a modern Mercedes like this even had one in the back.

Jack Abbot who tried not to blush but failed as he felt your eyes on him as he worked, ignoring the pinch in his stub from the position he was in. He was going to fix your tyre and not complain about his aching body.

Jack Abbot who asked for your name and when you gave it to him, he locked it in his memory. A name he would never forget even if this moment would be fleeting. He was kind of annoyed that changing your tyre was quick, he wanted to bask in your scent for a little longer.

Jack Abbot who tried not to wince as he stood to his full height only to be nearly knocked off his feet when you dove into his arms and wrapped your arms tightly around his neck. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” He chuckled at your gratitude as his arms naturally closed around your back and held you. God you felt good in his arms and that should have frightened him.

Jack Abbot who looked into your brown eyes and took in your wide smile. “God, you’re beautiful.” He murmured which caused your smile to be wider.

“Thank you.” You giggled and then you pulled away which Jack tried to not show his disappointment. “I have to show my gratitude somehow. You literally saved my life.”

“There’s no need for that darlin’. I was just helping out a stranger.”

“You just told me you were coming from a night shift, I can pay for your breakfast or something.”

“What you can do for me is get back in your car, get home and rest your pretty head.” He watched you poke your bottom lip out and he had to bite his own to stop from doing what he was thinking of doing but he picked up on the fact that you don’t like being told no.

“I feel bad, there’s gotta be something more that I can do for taking your time.”

Jack Abbot who in that moment, feeling bold did something he hadn’t done in a very long time, he made the first move. “Why don’t we switch numbers and we can discuss later how you can thank me.” The flirtation undertone could not be missed and you picked up on it.

Jack Abbot who savoured the kiss you left on his cheek after you swapped numbers and got back into your car. “I’ll be seeing you Dr Jack Abbot.”

“Yes, you will darlin’. Yes you will.” He mumbled as he watched you drive away. He stood there for a moment letting his feelings settle as they registered. He felt giddy and that excited him.

Jack Abbot who as he drove away, smiled to himself as he knew that his life was about to change.

I WILL BE WORKING ON A LONGER TAGLIST.

Since morning, Lewis had been extremely affectionate. A hand around your waist, kisses on your neck and shoulder and at all times, your fingers were intertwined as you made your way to the airport.

He was acting like he did not spend the previous night in the home between your thighs — the main reason the two of you were late to the initial time for take off.

As you sat beside him on the private jet, his hand was inching higher on your bare thigh and he kept playing with the edge of your shorts.

“Can you stop?” You asked him as you moved his hand away and gave him a knowing look. “Kim and Angela are right there.” You mumbled. The stewardess was talking to Angela who was only a couple of feet away from you.

The tattooed hand soon returned, giving a slight squeeze. “But I’m hungry.” He mumbled, his head turned to face yours as he leaned against the headrest.

“You ate before we left the hotel.” You narrowed your eyes.

“I’m not full.” He licked his bottom lip before biting on it. The simple action had you taking a deep breath which caused him to smirk. He leaned forward and pecked your lips but as you moved away, he held you still by your jaw and deepened the kiss, slightly pushing his tongue into your mouth.

It was too easy for you to melt into Lewis and it didn’t take long before you were moaning softly as he sucked on your bottom lip — completely forgetting the other people in the carrier.

When a throat was cleared, that’s when he pulled away from your lips. You caught sight of a blushing Kim and a head shaking Angela (who was sadly used to your antics). “We’re ready to take off Sir Lewis.”

“Thank you Kim.” He replied as you hid your warm face into the crook of his neck.

For most of the journey, Lewis was well behaved until Kim converted your seats into a private sleeping quarter. The curtains were drawn and a thick blanket covered your bodies.

Lewis, who was supposed to be sleeping, was cuddling into your body as you scrolled through and answered some of your emails. You felt his hand push your tank top upwards as he caressed your soft skin.

“You smell so good.” He mumbled into your neck before giving you a light squeeze. “And so soft.”

“Thank you.” You replied, your eyes not moving away from your phone screen. Another couple of minutes passed by before Lewis was fussy again.

“Babyyy.” He whined. “Pay attention to me.”

You sighed before you placed your phone away and turned in his arms. You pried your leg in between his and cupped his face in your hands. “Has anyone ever told you how needy you are?” You questioned him as you moved some of his braids off his face.

Not caring for your comment, he leaned forward and softly kissed you. “Don’t pretend like you don’t like it.” He replied, causing a soft giggle to leave your lips before he pecked your lips again.

Not long after, the light and soft kisses turned into a heavy make out with his tongue pushing into your mouth. His fingers moved to your breast and pinched your nipple in between his fingers and softly tugged on them.

You moaned into his mouth as your need began to pool between your thighs. Lewis’s hand that had been on your ass ventured to your pussy and rubbed on your clit through the fabric of your shorts.

This was a dangerous game because before you knew it, he was taking your shorts off and was stationed in between your legs.

You tried to sit up and stop him but he just pushed you back down. “There’s people right next to us.” You quietly hissed.

“They can’t see us.” Lewis shrugged his shoulders before placing your legs on them.

“They’ll hear me. You know I can’t be quiet.” You whimpered as his fingers pulled your pussy lips open.

He looked up at you with the most devilish grin on his face. “Then you’re gonna have to try your hardest to be quiet.”

As another rebuttal was about to come out, he wrapped your clit with his lips. You quickly covered your mouth to stop the gasp that left you from becoming any louder.

Lewis had your toes pointing to the ceiling of the jet as he feasted on you like a man starved. He had been waiting to eat you up since morning and he wasn’t going to pass it up now.

You tried to bring your legs down due to the pressure mounting but he wouldn’t allow you. It was like he was on a mission to see how far he could push you.

To try and control yourself, you covered your face with a small pillow as he rapidly flicked his tongue on your bud before moving the tongue into your cunt. The way he had his nose rubbing on your clit as he tongue fucked you made you almost forget your surroundings.

As your orgasm quickly arose, you pulled on his braids. Your chest heavily rose up and down as you bucked your hips into his mouth. With your face covered, you couldn’t see the dark look Lewis was giving you. He rocked his hips against the seat beneath him to relieve some tension but all it did in turn was make him hungry for more.

When your back arched off the seat and both of your hands came to his head he knew that you were about to cum. As he focused on licking on your clit faster and using his fingers to press against your g-spot, he covered your mouth with his free hand.

When he felt you gush around his fingers, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he drank every last drop. You coming made him leak in his boxers. Your pleasure was his, always.

His body quickly covered yours once more and you pulled him down for a sloppy kiss. The taste of yourself on his lips and the feeling of his hardness against your thighs, you craved to feel him inside of you.

“Please Daddy.” You whispered against his lips as you used your feet to push his sweatpants down. Lewis wanted to chuckle at how the tables had turned and it was now you who was needy for him. And he gave you just what you needed.

He sunk into you, your slippery walls sucking him in so good, he had to bite down on his bottom lips to stop himself from swearing. Being inside of you as his poor assistant was in the seat a few feet away was something he had never seen himself doing but ever since being with you, he found himself being too weak to deny your sweetness.

He rocked his hips, grinding into you as far as he could go without making a sound. The feeling of your nails digging into his back clawed at his resistance to fuck you the way that he wanted. Your steady whimpers close to his ear threatened his resolve.

But it was when you said “Daddy, more.” He lost it. He placed the back of your thigh on his shoulder and wrapped his hand around your neck and covered your mouth with the other. You stared at him with wide eyes as he began to move a little faster. You could feel him touch your sweetest spot over and over and it made your thighs quake.

The tightness that you began to feel brought tears to your eyes. You were feeling so overwhelmed. You wanted to ask him why he chose now of all time to fuck your like this when you couldn’t scream the way you wanted to.

You tried to push him away as you felt yourself about to cum but he stayed consistent. Still covering your mouth, he moved his other hand in between you and rubbed on your clit. He watched as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. The desperate whimper that rang from behind his hand told him all that he needed to know.

“Right there?” He mumbled as he continued giving you the best strokes. You held onto him for dear life as you nodded your head. Your nails were unforgivable against his skin but he welcomed the pain as it was worth it to see you so cock drunk.

His movements became sloppy and sloppier and before long he buried his face in your neck as he groaned against your skin as your orgasms collided.

He pulled your skin into his mouth and sucked hard on it. You knew that you were going to bruise but you were used to it by now.

You stayed in the position that you were in with Lewis still inside of you, keeping you plugged up. You hummed as he turned the both of you around so that you were lying on top of him.

He cradled you and played with your hair until you could feel yourself answering to the lores of sleep.

“I can’t believe we just did that.” You said, causing him to break out a smile.

“I couldn’t wait. There’s still four hours to this trip.”

“It’s almost as if you’re up to something. Is there something you want to tell me, Sir Hamilton?” You teased him with a playful look on your face.

Lewis smirked before leaning down and pecking your lips. “If I was, you’d definitely know.”

He was just watching you.

You were in the kitchen dancing to the music playing as you poured two glasses of wine and then went on to prepare a bowl of popcorn. Nights where it was just the two of you were rare. Your company was booming and his schedule was barely clear so when the two of you were able to get a day off together, he cherished the time, choosing to spend it at home.

Even after a year together, Lewis grew to love you more and more with each passing day. You grew out of your shy shell and just blossomed. Your energy was vivacious and addicting, he couldn’t get enough of you. Nobody was perfect but to him, you were the very definition of the word.

People loved to say how opposite she was to him. Often in the negative sense but Lewis never listened to what they had to say. The attributes of your personality that they saw as flaws, he saw them as qualities that made him whole.

You completed him. You were a part of him just as much as he was a part of you. You were the one.

Even though it had only been a year, he did not need time to tell him what he knew and how he felt.

The warmth never left your cheeks as you approached Lewis. He had been sitting on the couch, head slightly tilted to the left, with this look of content in his eyes as he watched you. Despite being at your most comfortable in his presence, Lewis still had a way of making you nervous with the simplest look.

You pushed the shyness creeping back in down when Adorn by Miguel began to play. Lewis grinned as you put down the wine glasses and picked up the remote and began using it as a makeshift microphone.

“These lips can't wait to taste your skin, baby, no, no.” Your singing wasn’t the best but Lewis enjoyed it regardless because it was you. As you performed for him, his eyes cascaded down your body. You were dressed in a Formula One t-shirt and some biker shorts. His number was on the front of the shirt with his name across the back. Your face was free of makeup and your braids flowed all the way down to your ass.

Watching you serenade him not only made his heart swell, it stroked his desire to have you. You took his hand into yours and tried to pull him up to join him but he stayed seated, encouraging you to continue. A smile came across your lips as you sang along.

Adding more to your performance, you dropped onto his lap with your back against his chest. He groaned softly as the curve of your ass pushed against his cock as you whined your hips.

“Know that I adore you. Just that, baby.” Your voice came out more sultry than intended as you whispered the lyrics into his ear. Lewis wrapped his arm around your torso as you continued grinding against him. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, placing soft kisses on your skin.

The mood had shifted and you could tell that your soft teasing was turning him on. Just as you felt his hand slip underneath your shirt, you turned around in his lap with your thighs on either side of him. You dropped the remote and placed your hands on either side of his head and leaned down to peck his lips.

The soft cushion feeling of your lips against his own caused Lewis to hum softly.

“Thank you for loving me.” He mumbled, his words leaving a smile on your face.

“Always baby.” You replied. A few more pecks were shared before you made the move to get off his lap but Lewis clung onto you.

“Let me get the wine glasses at least.” You giggled at his neediness to have you close. You gave him his glass as you took a sip from yours.

“Are we finally going to watch this movie?” You asked as Lewis caressed your ass cheeks as you played with his hair.

“I kinda want to just sit here like this with you.” He mumbled into your chest causing you to coo softly.

“You’re such a baby.” You kiss the top of his head. He massages your ass, jiggling it and slapping it before gripping it. Just finding amusement in playing with your body.

“I’m your baby though.” He replied with a cheesy grin. You took his face into your hands and softly kissed him, smiling as you felt him try and push his tongue into your mouth.

“Yes you are.”

Innocent kisses became heavier with time. Nothing about them was rushed as they enjoyed the feel of their lips entangling together. Shivers travelled down your spine when you felt his hands slip into your biker shorts and grip your flesh. You whimpered into his mouth as you twitched and rubbed your covered pussy against the hardness beneath you.

The thickness of him pressed against your clit and with each drag, shockwaves of pleasure rush through your body. Your desire began to pool in between your thighs as arousal. Lewis pulled away from your lips and moved one of his hands to your chest and played with your nipple as your hips moved at their own accord.

“Baby.” You moaned as you placed your hand on top of his and humped him a little faster. Lewis smiled up at you as he loved the way your body reacted to him. Your body felt like it was on fire and your mouth began to water at the craving for a taste of him.

Soon your kisses become feverish and rushed as your touches needier. Clothes became discarded, your chests bare as they rubbed against each other. You trailed kisses down the length of his neck, down his chest until you were in between his legs on the floor. You placed one hand on his thigh as the other caressed his length over his sweatpants.

“I wanna taste you so bad baby.” You purred. He leaned backwards as you pulled the sweats down and grabbed his cock into your hand and the weight of him caused you to sigh. You assumed the most comfortable position on your knees and then you placed a kiss on the underside of his dick.

You heard a hiss as you began to lick the length of him. You loved the way that he tasted. The typical musk but it was carried with a scent completely unique to him. When you finally took him into your mouth, a moan rang out and his hand went to your hair as he moved it out of your face and just cradled your head as your eyes met.

Your head slowly bobbed up and down, each time taking him a little deeper. The lures of your mouth had his head dropping against the back of the couch. Hearing his praise for you motivated you more. As your tongue focused on his tip, your hands came to the rest of his girth and began to tug and twist at him as you made sure that his tip hit the back of your throat.

“Fuck you’re so good at that baby.” He groaned and you moaned at his praise. You fondled his balls and then pressed the little area underneath them which caused a louder moan to be emitted from Lewis. But it also sparked the dominance within him and before you knew it, he gripped your hair and began thrusting into your mouth.

You hollow your cheeks and made the suction tighter for him. “Such a good little slut for Daddy.” You nodded your head as your eyes met once again. Your spit mixed with his pre cum dribbled down his cock but you took it back into your mouth and used it as lubricant to slide his length a further down your throat. You lost yourself as you continued to use your skilful mouth on his dick. Eyes closed as you moved your hand faster around him, gagging slightly as he hit the back of your throat.

“Shiiittt.” Lewis cursed as his eyes rolled to the back of his skull. He placed both hands on the sides of your head and stopped you. “Look at me sweet girl.” He said.

The darkness of his eyes caused you to whimper. “Put your hands behind your back.” You followed his instruction and he began thrusting his hips forward. His fingers tightened around your braids as he moved your head to the pace that he wanted. He didn’t care for your gagging sounds or your squirming. You were his to use how he pleased.

His stomach muscles clenched as he felt the drag of your tongue against a particular spot on the tip of his cock. The sensations travelled up his spine and then settled back down at the base of his dick. He groaned as he pulled you away from him and dragged you up to his lips by the back of your neck.

The musk of him lingered on your lips as he consumed you. Lips moving so bracingly, it left you entirely breathless. You felt the throbbing of his need against your hot skin which left you whimpering into his mouth.

“Take these off.” He breathed against your swollen lips before you stood up straight and pushed the biker shorts down. The dampness dragging down the inner part of your thigh. He licked his bottom lip before biting on it as he drank you in.

“Come here.” Lewis mumbled. The hoarseness and deep tone of his voice made you inhale sharply. He picked up one of your legs and placed it on the couch and he scooted closer in between your thighs. Kisses were left in his wake, getting you wetter than you were before. Your slick covered your pussy lips, so he leaned forward and took a lick.

The first flick had you gasping and reaching for his messy curls to steady yourself. “This all for me baby?” He asked as he parted your lips to expose your clit.

“Yes Daddy.” You answered, your voice airy and desperate. At the sound of that, Lewis hummed in satisfaction before pushing two of his fingers in.

“My sweet sweet girl.” He rolled his tongue around your clit as his fingers worked your insides. Your head fell backwards as you bucked your hips into his face. His free hand came to your ass and his nails dug into your flesh as he moved his fingers faster and never moved his mouth away from your clit.

He was pressing against your sweet spot so it did not take long for your walls to tighten around his digits. “Fuuucckkk, baby I’m coming!” You cried as you tugged at his hair. You looked down and his eyes were already on your face and that was all it took. You gasped, a soundless moan leaving you as you came all over his fingers and into his mouth.

His mouth did not stop moving until he felt you trembling and if he kept going, you were going to collapse. You pushed his head away, giggling at the intoxicated look on his face. As you moved onto his lap, he brought the fingers that were inside of you to your mouth. You eagerly sucked them clean, moaning at the pressure of them pushing down on your tongue.

Those same fingers gripped your jaw and brought your lips to his once again. This kiss was messy but just as passionate. Your tongues waged war as you melted into him. You felt his tip slowly push into you. A gasp then followed by a groan as you sank down on him. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you pressed your forehead against his.

The slap on your ass cheek made your eyes snap open. “You’re so deep Lew.” You spoke softly as you tried to adjust to his size but your walls were pulsating around him. You did not want to move, he felt too good inside of you and just wanted to marvel in that however Lewis was too impatient for that.

A squeal left your lips as the sudden shift left you on your back on the couch with Lewis hovering above you. He made sure that you were comfortable before he put one leg around his waist and held onto yours. The way your lower back slightly arched off the bed pushed himself deeper inside of you.

“Daddy.” You gasped, your hands coming forward to hold onto his arms. With that he began to move. Slowly at first to build a sweet momentum however that was enough to cause a fire to burn within the pits of your stomach. Your soft moans and breaths brushed against his face. You could barely open your eyes as he gave you slow and deep strokes.

He placed soft kisses underneath your chin as he held your thighs open and began to pound you harder, drawing out long moans from you. “Yes, fuck me just like that.” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he rolled his hips, pushing the blunt tip against your sweet spot.

“How do you want it princess?” He asked you as he slowed down. Your walls were clenched tightly around his cock but he wanted to edge you out a little more.

“Harder, please.” You whispered as you squirmed beneath him. Lewis held your head still by your neck, moving it to the side as he laid kisses on your skin, trailing his lips down your chest and taking your nipple into his mouth. As you caressed his back, feeling his back muscle move underneath your fingertips, Lewis moved his mouth to your other nipple.

His hips lifted and dropped down, pushing himself deeper inside of you. Not waiting for a moment’s breath he continued with the steady pace. The sound of your wetness and the slapping of skin echoed in the room.

“So fucking wet for me.” He groaned as he slightly leaned up and tightened his grip around your neck as he moved faster. “This tight pussy is mine isn’t it baby.” You frantically nodded your head as you wrapped your hand around his wrist.

“It’s yours Daddy, always.” You whimpered a response as your pussy throbbed. He loved hearing you say that to him. He knew that you meant it. He had ruined you for anybody else and he didn’t want anybody but you. He watched you struggle for air, gasping with each breath as he fucked you. It drove his arousal and took over him.

The hand around your throat finally let go and gripped your jaw. He forced open your mouth and spat in it. He didn’t need to tell you to swallow. You did so with a moan and a smile that pleased him.

“You’re such a good girl aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“And good girls get to cum don’t they.” He kissed your pouted lips.

“Yes, yes, yes.” You chanted repeatedly as your thighs began to tremble. “Oh fuck, daddy please!”

“That’s it, my sweet girl. Cum for me.” He mumbled as he looked down into your eyes. He watched yours fill with tears as your mouth gaped open as you came all over him. He kissed your parted lips as he never stopped hitting your sweet spot. His balls swelled and his cock throbbed, his thrusts becoming sloppier and his breathing harsher.

“Fill me up Lew.” You whispered against his cheek before laying a kiss on it. “Come inside me, pretty please.”

“Ahhh fuuuccckk.” Lewis moaned as he erupted inside of you. “Shiittt.” His hips stuttered as he emptied his load. He fell on top of you and captured your lips into a sloppy and slow kiss. You wrapped your legs around him and caressed his back before leading your fingers into his hair.

He groaned softly as your nails scratched his scalp and he twitched inside of you.

“You tryna go another round Sir Hamilton?” You asked with a hint of humour in your voice. Lewis’s laughter vibrated into your chest.

“Where should the next location be?”

“The bedroom. I want to see the tattoos on your back as you fuck me.”

“Fuck.” Lewis groaned before he stood up and picked you up into his arms. “Anything for you my sweet girl ..”