“Yes,” I breathe, nodding and he grabs my hands before planting them above my head against the tile.
“Now, be a good girl and don’t move.”
I moan, closing my eyes as his hands slowly start traveling over my curves, his touch light enough to drive me out of my mind. Stepping up behind me, he presses his cock against my ass and his hands move to my belly, dropping lower and lower until he brushes his fingers over my clit.
“Lucas,” I whisper and he nips at my ear again.
“You like that, Darlin’?”
I nod before dropping my head back on his shoulder. “You know I do.”
Chuckling, he circles the sensitive little bundle of nerves with one hand as the other drags back up my body and squeezes my tit.
“You going to come for me?”
“Yes,” I whisper, thrusting my hips back against him and he groans, his breath fanning out across my neck.
“Thought I told you not to move?”
I shrug, shaking my ass back and forth across his cock. “I’m not a good listener.”
“Yeah, I’ve gathered that,” he quips, the pressure on my clit increasing as he rubs faster and I gasp, my knuckles going white as I try to keep my grip on the wall. “We’re going to have to fix that.”
“Or…” I whisper, trying to organize my thought as my release builds deep in my belly. “You could just get used to it. Us Dawson women are very strong willed.”
“I don’t know about that,” he growls, kissing my neck before his teeth sink into my skin and I gasp again. My nipples pebble almost to the point of pain and I rock my hips against his hand, chasing an orgasm that’s just out of reach.
“More, babe. Please,” I beg and he groans as he releases my tit and grabs my chin, forcing my face to his before stealing a kiss. Just as I’m about to fall into the abyss of my release, his hand falls away from my core and I cry out.
“Shh, I’ve got you,” he whispers, spinning me around and lifting me into his arms again. His cock presses against my entrance and he plunges forward as he pins my shoulders to the wall.
“Lucas!” I scream, gripping the back of his neck as he finds a steady rhythm that resurrects my abandoned orgasm in an instant. Pulling us away from the wall, he moves his hands to my ass and manipulates me up and down on his cock as he steps toward the water, grunting each time he sinks back into me.
“Oh my god,” I moan, my muscles aching from holding on to him.
“Fuck,” he groans. “Is that what you wanted? You needed this cock?”
I nod through my near constant moans. “Yes.”
“Greedy girl,” he growls, slamming me down harder and a rainbow of colors explodes through my vision as a release seizes my body. He roars, stumbling over to the wall and pinning me against the tile as he presses his forehead against my chest and continues driving into me.
“Goddamn it, baby.”
I grip his hair and give it a little tug, forcing him to look up at me. His brows furrow in question but I ignore it as I lean down and kiss him hard. His grip on my hips tightens and he pulls away from me as a loud groan spills out of his mouth.
“Fuck!” he yells, thrusting into me one last time before he stills and groans my name, his voice echoing off the walls of the shower. After a second, he glances up at me and I can’t help but smile.
“I love you,” I whisper, reveling in the feeling of being able to say that to him and his answering smile that damn near blinds me.
“Darlin’, I fucking love you more.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him close and press a quick kiss against his lips before going in for another.
“What do you say we finish showering and then go see our girl?”
He nods, leaning in for another kiss. “I can’t think of anything better.”
Chapter Fifteen
Lucas
“Oh, she’s gonna do it,” I say, sitting up a little straighter as Brooklyn stands and looks down at her feet. Quinn laughs from my arms and shakes her head.
“She’s just teasing you, babe. She’s probably going to start walking when no one is around to watch her.”
I scoff and glance down at her. “No way. My girl is about to be a walking machine.”
Instead of arguing with me, she just shakes her head again and cuddles into my side as we watch Brooklyn on the other side of the living room. If you had told me even a few months ago that this would be my life, I would have laughed. In fact, I think I did laugh when Ali insinuated that I would be next but meeting these two changed everything. There is peace in my soul where there once was chaos and my guilt has been replaced with love for the woman of my dreams and her perfect daughter.
My mind drifts back to yesterday. After we finished showering at the hotel, we came home but I wasn’t ready to leave them so Quinn suggested we take Brooklyn to the zoo. We spent the whole day walking around, showing Brooklyn the animals and stuffing our faces with vendor food. I can’t remember the last time I had so much fun and when Quinn took Brooklyn into the bathroom, a little old woman told me I had a beautiful family. Like a little bitch, I almost cried right in front of that stranger because it’s been nineteen years since I felt like I had a family but as soon as she said it, it felt so right that I couldn’t brush it off. Quinn and Brooklyn have become my family just like the guys in the club did when they took me in all those years back.
Quinn gasps and points across the room as Brooklyn lifts her little foot up, trying to take a step, but before she can set it down, she plops down to her butt and I sigh.
“I told you she was teasing.”
I dig my fingers into her ribs and she squeals. “Yeah? What was all that gasping for, then?”
“Okay, so maybe she got me that time, too.”
“That’s what I thought,” I murmur as I wrap my arms around her and kiss her forehead. Brooklyn stands again and claps her hands as she looks up at us.
“Oh, no, baby girl. I’m on to your games.”
She laughs, flashing us a toothy grin and we both chuckle as she glances down at her feet and takes a step forward. Quinn gasps, leaning forward and I’m right there with her, watching intently as Brooklyn takes another tentative step.
“Oh my god,” she breathes, dropping down to her knees and holding out her hands. “Come on, sweet girl. You can do it.”
Brooklyn glances over at me and I smile as she takes another step. I nudge Quinn and she flicks her gaze over her shoulder as I grin.
“What did I tell you? Walking machine.”
Rolling her eyes, she turns away from me. “Smug bastard.”
“Brooklyn,” I call, laughing as I get down on my knees next to Quinn. “You got this, Princess.”
Brooklyn takes a few more steps, surprised and delighted with herself each time her foot does what she wants it to do. She claps as she gets closer to us and I peek over to Quinn. There are tears shining in her eyes but she’s wearing the biggest smile I’ve ever seen as she watches her daughter take her first steps.
God, I fucking love her.
I would move heaven and earth for either one of them. Reaching down, I feel the outline of the ring I’ve been carrying around in my pocket all day long and smile. I don’t know how I’m going to do it yet or when but soon, I’ll get down on one knee and ask her to spend the rest of her life with me.