My Most Precious One (13 page)

He reached for my face and held it in his hands wiping my tears away with his thumbs. “I never want to see you cry, not like this. Its gut retching Alexia. I can’t take watching you ache, when I can’t do anything to make it better. Please baby.” With his soft pleas he began to slowly kiss each eye trying to make my tears stop. I moved forward and landed in his chest. The warmth of his body soothed my bruised ego. He shushed me as I silently cried in his arms.

“Let’s order in, ok?” He finally spoke.

“It’s ok now, I’m better.” I mustered up a smile. “Mommy issues.” I opened my drawer and took out my butcher knife. “At least you didn’t rearrange my stuff.” I sniffled.

“I just wanted to fix the cabinet I busted up.”

I looked around. “Lukas, you did far more than just fix my one cabinet.”

We spent the rest of the day fixing gyozas, well it was more me showing Lukas how to cook. He seriously needed lessons. It was fun and he was making an effort to make me forget about my mom and what had happened before.

“So are you going to stay in your suit all night or are you going to change?” I asked as I was about to fry up the gyozas.

“I didn’t bring anything to change into.” He reached for the bottle of wine I bought. I smiled as I opened my tote. I knew it wasn’t what he was used to, but I wanted to repay his thoughtfulness. I bought him a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants from Lululemon, they had the best comfy yoga clothing. He uncorked the bottle as I stuck out my hand holding the bag.

“What did you do?” He asked pointedly. I urged him to take it.

“I wanted to get you jeans but I didn’t know your size and unlike you I didn’t have anyone to ask, so I opted for sweatpants.” He took the bag from me and opened it. “If you don’t like it I can always return it.” He took out the clothing I got for him, there was something about his face at that moment, it was almost melancholy. He walked around the counter and grabbed my neck pulling me in for a kiss, his lips softly brushed against mine. His taste was titillating. He then bit me on my lower lip and then soothed it with his tongue.

“Thank you baby.” He smiled softly as he brushed past me to my room to change. My Suit had his own issues.

Easy Living

The night was warm, but I still turned on the patio heater, Lukas had decided to take a shower. I mimicked his actions by buying him a tooth brush and shampoo he used. I set up the outside as he cleaned himself up. Dinner was ready and I sat on my comfy patio chair with my legs folded into me as I held a glass of merlot. I was looking up into the sky. It was a little past six and the sun that shined all day had begun to set soft colours of orange and red as it peaked across the sky. I put on some classic Billie Holiday. She filled my home with her melancholy voice as she sang Easy Living.

I laughed quietly as I sipped my wine, I didn’t miss the irony of the song.

“Why are you laughing?” Lukas asked as he sat down.

“It’s nothing I just love her, that’s all.” I poured him a glass wine.

“This is Billie Holiday right?” He asked

“Yeah.” I waited until he tried one gyoza. I really wanted his approval, more like I wanted his acknowledgment that I was a good cook. He ate one, looked at me, his eyes nearly bugging out, then took two more, dipping them in the sauce and shoving them in his mouth. “Good?” I laughed.

“Damn good! That’s it babe, I’m keeping you now.”

He barely talked about work, not that I didn’t try to get him to talk. I knew he had a personal assistant, some security, that I never saw and a secretary.

We finished our meal and I brought out fruits and cheese for us to eat. “So you’re saying your cousin made this cheese in Greece?” He asked looking at cheese then the honey.

“Yes Lukas, he did. Just dip it into the honey and the sweet and salty flavour will overwhelm you.” He hesitated.

“Trust me. This is how we eat it.” I dipped a small piece of cheese into the honey, which was also from my cousin and offered it to him. He took it and relished in its flavours.

“I told you!” I rolled my eyes. He grabbed my wrist and brought my fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. I was gawking. Stop Alexia! The fantasy of having honey drizzled all over him had plastered itself all over my mind. I was busy slowly licking it off… “With a face like that I know you’re thinking something dirty.” I blushed, time to change the subject.

“You said I can only ask you if I had questions.” I tested the waters.

“Yes” he answered.

“About you family…” He reached for his glass and held it.

“My family is from old money and had a lot of power. Like your mom, my father and mother sought to control me, but I refused, took whatever I could and started on my own. Now, I have more money than they do and I barely speak to them.” The way he ended his sentence was basically, don’t touch this subject anymore.

“Okay.” I said slowly sipping my wine. “And all the women?” He exhaled. I regretted it the moment I asked.

“Alexia, look at me.” I reluctantly looked at his face. His perfectly shaved goatee with the slight grey showing, his eyes fusing me in place “I would have never picked you out of the line of my usuals… I can’t lie but…” I sucked in air as he continued. “They always came to me, but you, you waited until I came to you. They were cold, one dimensional, only wanting the image of who I was. You, you’re whole, red hot live wire of independence. There is a fierceness in you. You’re someone I have to actually make an effort for, you challenge and push me, while others only want to appease me.” He laughed “Those women would come to me with a flick of my eye, you…you actually ignored my existence.” That was a lie, he must have known it.

“Thank god for Roxi’s loud mouth or I would have never heard it come from your mouth that you fantasized about me. It made me hard hearing you say you watched porn, thinking of me, cuming with me on your mind.” He brushed his knuckles across my cheek. I watched as he perfectly chiseled face smiled at me like I was so precious to him. “Alexia, I don’t want you to go to your parents’ house, not unless I’m there.”

“Lukas I know that we only met and started to see each other, but you need to trust me, I can handle this.” I pleaded.

“Baby, I have been watching you for quite a while and the ‘when’ we started to see each other is only a formality. You are what I need and want and I don’t like the idea of another man thinking he might have a chance with what belongs to me.” His words froze me in place.

“Lukas, he won’t think that. How could he? When you have so decisively marked me as yours. No man will ever take me away from you. I’m not going anywhere unless you want me to and even then Lukas, I’ll fight for you.” I took his hand into mine and squeezed it. “You’re an ass.” I mocked.

“What?” I took him by surprise.

“It’s your fault. You’ve branded me as yours inside and out.”

He laughed “Then I’m doing my job.” Lukas then spent the rest of the night making sure I would remember who my man was.

Lukas was in the shower and I was eating my breakfast, when my phone chimed.

Who the hell is the guy and why is mom all over me about this?

Great! So my mom had called my sister and started to rant to her.

Lukas is customer @ the store, one thing led to another and well we started dating.

Kara

Mom says she doesn’t like him… too pushy. Send me a pic want to see who finally got ur attention…

Me

Says the pot about the kettle… she basically arm twisted me about meeting some stranger from Greece to get married to him. she’s the one who’s Fucken pushy….

Kara

Ok just send me a pic already!!!!!

I waited until my Suit got out of the shower and sat himself down at the counter to eat the breakfast I made me.

“Be brooding!” I ordered. He looked at me in a questionable manner. That will do too. I took the pic.

“Why should I be brooding this early in the morning?” He took his cup waiting to hear what I had to say.

“My sister wanted to see how you looked.” I examined the photo, making sure it was good enough so my sister can see how damn sexy he was.

“Your sister?” He remarked putting his cup down.

“Yeah she older than me, my mom had called her and told her, her version of the story, which sorry to say babe you probably looked like an asshole. It’s normal for my mom to embellish.” I pressed send and waited.

“As long as she stops her matchmaking ways, we’ll get along just fine.” I laughed knowing that would be a Herculean effort.

Damn, want to switch??

“So what did she say?” He gave me a Chester cat grin waiting to hear the enviable.

“She said I could do better.” He rolled his eyes.

“Sure she did.”

“Face it Lukas, not everyone will fall at your feet. You’re not everyone’s cup of tea.” I slapped him playfully against his cheek. He looked affronted.

“Really and who’s your cup of tea?”

I sucked my teeth thinking. “hmmm…Darcy, Mr. Rochester, and Mr. Thornton and not in any particular order.” I waved my hand. “Well, depends on the kind of day I’m having.”

“Darcy sounds familiar but the other two guys, I never heard of.” The duh look came over my face.

“Why would you, first off, you’re not a chick and secondly, you probably don’t read novels from the 18
th
century.” I pointed at my books.

“You’re right I don’t. It’s impossible for any man to live up to the fantasies of any woman author.” I shrugged, he came pretty damn close.

He looked at his watch. “I need to leave to get dressed and head to work. I’ll call you later.” He dangled a set of keys. “I’ll keep Roxi’s keys. I don’t really want her to have it anymore, seeing that she could interrupt us.”

He reached over the counter and grasped the nape of my neck pulling me in for a kiss. It was tender and warm, his mouth opened just slightly so I could taste him, his supple lips teasing me, making my core hum. He smiled against my lips

“Even though I want a repeat of last night, I seriously need to go babe.” I whimpered.

“Fine. Go forth and make your millions, whilst I sit here with the raging wetness you’ve given me.” I said in an in British accent. He grinned and winked. I jumped off my bar stool and started to tidy up.

Wait for me, ill make sure i make it up to you

I’m so going to have fun with this.

I don’t think so babe, I’m going off to watch some porn and play with myself.

Dont you dare, you cum only for me!!

My fingers feel like they need the work, so…

You’re being a bad girl and ill make sure u pay for it. Now don’t touch urself!!!

Just before I could send Lukas another text my mother called. Great! Whatever raging anything I had, had now disappeared.

“Ela ma” I waited but she didn’t answer. She often did that. She would stay silent on the phone trying to listen if anyone was around me. “Ma!” I cried.

“You are coming tonight!”
She insisted, I took a deep breath and was going to count to ten. One, two, three… “No!” I couldn’t do it.

“I have already invited him, what will he think of you?”
I started washing the dishes.

“Well since he won’t know me, I don’t really care.” She stayed silent again. “Ma” I said again, knowing she was trying to piece together the sounds around me.

“What are you doing now? Is he there? Don’t you tell me he stayed with you?”
Saying no to her was getting really easy for me.

“Mother.” Trust me in Greek is sounds worst. “I’m almost certain that you didn’t invite him just yet, not trusting that I would show, so therefore, I’m not coming. Don’t push the subject, I’m not interested.” She was quiet again. God, it irritated me to no end when she did this. “Ok seeing that you’re not speaking to me or listening, I’ll call you later.” I hung up. That was the A typical ‘I’m going to call you maybe never, well not never but more like in a few weeks’. I fired a text to my sister.

Sorry ur not going to be happy with me, don’t pick up mom’s calls for the next two days.

She texted me back

Don’t be stupid just do what u want, ignore her. she only wants what best that’s all, even if its not what u want.

I stopped what I was doing and left to go to the gym. A workout always helped me after talking to my mom.

I spent the rest of the day streaming BBC movies. My fave right now was Jane Austin’s Persuasion. The actor who played Wentworth was hot as sin and the acting was just phenomenal. My mom didn’t bother calling me back and neither did Lukas, I figured he was busy making money and I would only get in the way, so I didn’t bother calling him or texting.

I was completely enthralled with Jane Eyre’s speech to Rochester when he proposes to her, that I didn’t notice Lukas walk in. “Holy shit you scared me!” I screamed. “What the hell is it with you?” I said trying to regain my senses. He leaned over and kissed me on the temple.

“Thank you” He whispered.

“Whatcha talkin’ about Willis?” He laughed at my sad attempt. “Why you laughing you should know the reference since it’s from your generation.” I laughed

“Not funny Alexia!” I thought it was. I reached for my mouse. “Now shut it! Jane’s telling him how she feels…best part of the whole thing.” I said in a British accent

“What is this?” He leaned it, hmm his smell made me limp.

“Ah...” I lost my train of thought. He turned to face me, waiting. “Jane Eyre, it’s the best adaptation.”

“Is it? Well we’re going to have to watch it, but only after I’m done with you.” He swiveled my chair and lifted me up onto the desk. My core still had lit embers from this morning’s fire he set.

He sat in my chair and torn off my booty shorts. He grabbed both my legs and steadied them on the desk, spreading me wide. He then rolled the chair closer to me. “I think I still owe you one.” His voice was low and control, fanning the hot coals that lay in my belly. “Hmmm.” Was all I could say. He glided his finger along my seam. “Still wet I see.” He brought his finger to my mouth. I tasted sweet. All I could do was moan. “I’m going to make this so good for you baby.” He lowered his head to my pussy and gently blew air, heightening my nerves and my bud. “It’s swollen and I haven’t even touched you yet. Watch me eat you Alexia.”

I looked down watching this powerful man in an expensive suit, who probably made another million, use his tongue and slowly lapped me from one end to the other. He reached my clit and circled around it.

“You were a good girl today. You didn’t play with yourself. You waited for my touch.” He wrapped his arm around my leg spreading my folds. “You smell so good baby, good enough to eat.” He began to devour me in such a hungry passion that I nearly came. “Control it!” He demanded as he slowed down his movements. “I want it to last. I want you to fall apart as you cum in my mouth.” I whimpered as he spoke. He continued with his punishing rhythm, he would start off slow picking up his pace, going deeper, he tongue now fucking me.

“Lukas!” I cried, he chuckled as he slid in two fingers.

“I love your pussy, but I also love your nice rosy bud.” He took out one finger and slid it into my ass. “It’s nice how easily you open up for me.” He worked his fingers and his tongue, cruelly tormenting me. I could feel my body being pulled to the edge. God, he owed my body. “That’s it baby. I can feel your pussy swelling, cum for me.” He continued to lick me as I exploded. “Hmmm.” He murmured, the vibrations made me clench. I steadied my body not to fall over as Lukas gently sucked my swollen clit. “You taste so fucken sweet baby, I can eat you all day.”

My body felt like jelly. He stood up from the chair and I took his face in my hands and kissed him, licking up all my juices.

“Thank you for not going to your parents.”

I shrugged. “I did it mostly for me.”

He smiled “Either way, thank you.” He started to walk away. “Um excuse you sir, but where do you think you’re going?” He squinted his eyes.

I slid off my desk and knelt down before him. I unzipped his uber expensive suit pants.

“Just as I thought” I grinned, he was hard as steel.