My Most Precious One (15 page)

His kiss was heavy with words that he could not say. He undid me, like he always did. I opened my mouth and a small gasp escaped me. I reached my arms around him, holding him tight to me, “I missed you.” He slid inside me with deliberately long thrusts. “My Alexia, mine.” He kissed me again, the tenderness of his touch, the feel of his body, the weight of his words. I closed my eyes letting him take me, just like he always had. He didn’t demand that I cum, it came on its own. He watched as I withered in ecstasy, he held onto my waist driving himself to cum.

He rolled me over holding me close to his chest I could hear the rhythmic sounds of his heart beating. Something changed tonight. I changed. I closed my eyes, nuzzling myself into him. I was in love him. I was in love with Lukas Blakk.

New York

He kissed my hair and began pushing it off my face. “Are you going to come with me to New York now?” He asked, but I shrugged. “Alexia?” He pulled me into his arms and pushed my chin up to face him. “I told you, I am sorry and that is a lot from me. I have never really apologized to anyone before, not for my actions, ever! So don’t make this harder for me, just come to New York, be there with me.” He smiled “I’ll spoil you.” He winked trying to tempt me. He lifted my chin and kissed me.

“Okay” I said meekly.

“Okay?” He asked.

“Yes okay!” I said.

He pushed me off and started to get dressed.

“You don’t need to take anything but your passport. “I’ll get you anything you need in New York.” I waved him off. I hated that he wanted to pay for everything.

“No it’s fine, I’ll just take a small bag with me, give me five minutes.” But he made a face “Alexia.”

“Shush! I’m still pissed as it is.” I was and I wasn’t. He had apologized which made me feel better, but I was still hurt. That was a lot harder to let go of.

“Alexia, I’ll never hurt you like that again, I just…” He let out a sigh and sat back down on my bed. “It was work and work sometimes takes over my world and you Alexia are my world. You’re the only thing that truly matters to me, I’m not asking you to be second on my list, just please understand me.” I walked over to him, leaving my bag on the floor.

“Lukas, the thing is, I do understand. My parents ran multiple restaurants, which made them a lot of money. I was left alone a lot and I was fine with it, but you need to understand that you can’t just leave me whenever you feel like you can. All you have to do is tell me and I’ll wait that’s all. I’m not complicated or need details, one phone call would have just been fine with me.”

He narrowed his eyes, “Just one phone call?” He asked skeptically.

“Yes, just one phone call.” I reassured. He stood up, picked me up from the floor and held me tight in a bear hug.

“Where the hell did I ever find you?”

I laughed “At the bistro, duh!”

He helped me out of the black Escalade. Mr. Baldy had driven us to a private airport. There was a private jet on the tarmac waiting. The stairs of the plane were extended and a beautifully dressed stewardess waited for us at the bottom of the stairs.

“Mr. Blakk, Miss Lexi.” I waited outside as Lukas started off for the stairs.

“Miss Lexi?” She asked, she was blond and had slicked back her hair into a tight ponytail, her smile was actually sincere.

I was totally awestruck. I mean seriously the man owned his own private jet and it wasn’t small like the others, this was completely and utterly surreal. He walked back down the stairs and extended his hand. “It won’t bite, Alexia.” He took my hand and walked me up.

I walked in and was taken aback. It was spacious and luxurious. There were dark wood accents along the wall, with plush white couches and chairs near an office table in the middle of the space.

“Lukas” I whispered.

“I hold meetings here.” He pointed. He continued to hold my hand and walked me to the back of the jet. The floor was wood but had large off white area rugs, which looked beautiful.

“We’ll sit here.” He offered. There were a few rows of large white billowing leather seats that lined the plane’s windows with small tables in front of them. He directed me to my chair and sat next to me.

“You know if you show my mom your plane she’s probably fall in love with you.” I laughed at how ridiculous this all was.

“Really?” He said smiling.

“But then again, no amount of money would make you Greek in her eyes, so I don’t know.” I smiled still overwhelmed with the enormity of it all. Lukas gave me a side look, the man wasn’t amused.

“Well, it’s fine because right now I have my hands full with one woman and she’s testing my patience.” He said in a not too pleased manner. I stuck out my tongue at him teasing him.

“Oh I spoke to your so called woman and she says she no longer has the desire to be with you anymore, her patience has run out. Sorry old friend.” I said sarcastically. His eyes narrowed.

“Oh really? Is that why she decided to go out on a date with someone her mother set her up with? Causing me to fly down and get her?” I swallowed hard. Shit! I was in trouble. Hey! Wait a damn minute.

“Cause and effect, kind sir. Had you not caused the issue, she would have not resorted to those actions.” I raised my hands in triumph.

“Did you?” His tone, now serious.

“Did I what?” I retorted.

“Did you go out with someone?” His face was pained, still hurt by my words from this afternoon.

“No Lukas, I would never go on a date, I just…wanted to hurt you. Your leaving brought up old wounds. They’re my issues I know, I’ve been trying to deal with.”

“You made me fly all the way down here for you and you think you have issues?” His smile somewhat relieved.

“I didn’t make you do anything sir, you came all on your own. I would have been quite content being at home on my own.” I turned my head, pretending I didn’t want to look at him. I could see his reflection in my window, his smile grew wider, and so did my heart. “Liar.” He murmured. I sucked in air acting like I was wounded and turned to face him.

“Moi? A liar? I think not.”

His navy suit still looked good. He had taken off his tie leaving his white crisp shirt unbuttoned until I could see the top of his chest. His thick chain still dangled around him. He turned his chair to face me. He was hunched over his legs, resting his elbows on his knees, giving me a direct stare. “Well, I wouldn’t have been happy if I didn’t get to see your face. I missed you too damn much.”

It was only a forty five minute flight, but the moment we hit the air, Lukas was fast asleep. He must have worked really hard these last few days and I didn’t help matters. The stewardess came around and said it was ok to unfasten our seat belts. I figured it would be ok to walk around and check out the plane.

I walked to the front where his “little” board meeting area was, little being an understatement. I found Mr. Baldy sitting there.

“Ms. Samos.” I smiled.

“Sorry about before. There was a misunderstanding.” I felt like shit about having to do that to him.

“It’s ok.” He said.

“Your name?” I asked. He just stared at me.

“It’s that or I’ll call you baldy.”

He laughed “I’m bald by choice.”

I shrugged “pas d’ importance.”

He straightened up in his chair “My name is Jacob.” He began wrapping up his ear buds.

“Sorry you were listening to music.” I said apologetically.

“It’s ok.” He stood up and put his nano in his pocket.

“What were you listening to?” Best way to judge someone was to hear about their music preference.

“You wouldn’t know them.” He stated.

“Yeah, give me a try.” I challenged.

“The Kills.”

I laughed “Black Balloon is one of my faves.”

“You know them?” He gasped.

“Who doesn’t?” I asked sarcastically.

“I don’t.” Lukas stood at the door way, Jacob bowed slightly and walked to the front of the plane.

“Sorry babe, did I wake you?” I asked, as I reached my hand and caressed his chest.

“I don’t like you flirting with the help.” I laughed and tried to compose myself. I reached for his face and cupped it in my hands and lowered him to me and gave him a kiss.

“I wasn’t flirting. The only man I see is you. Know that and understand it.”

We landed and a Q7 Audi all black with tinted windows was waiting for us. Jacob drove as we headed towards Manhattan. “You’re excited I see.” He said with a slight smirk on his face. I jumped into his lap “I can see that you are too.” I winked.

I nuzzled myself into his embrace. I got comfortable in his arms as he wrapped them around me and held me close to him. “Always the bad girl.” His gruff voice making it evident how tired he was. “Always.”

We drove for a while until I saw the skyline.

“I’ve never been to New York before.” My revelation shocked him.

“Are you serious? I thought all girls came to see where Carrie Bradshaw lived and loved.” He mocked.

“Not me, I loved the show, but I never came here.” He pulled me tighter and kissed my head.

“It’s almost midnight, the city is still alive. Do you want to go for a drink?” He offered. I could see the tale-tell signs of him being overworked. I wanted him home and sleeping not entertaining me.

“No, you’re tired.” I insisted “Let’s just get me home.” Once I finished my sentence, I felt him stiffen.

“What?” I asked pulling away a little. I looked up at his face. He looked somber and serious. He was lost in his thoughts. I reached and lightly caressed his cheek as I searched his eyes, desperate to find where he went to. He shook his head and began to breath. He finally looked at me, pushing my hair off my face and gave me a ghost smile.

“Home?” He whispered. I dropped my head slightly, realizing I might have overstepped.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” I began to slide off him, but he pulled me back, holding me close to his chest.

“Shut up.”

The car finally came to a stop in front of a huge building. I could hardly see it since it was so dark out. The car idled in front of a large garage door as Jacob reached and pressed a small button that was on the roof of the Audi. The door slowly slid open. Once it was done opening, Jacob drove into a small compartment that closed behind us. That’s when I felt it move.

“Are we on an elevator?” I asked nervously.

“Yes it’s bringing us to my penthouse.” Lukas still held onto me as I moved about trying to look around, I was totally giddy and excited. This was a car elevator that brought you up to your floor. I don’t even know how many stories up, but knowing Lukas, it had to be the top floor.

“Would wonders never cease?” I whispered to myself.

“You’re too much, you know this right?” Lukas laughed at my complete lack of decorum.

“I’m sorry. Am I supposed to…I don’t know what I’m supposed to do? This is the shit, Lukas, oh my god.” I shrieked excitedly.

The elevator stopped and Jacob backed the car into the garage. He then opened the door for us. In a not so lady like manner, I slipped off of Lukas’ lap and stepped out of the car. Lukas placed his hand on my lower back and guided me through the door, which led right to his house.

“Jacob” Lukas said.

“Good night sir, Good night Ms. Samos.”

His home was much like the one in Montréal, with old leather couches and dark accents with touches of bright colours. He had ceiling to floor windows and his view was of the river and part of the city. I watched as Lukas moved around his penthouse.

“Why are you just standing there? You’re home now.”

I had subconsciously taken my bag and hugged it against my body, “Lukas” I barely was able to take it all in. He walked over to me taking my bag from me.

“Don’t say anything stupid now. You fit just perfectly in my life.” He put my bag onto his couch and threw me over his shoulder, “now it’s time to take a shower and sleep.”

The light of day made all the difference, I awoke by myself after Lukas had his way with me, it was fast, hard and it was perfect. I stretched my body in his bed, which had to have the highest thread count sheets I had ever seen. Let alone slept in.

I lay there naked, completely unhinged and relaxed. I knew it was late in the day but the light of the sun hadn’t shined into his room yet. I stood up wrapping myself with the bed sheet and walked over to the window.

“There’s a button on the side of the bed that allows the light in.” I turned to see he was standing with only the bottom half of his pjs.

He walked over to the night stand and pressed it. The rays of the sun lit his room and I took in all that was round me.

“What is it?” He asked almost knowing what I was thinking.

“Nothing.” I murmured and walked back to bed.

“Isn’t it Monday? Shouldn’t you be at work?” I asked trying to divert his question.

“I took the next few days off. I call them Alexia days. When you work I work, when you play I play.” He crawled over to me as I lay in bed.

“Really?” I acted coy.

“Really.” He said in between kisses. “Ms. Samos I must say, you look rather sexy wrapped in that sheet. I wonder if I should have my way with you.” His grin was smoldering hot.

I giggled, “Just try it mister.”

He reached out to grab me, but I jumped back, he narrowed his eyes as a smirk began to creep up on his face. I felt the little butterflies flutter in my belly. He jumped forward and finally caught me. He then yanked the sheet off, with very little protest from me.

“I thought I would have to fight you.” He remarked.

“You…you know you always get what you want.” I wrapped my arms around him and began kissing him back.

Our hot little foreplay was interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Mr. Blakk, your breakfast is ready.”

He groaned. “We’ll be there shortly.” He lowered his head onto my chest.

“Fine sir.” The woman on the other side of the door said. He lifted up his head and I looked at him nervously.

“Don’t look at me like that, she’s my housekeeper. She’s a nice older lady that has been working for me for awhile.” He began to move away from me.