My Most Precious One (8 page)

“Lukas” I mewled. I fell apart as I came. He kept lapping up my juices, until I couldn’t take it anymore. He stood over me, peering down and smiling at me.

He placed his beautiful cock at the entrance of my core. “Look at me, look at me go inside you baby.” He ordered and I watched as he slowly slid his cock inside me. “Home” he growled. He took me hard but adoringly. I could feel my pussy opening up to him, my juices making him slick. “Alexia” he moaned. “Fuck, I need your pussy so fucken bad baby, please tell me you forgive me, please baby.” He pleaded with every thrust. He kept taking me hard, pushing me over my limit.

“Baby, forgive me” he kept saying.

“Lukas” I moaned.

“I’m so sorry baby, I promise not to hurt you again.” He held me tightly as he spoke. I was going to cum again.

“God your pussy feels so hot around my cock. Cum for me baby, cum around my cock and claim it as your own.” His words only pushed me over the edge. I cried out in relief. I came apart in a millions little pieces. I barely heard Lukas as he came inside me as he continued with shallow thrusts.

“Mine” he whispered.

He wouldn’t let me move after we finished, holding me tight against his chest. I placed my hand on his heart feeling the beats, making what just happen all the more real. I smiled to myself.

“What?” He said exhausted like.

I shrugged under his arms. “I hated it when some called me baby.” He moved and I looked up to see he was looking at me, his eyes slighting narrowed.

“Until you, that is. You made me feel… I don’t know but I like it” I said smiling. He moved his head back to where I was.

“Good because no one is ever going to call you that but me.” He pulled me in closer to him, his arms embracing me tightly. “Sleep!” He ordered, I relaxed into his arms and found my nook. I closed my eyes and let the emotions take me home.

I woke up in a panic to the sound of my alarm on my Iphone. It echoed from the entryway downstairs. “Shit! I have to be at work in an hour!” I could see from the large windows that the sun was barely coming over the buildings outside. I tried to gain my bearings, but Lukas was next to me still holding onto me.

I lost myself looking at him asleep, there is something so intimate by watching someone you care for sleep next to you, like there’s a sexy vulnerability. Their hair all messed up, their body comfortable and relaxed, it was a part that only the intimate few saw and I was one of them.

I pulled myself out of my freaken day dream and tried to get out of his arms to ready myself for a twelve hour split shift I had to do. Thank god these doubles were about to end. I was exhausted and overworked, plus emotionally fucked up because of all that had happened with my Suit.

Lukas held tighter “Where are you going?” He asked half asleep, his voice was groggy. Damn! Anything he does made me wet. “I have to go to work.” I moved again and he moved with me, getting himself up. He moved slowly and slightly confused.

“Go back to sleep.” I tried pushing him down, which was a stupid attempted seeing how big he was. He easily stood up and put on his jeans.

“I’ll take you to your condo then to work.” He said sleepily, as he reached and buttoned his jeans.

He stood half naked in front of me, making my mouth water. His hair was all tousled, his eyes half closed, his perfectly trimmed goatee looked even sexier with its morning stubble.

“If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t let you go.” He said throwing his t-shirt on. I dropped my eyes trying to find the rest of my clothes.

“Fuck baby, can’t you call in sick?” He grabbed me from behind, as I was trying to get dressed. “Looking at you just makes me hard.” I could feel him pressing himself into me. Low blow Suit, low blow.

“I can’t. I’m opening the store, plus I’ve never called in sick ever.”

He smiled leaning into my hair, close to my ear. “There’s a first time for everything!”

I elbowed him in the gut. “Stop tempting me, you evil man.”

I tried to go around him, but he pulled me back. “Lukas I really have to go!” I tried moving again. “At this rate I won’t have time to take a shower.” He lowered himself down onto his knees and hugged me from the waist.

“Good, you’ll have me all over you.” He said softly. I played with his hair trying to calm it down a bit.

“What is it with you and marking me?” I asked playfully. He nuzzled his face into my stomach. “You belong to me.” He kissed my belly. “so I take it I’m forgiven?” He asked looking up at me smiling, his eyes half closed, beckoning their master to sleep more.

“Not by a long shot ace.” I laughed and pushed him off me. “I need to go” I said, finally gathering the last of my belongings. He looked affronted as I left him on the floor.

He drove me to my condo, waiting for me in his car. I frantically changed and tried to comb my hair and tie it up in a slick tight ponytail. God, I was going to have a headache at the end of the night. I quickly got dressed and put in a second outfit, with a pair of black runners for the evening shift in my bag. I then ran down five flights of stairs, no point in waiting for the elevator, the thing took forever especially when you needed to go somewhere. I opened the front door of the condo building to an awaiting Lukas who wore his sunglasses now, only because the sun had come out. I stopped dead in my tracks, was he going to do this every time I looked at him? I opened the car door and was cocooned with his smell. I loved his smell. He smiled widely, his million dollar smile nearly taking me for a loop.

“Ready?” He asked still smiling at me. I swooned, damn it. I shook my head and regained some sense. I pointed to the front windshield.

“Onward Jeeves.” I ordered. He laughed and shifted the gears.

I arrived just as Gavin had gotten there. He looked at me in Lukas’s car and a wide grin spread across his face. I shook my head. Lukas took my hand and kissed it.

“I’ll pick you up after you’re finished.” I watched as he made this small gesture feel like something out of those old school romance books.

“First off you work.” I said.

“And?” He asked plainly.

I rolled my eyes “And I don’t want to interfere with what you are doing professionally. Lukas…” I stopped and thought “I don’t even know what you do?”

He laughed “I’ll tell you over dinner.”

“Can’t!” I said bluntly.

He pulled his glasses down, his icy blue eyes peering at me, his voice not too pleased. “Why?” Demanding Suit was also growing on me.

“I’m also working the dinner rush.” I stated.

“Why are you working the dinner rush?” He asked annoyed at me. I looked over to see Gavin waving at me in a sarcastic manner.

“I took on a few doubles, to train the new staff, but I’ll have a small break between two to five so…” He kept looking at me, no humor anywhere on his face. I relented. “No one likes split shifts but I need the money plus…” I stopped not wanting to go further.

“Plus?” He demanded.

“I needed a distraction to keep my mind off you and what had happened between us.” I admitted sheepishly. He sucked in air, closing his eyes and looking away from me.

“Alexia if you need money, I’ll take care of you. Don’t accept these damn extra shifts to stay away from me.” He barked.

I put my hand on the car door to open it, not really wanting to have this conversation this early in the morning. “Lukas I have to go.” He let me leave without another word.

I walked over to Gavin. “Hello darling.” His Scottish accent made me grin.

“Not one word!” I pointed my finger at him.

“Mum’s the word” He smiled again. I unlocked the bistro, I could hear Lukas’ car drive off as I closed the door behind me.

Hell is Around the Corner

I was glad when the breakfast rush started, Kaci and Roxi were asking me all sorts of questions and throughout the rush I had no choice but to fill them in.

“The way he took down Jaks and whisked you away, that was hot, I creamed just watching you guys!” Roxi squealed.

“Roxi seriously, what am I going to say to Jaks now?” I asked in a sort panicked way. She looked at me like I grew a third head.

“You’re going to say nothing. You didn’t do anything.” She answered giving a ‘it’s not your problem face’.

“Roxi!” I exclaimed.

“Got to go sweetie table 6 is waving me down.” She walked away and Kaci took her place.

“Ok, where was I? Oh yeah! So what happened after he took you to his place?” She asked waiting for her tables. I was about to tell her he apologized, but not every detail, that was for me alone. But I would tell her how fucken awesome he was in bed, when my table looked at me telling me they were ready to order.

“Later” I promised.

“You better!” She threatened.

Most of breakfast was spent with half conversations, which we were used to. I told them what happened in not too many details. They were giddy and excited for me. I still wanted to take my time in digesting this. I knew I had more to lose than him. I was nothing but a waitress, with a washed up dream of becoming an archaeologist, while he was an important business figure that had more to offer, than I could in five lifetimes. What he saw in me, I did not know.

My morning shift ended and the girls waved good bye. I pouted, knowing I had another shift ahead of me. My feet were killing me and as I predicted I was feeling a headache coming on.

When I worked doubles, I usually ate at the bistro and would take a walk to a local café just to get out of the place. Today was no different.

“Can I have Japanese Sencha please?” I asked the girl over the counter at the café. I took my tea and walk over to the small benches that lined the store front’s windows. I sat down and looked out at Old Port of Montréal.

The day was sunny and warm and the streets were crowded with tourists. Damn it! The season had seriously started early. I pulled out my Iphone, readying myself to read a good book I bought on Kobo, when I got a text.

missing u

I smirked.

u saw me this morning

I waited, taking a sip of my tea, Shit maybe I overstepped…

Understand this i need u all the time, especially today this meeting sucks and the only thing that’s keeping me going, is the fact that i still have ur cum all over my cock

I was taking a sip of my tea when I read his message. I almost dropped my phone and spat out the hot liquid. I gently put my cup down, not wanting to spill it. I kind of blushed, not because I was embarrassed, but because the idea made me feel like I had power over him. It made me wet to think of me all over him.

too bad im working, i would have come over and licked u clean

I grinned at my attempt at sexy text, but I didn’t get a reply. I kept looking at my phone but nothing. It was almost time for me to get back to work when I heard my phone chime.

Ur going to pay for making me hard in the middle of my meeting

The image of his hard cock in his sexy suit, made me giddy and yes very horny.

Empty threats thats all ur good for ;-)

I laughed as I put my phone away and went off to work with an extra bounce to my step.

Thank god, the new employees that Philip had hired were quick learners. The dinner rush went by without a single glitch. It was eight o’clock and I had finally finished my shift. My feet were killing me and my waiter arm hurt like hell. I took off my elastic letting my hair fall down. Hoping this throbbing headache would go away.

After I cleaned myself up, I sat at the bar for a small night cap, I was completely exhausted. I poured myself a nice glass of Pepperwood Grove Merlot when Jaks walked in. He avoided me and part of me felt bad about it, well that’s not true, I felt completely bad about it.

“Hey Jaks” I finally mustered up. He had walked in and went straight to work and started to stock up the bar with glasses from the dinner rush. He kept ignoring me, as he cleaned the glasses that had been brought out from the dish pit.

“Look I’m sorry about what happened yesterday.” I continued, hoping I could apologize quickly and move past this.

A bill came up from the printer, he read it and began preparing the drink. “You don’t have to apologize you didn’t do anything wrong.” He said still not looking at me. “You guys have a pretty strange relationship.” He stated as he finished the drink and placed it onto the counter ready to be picked up.

He moved over to me and leaned in. “I don’t know what you see in him, but he’s not your type.” The venomous comment irritated me, only because I was already insecure about it. I didn’t need anyone else pointing it out.

“Really?” I managed to say.

“Yeah really.” He didn’t move from his spot.

“Well that’s your opinion.” I fired back.

“If you give me half a chance, I could show you that I’m better for you, healthier anyways.” Jaks offered. I felt my face grow flush. “But then again I don’t have the money he has.” He retorted.

The anger inside me made my ears ring, “How dare you even think…” I stopped myself. “Jaks, just so you know, you will never be my type, only because I don’t date assholes who judge me as harshly as you do.” I seethed.

“Maybe you’re right, cause all you date are fucktards that treat you like shit.” He snapped back.

I was about to tell him where to shove it, when the bistro’s door bell chimed and I knew Lukas was here. I felt his presence and my body shifted as he walked over to me and stared down Jaks, making him move from where he stood. He then looked at me. His eyes were far more telling than his body language. He was pissed.

“I’m guessing you’re done.” He said coldly as he reached and took a loose strand of hair and pushed it back behind my ear.

“Yeah I just finished.” I couldn’t hide that I was annoyed.

“Let’s go then.” He took my hand and intertwined our fingers almost yanking me out the door. We continued in silence until we reached his car, where he opened the door for me, waiting for me to get in.

I regretted saying anything to Jaks, the asshole ruined my night and now I could sense my Suit wasn’t in a good mood either. He went around the car and sat himself inside, he didn’t turn the car on, but rather he sat in silence not making an effort to talk to me. The tension was palpable.

“Lukas.” I finally managed to say. When he was angry the guy was seriously intimidating. “Don’t.” His said in a hushed voice. He took a deep breath and started his car. We drove in silence as we headed towards his condo.

He parked his car in the garage and stepped outside not bothering to wait for me. My shoulders dropped and I was resigned to the idea that my Suit was upset. My stomach sunk even lower, as I watched him walk to the elevator doors. I slinked out of the car and meekly walked over to where he stood, waiting for the elevator. I watched as his nose flared and he his lips nearly disappeared into a thin line. The elevator dinged and the doors opened, he stepped inside and turned to my direction. I stood watching my Suit be mad at me for reasons I wasn’t sure of. Maybe Jaks was right. I didn’t move from where I was. I was emotionally spent and physically exhausted and at this point I had no more care in me. All I wanted was to go home, take a long hot shower and forget this whole day. I was glad that Roxi had offered to take my shift on Sunday. I had asked under the pretext of surprising my Suit, but right now, fuck him. Jaks’ comment hit a little too close to home and I wanted to seriously go back and yell at him.

Lukas stood there staring at me, getting angrier by the minute.

“Get in the fucken elevator, Alexia.” His calm command had an undertone of anger. He was pressing the button to keep the doors open, I shook my head no.

“Get in now or I swear to god Alexia.” Right! Like that was going to convince me. I turned around and headed towards the door leading out of the garage. Screw this! I was tired from working a split shift and now he was mad at me for god knows what. I just really wanted to go home.

“ALEXIA!” Lukas’ voice resonated throughout the parking garage.

I quickened my pace, zeroing in at the exit door. I could hear his foot steps behind me. He grabbed my arm,

“Stop acting like a child and come upstairs.” He bellowed. He really wasn’t helping his case. He yanked my hand until we reached the elevators.

“LET GO OF ME!” I screamed.

The doors opened and he threw me in, he stood tall in front of elevator as the doors closed behind him. My body shook from all the adrenaline that was pumping through me. He turned his back and continued to brood. I could barely see the reflection of his face through the highly polished bronze doors.

Once we were inside his home he turned on the lights and disappeared up the stairs. He had left me alone with my anger and frustrations. I headed inside through the hallway and finally after being here twice before I could finally see how his penthouse looked like.

The penthouse was huge. The space was loft-like the whole area was open concept. The windows lined the entire penthouse with a wrap around veranda overlooking the city below. I could also see at the very end of the veranda there was an even larger patio with a Jacuzzi and a heated pool outside. You ask how I knew it was heated. The lights illuminated the steam that was rising off it.

I walked further inside, taking care not to make too much noise on his very expensive dark mahogany floors. I hesitated a bit but gave in and decided to head for his living room, which looked like something an interior designer put together. What am I saying? I’m sure a designer came and did all this for him.

I sat down on a gorgeous dark brown leather couch, which must have been Italian leather that had an old world patina look to it. The leather was soft and worn, making it cozy and comfortable. He had two more couches that were the same flanking the one I sat on. I looked ahead and in front of me was a large fire place that had dark marble stones and wood accents. A beautiful off white coloured rug lined the living room area, while a large solid wooden coffee table was set in the middle with various remotes. I could see he had a very pricy looking entertainment system. I rolled my eyes, all men were the same, it was them and their TVs, against the world.

Towards the middle of the condo was a large gourmet kitchen, with gorgeous tones of black and white. I drooled looking at it. There were two Sub Zero fridges. As I ogled the kitchen, I saw…it couldn’t be? I stood up and walked over to the kitchen. I gently let my fingers caress the gas range stove. It was La Cornue’s Grand Palais 180, in black with sliver trim. You ask how I know? Working in a restaurant you learn a lot about foodies and their expensive toys. I loved to cook and dreamed that one day, only if I could afford it, I would look into buying their cheapest one, it was about five thousand dollars, but this model was over fifty for sure.

“I guess you like the kitchen.” I jumped startled out of my dream about me and the stove. He was bare foot and only wore a pair of worn out jeans and a simple white t-shirt. My Suit could seriously rock the t-shirt jean combo. It was just like a one two punch, knocking you out with his sheer sexiness.

My heart sunk, he had taken a shower. He washed me off of him. I guess he was symbolically telling me something. He passed me and took a water bottle out of the fridge and swaggered himself over to the couch. Passive aggressive much?!

I could feel my anger just seething to the top. When I got too tired, I didn’t care who was around me, but god help you, if you pissed me off and tonight two men were plotting against me.

I tapped my fingers on his white marble island counter. Well it wasn’t an island so much as it should have had its own area code. I remembered that he left the pass key in the foyer and I was glad that I could leave. I seriously was pissed that I went against my gut feeling and was yanked here. I took a deep breath as he turned on his entertainment system and was going through his movie collection. That was it.

I swallowed my pride, hurt as I was. What the fuck did I do? I quickly moved through the penthouse to the foyer and took the key. Fuck him. I called the elevator, which must have gotten his attention and I waited. He literally slid across the floor ready to run towards me. I stood in front of the elevator door as it closed behind me. I had my arms crossed and my fingers strumming my biceps.

“That got your attention.” I hissed. His eyes were glowing, a molten colour of black and blue. I’m assuming he didn’t like being played.

“If you have a fucken problem Lukas I would appreciate you telling me, it irritates the hell out of me when someone ignores me.” I roared.

He stood tall glaring at me. “You didn’t call when you finished work.” He snapped.

“I was tired and had just finished, I was going to call you after I had drank my wine.” I retorted. I can’t believe this is why he was angry at me.

“Really?” He took two steps towards me, this time I walked over to him, as much as he intimidated me I wanted to stand my ground. We finally met halfway.

“It wasn’t because you wanted to have a drink with that boy?” He accused. That nearly floored me.

“What?” I snapped.

“You heard me. You wanted your time with that asshole bartender instead of being with me.” He accused me. I chuckled at how ridiculous this was. My reaction didn’t help my situation. It only made him angrier.

“So I’m funny now?” He yelled.

“No you’re not funny, it’s your accusations that are ridiculous.”

He lowered his face to mine and grabbed my arms pinning me against the wall. “I spent the whole day thinking about being inside you, wanting to bury myself deep within you, to feel your heat around my rock hard cock, to have your slick juices drip down my balls. But no, I had to walk into the bistro to see you at the bar with a glass of wine, with him leaning in close to you!” He roared. His whole body was shaking, his words were enough to make me wet.

“Lukas I finished work and counted my cash. When I work nights, I always pour myself a glass of wine to relax. Jaks had just walked in and I apologized for what happened last night, but…” I stopped, biting my lip, what was wrong with me?

“But what?” He was fuming.

“He accused me of only being with for your money… I was about to tell him off when you walked in.” I choked out.