Hope

Chapter 3 | Daisy

Lucas POV

"THE power is out. I'm going to see what happened as soon as you open the door." I told her.

Even their lamp post is out. The whole property sits in darkness. Our house has a long driveway across the street, and the two lamp post barely gives any light. It was one of those dim one light lanterns. Sure they are designed to live outdoors with weather-resistant materials, but it's more of an accent than what it needs to be.

She smirked and leaned to the door frame to make herself steady. God! She's had too much to drink. I used my phone's flashlight so she can find the key faster. She found it, but her hands are fumbling in the keyhole, and she's giggling. Oh, f**k! Even her giggles are sexy to the point that it's giving me a hard-on.

"Let me do it." I took the key from her while she leaned to the door. I can feel her staring at me. "Staring is rude, Hope."

She giggled again. "There's nothing wrong with looking. You are quite handsome, do you know that?"

She finds me handsome. "Yes. What else?" I asked her.

"I think you kiss well." She even wet her lip. God! She is driving me insane. I finally unlocked the door, and I had to hold her close to me so we can go inside. I sat her on the couch while I look at her fuse box.

"Hope, all your fuses are blown; that is why we don't have any electricity," I explained to her.

"So let's replace them." She looked sleepy, and her eyes are closed. She even put her feet up on the couch with her shoes on.

I walked towards her and squatted on the floor. "The stores are closed. I will get some tomorrow and replace them. But for now, we have to use candles. Do you have some?"

"Hmm. How should I know? I just got here."

"Okay, I will go to the kitchen and see if there are some in the cupboards."

"Okay, baby." She called me baby. Sleepy and drunk, but still, I'm her baby.

I went back to the kitchen and opened the cupboards. Good thing I charged my phone so I can use the flashlight from it. If not, we are screwed. On the third one I opened, I found about five pieces of big candles enough to last the night. I lit one for the living area and one upstairs. Now which one is her bedroom again? I saw her go up to the first room on the left. That must be it. I put the candle there and open one window slightly. The breeze is lovely, so she doesn't need an air conditioner.

When I went downstairs, her dress hiked up, exposing her thigh, and her lacy underwear is peeking. I gulped but managed to wake her up.

"Hope, let's go upstairs so you can get some sleep. You can't sleep here in the living room. It's not comfortable."

"Hmm." That's all the reply I got. So I locked the front door before I scooped her up and took her upstairs to her bedroom. When I laid her down, her one arm went around my neck, and I felt her mouth on mine. She kissed me.

"Hope." I ended the kiss because it is the right thing to do. She is tired and drunk. I don't want her to regret it in the morning.

"Don't you want me?" A tear fell from her eyes.

"Shh. Of course, I want you. But you're not thinking right, and you might reg--" She cut me off by kissing me again, and I lost it.

We continued kissing, and I felt her hands unbuttoning my shirt. My hand reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it up. I was surprised to see she's not wearing a bra. All she has left is her panties, if you can call it that. It barely covered anything.

"You're not wearing a bra?" I whispered to her ear while I was nibbling it.

"Hmm. The dress had it built-in." My hands started to roam around her body, and I can hear her moans.

HIS hands are magical. I unbuttoned his shirt, and I was getting impatient that I wanted to rip it off him. But he might get upset, so I didn't. I got it done, and the next thing I reached for is his belt. My hand brushed his erection.

He is really hard. I wonder how big, long and thick he is. Harper talked about s*x like there's no tomorrow, the wild woman that she is. It just made me even more excited to see his friend down there. I looked up at him, and our eyes met. He kissed me while taking off pants along with her boxers. He is gifted!

He kissed me gently on the lips, and when I kissed him harder, I earned a deep growl from him. He traced my jawline with his mouth and nuzzled my neck. He kissed my throat down to the valley of my breast and sucked the skin on it. I wonder if it was enough to give me hickeys. His hands got busy, but so did his mouth. He kissed my breast and flicked my n****e with his tongue, only to suck it again. He sucked it hard, and all I could do is moan and hold his hand, grasp his hair and pressed it even closer.

"Ohh —baby — ahh — don't stop --" He did the same thing to the other while his hands moved to pull my panties down. I can feel the cold air rushing in, and his thumb brushed in the middle.

"You're so wet." He whispered in my ear. I can feel his shaft rubbing on my s*x. He's hard, warm and throbbing. He kissed my lips again down to my stomach before going down on me. He put my legs over his shoulders, held my thigh, and then dipped his mouth to kiss my most sensitive spot. He used his tongue to part my folds, and he hardened his tongue to insert it in and out of my core.

"God baby... you taste so sweet." I heard him say in between his kisses. He licked and lapped.

Licked.

Lapped.

I grabbed the sheets, thinking I'll get my strength back from it. "Ohh baby, don't stop --it feels -- rea — lly good!" My voice was getting hoarse from too much moaning. I had a drink but not drunk enough not to know what's happening. He swirled his tongue, then ate me more. I tried to suppress my screams, but he is making it hard for me. He ate me good, and this time, he put my leg down. He inserted his finger while still eating me. I became restless, and my hips begin to move. His finger meets my thrust. He put his other hand in my tummy to stop me from moving and added another digit inside, and I lost it.

I'm panting as he continued to eat me. I heard him slurping. I know I'm so wet, and I'm dripping. He continued lapping me while his fingers are slowly going in and out.

"Faster baby --" His fingers moved in and out faster, then slower then faster again until I felt myself about to come. My internal walls are clenching.

"Come for me, baby." He said to me.

"Oh, Luc!" I screamed his name as I came hard on his mouth and fingers. That was intense. He licked me until I was good and dry then he kissed me.

"Can you taste how sweet you are?" He rested his forehead against mine as he spoke.

"Hmm." I can't get myself to talk properly. I felt like he robbed all the oxygen I have from what he did to me earlier. I felt his shaft slide inside me. "Oh, baby, it hurts." My tears fell. It felt like I was ripped in half.

"I'm only halfway in. Don't worry. It won't last for long." He kissed my lips then sucked at my n****e until I didn't notice he was all in. I felt full. He's enormous.

"Tell me when it's time to move." When I felt the pain going away and replaced by a throbbing need for him to move, I told him. I heard him groan and kissed me hungrily as he started pounding. Slowly at first and later on, he went faster. He buried his face on the crook of my neck as he continued his thrusts. He bit my shoulder and sucked on it, and everywhere his mouth landed. He branded me his.

Suddenly, he stopped pounding and pulled his c**k. "Kneel on the bed." I did what he asked, and he kissed my back. His hand on my hips, and he entered me in one swift move. He gripped my butt and started pounding, harder than the last after another.

"Come with me." He said to me. I felt him grow even bigger as my walls constricted again. We came together, and it was beautiful.

When I woke up the next morning, I found him gone but left a note with a piece of white daisy beside it.