Chapter Twenty-One: Runaway With You (mature)

"What were you doing in my house?" He asked furiously.

"Your house? You said you don't live there." I tried being smart with him.

"Just answer the damned question!" He hits his fist on the steering wheel and I don't have any idea what he is being mad about.

"We just baked cupcakes. Your wife just came in my house and asked if I wanted to bake with her. I find it rude to say no so I came with her." I rolled my eyes.

"Don't talk to her ever again."

"Why not?"

"Just do as I say!" He almost shouted.

"As if I had a choice." I muttered under my breath.

The car ride was silent, neither of us wanting to speak. The only thing I could hear is the blinker every time he would turn the car left or right.

I would sigh constantly every time. I don't know why I feel like my heart is being broken. The fact that he had a nickname for Adelaide stings like hell.

"Why wouldn't he have a nickname for her? She's his wife! He probably knows her better than himself even if they weren't married on good terms. They've been together long enough before you came in and became the slut." My subconscious was right, she's being a bitch but she's right.

The fact that I'm being jealous is unbearable.

"I'm graduating on Wednesday." I murmured.

He didn't answer.

"I'm running away from home after that." I added causing him to fully stop the car.

I gulped, unprepared of what he's going to do or how he is going to react regarding my ambitious thought.

I slowly faced him, "There's no other option. I can't stop the wedding. Its the only way."

The look on his face is expressionless but his eyes softened once they meet my brown ones.

"I don't know what else to do, Luke. I'm so confused. I don't want to get married, I'm afraid of what's going to happen. I don't want to be binded with someone I don't even know, I don't want to end up like my sister did. I want to create my own path. If I get married now, I will never get the chance to live my life and do the things I've dreamt about." My voice was hoarse. "Its not that I'm afraid of marriage, I really want to get married but not now and not with someone my mother wants me to. I want to marry because of love. I want to fall in love."

"Then fall in love with me, and runaway with me." He exclaimed all of a sudden, all the anger in his voice was gone. He's being sincere.

I am out of words.

"I uh-"

"I can take care of you." He added,

"What about Miss Adelaide?"

He shook his head chuckling a little bit as I watch his Adam's apple shake on his throat, his prefect early whites showing, "I'm being serious right now, Miss Beck. Fuck! I wanted to tell you how I feel in a sort of romantic way but why does it have to be right here, right now and inside my car?" He shook his head again in disbelief, "The paper works that I dropped by in Addy's house, do you know what they are?" He asked.

"N-no."

"They're divorce papers, Tate. I already signed them."

My eyes widened and I felt my heart skip a beat.

"D-divorce papers?" I stuttered.

He nodded, "She asked for it."

"Are you being serious right now?" I asked one more time, still in disbelief. She was just telling me awhile ago about her unconditional love but why didn't she mention to me about her asking for a divorce? This is so fucked up.

But if they're already filing for divorce then there's no need for me to hide that I love him. All this time, I thought things are not going to end up well with us being together.

"Indeed I am, Miss Beck." He smiled.

Suddenly my world stop. Just the mere sight of him being happy is enough for me.

I couldn't contain what I'm feeling.

I immediately unbuckled myself from the seatbelts and gave him a hug. Enveloping him tightly with my small arms.

"Oh!" He muttered under his breath a little taken by my sudden actions.

I hugged him for what seemed like forever.

I pulled away and took a deep breath.

"So what do you say?" He asks.

"About?"

"Running away together."

Before I could even answer he crashed his lips against mine and then again I was lost. His tongue explored the insides of my mouth and tasting him felt surreal.

"I want you, Miss Beck. Right here, right now. If you say you're mine, I would do anything, anything for you." He grunted as he pull me towards him making me sit on top of his lap.

I nodded, "I'm yours, only yours." I love how he is selfish when it comes to wanting me. His touch is very feverish, I love how he feels on my skin.

He pulled the zipper of my pants and raised my shirt a little bit just enough for him to see my breasts as he started kissing on my cleavage. I trailed kisses down his jaw my hands trailing down the buckles of his belt, removing his buttons and unzipping him.

I can feel him harden as I rub him on his crotch.

He would curse under his breath as we kiss but I couldn't quite catch what he was saying.

He squizzed my butt making me let out a soft groan.

I can feel his cold fingertips on the garter of my undergarment, I didnt want him to hesitate so I helped him pull down my jeans and underwear.

Once my jeans were settled on my mid thigh I felt his grip tighten but he pulled away from our kiss.

He was trying to get something from the side drawer. I noticed that it was a shiny foil. A condom.

He did what he usually does, opening the sachet with his teeth.

I tried to collect myself as I watch him wear the condom on his length.

Once he successfully wore it, his lips crashed on my trembling skin by my neck. His breathing was fast and so was my heart that was pounding in my chest. He continues sucking on my weak spot.

I arch my back, my hair sprawled in different directions, some covering my face and others were sticking on my neck because of all the sweat I'm withdrawing. His hand was settled on the small of my back and the other was on his manhood, trying to get it inside me.

I felt him hard against me and with just a few adjustments I could feel my sex being tore apart once more, the same insane sensation I felt the first time we did this.

I felt him inside me, I slowly rubbed against him, moving my hips in sync with his slow movements.

As much as I hate losing control, I couldn't help it. Every single thrust he does under me is so consuming.

He was biting hard on his lips as he watch me loose control. My eyes pressed hard, closed. I couldn't think, my eyes are closed but all I can see is him.

I'm a woman being possessed by him. He is the most addicting drug I've never should've started trying. Now, I'm lost, deep..I'm love with him.

I can feel myself tightening around him, I'm close now. I thrusted slowly but this time deeper, letting out a loud groan every time I do so.

My legs started to hurt but I couldn't stop, not now that were both close.

I felt this hot liquid being discharged down my sex and I knew that I have come undone. I let myself loose and felt Luke getting sloppy underneath me. After a few more deep thrusts he cursed under his breath and I knew then that he had come undone.

We were both exhausted to move from our position. I tried my best to catch my usual breathing phase and just sat there on top of him, pecking him kisses everywhere.

He cupped my face and gave me a kiss before we pulled away. I sat back on the passenger seat fixing my hair and clothes as he zip himself up and threw the condom sachet with the used condom out the window.

The car windows were stained and became foggy cause of our steamy session but none of us even bother to complain.

"Yes, I would like to runaway with you." I smiled towards his direction before buckling my seatbelts back.