Stuck With A Billionaire

Luke's POV

There's only one woman in this world that makes me happy.

Emily Michaelson.

I love how she makes my heart beat faster every single time she touches me. How she makes my entire body feel like it's on fire when she kisses me with those sweet, pink and puckered lips of hers.

Not for once did I ever imagine myself finding someone who would make me feel so complete. She's the kind of woman who makes me hate to see her go, but love to watch her leave. Her hazel eyes made me go gaga the very first time I saw her, I nearly choked on my saliva. She's gorgeous!

Right now she's standing right in front of me laughing at a joke I made up. She's licking her strawberry ice-cream off her spoon and she has no idea how such an innocent gesture turns me the fuck on!

"Penny for your thoughts, Luke Grahams?" she grins widely and I blink lazily as my eyes scan her ever-glowing face.

"You have no idea what you're doing to me right now," I say and she bites her lower lip seductively enough that my entire body stiffens.

"Come on, big boy. I'm just having ice-cream," she says and intentionally licks her spoon again, her eyes stuck on me.

"Emm, please. If you continue doing that, I'll have to take you right here, right now," I tease and her eyes widen. We're at the park; there are not so many people around though.

"Okay, give me a kiss then," she says and tiptoes and she puckers her lips and closes her eyes. Humbly, I oblige and kiss her lips.

"That's enough teasing, let's go back home," I say and she pouts.

"What now?" I ask and she finishes her ice-cream and throws the tin into a nearby trashcan.

"How about we get some pizza, a bottle of wine and... watch a movie tonight? What do you think?" she asks as her arms snake around my waist and she looks up at me and I look down at her.

"I think that's a great idea, today being a national holiday, we might as well have some time to ourselves, right? I mean, it's going to be one long weekend, you know," I say and she squeals in joy and squeezes me tighter.

"Yes! Yes! I love you so much," she says.

"I love you too, Emm," I say as I kiss her forehead. "Can't wait to get home and do the unthinkable to you," I whisper and she gasps.

"Sshh! Someone might hear you," she says and swats my arm.

"Who cares? You're my girlfriend and I can make love to you anytime, anywhere and anyhow," I coo and smirk at her. I notice color creeping up her cheeks. She's now as red as a tomato.

"Is it getting hot or something?" she asks while fanning her face and I chortle.

"No, it's just you. That's what you get for making me aroused in public. Thank God you stood in front of me for a good amount of time. Can we go now? I'm famished!"

"You just ate a hotdog a few minutes ago," she complains and tucks her dark brown hair behind her ear.

"Well I'm hungry again, come on," I say and grab her hand and we head over to my black Jeep Wrangler. I got the springs hitched up a little bit so the vehicle is slightly raised than usual.

Seconds later, we're on the road and once we arrive at our favorite pizza place, next to the mall, Emily begins grinning and I furrow my brows as I take the key out of the ignition.

"What's up?" I ask.

"I have a little surprise for you, but we have to go into the mall for a few minutes, okay?" she says and I shrug and we both leave the car and go into the mall.

Emm has a friend who works here so I bet she probably wants to see her or something, I don't really know.

"Trixie!" Emm shouts once we arrive at her friend's shop.

"Emm! You're finally here," Trixie says and I smile at her. "Hey, Luke."

"Hey," I say.

"Is it ready?" Emm asks and I frown as I wonder what she's up to.

"Yes," Trixie states and she gestures to us to follow her and we oblige.

She hands Emm well folded clothes... sweatshirts maybe?

Emm unfolds one of them and she gasps and pouts. Then she shows me the black sweatshirt. It has my name on it, printed in white.

"Look how lovely it is. Do you like it?" she asks while biting her lower lip.

"Come on, wear it," Trixie tells her and she does so immediately.

"It looks beautiful in you. Turn around," I say and when she does I take a moment to admire my name at the back. The front has a four leaf clover.

"I love it," I say. "What's on the other one?" I ask as I point at the other sweatshirt that's now on a chair.

"I figured you wouldn't really fancy having someone's name written in bold on your back, so... I had Trixie print my name near the hem of it, in smaller letters, check it out," she hands it to me.

I take the black sweatshirt in my hands and I admire her name on it.

How I love this girl. She's always so thoughtful at all times.

"I love it. Thank you, babe," I say as I pull her into my arms and she hugs me tightly.

"You're welcome. Now let's go get some pizza. See you later Trix," Emm says.

"Say hi to Ben," I say as we leave the store. Emm is still in her sweatshirt and I am carrying mine on my shoulder.

After getting pizza and a bottle of wine, we head back home.

***

"Oh, thank God the Benjamin's aren't around, their kids are usually so noisy and I would want anything to interrupt our sweet night," Emm says and I chuckle.

"Those kids sure do get a little crazy. Come on, let's find something to watch," I say as I pat the couch and Emm sits down and I cover both of us with a cotton blanket that she likes.

We're both lying on a bunch of throw pillows and my arm is across her shoulders and she's holding on to the pizza.

"How about we re-watch 'Me before You'?" she asks. We've watched this movie twice already but whatever she wants I'll do it. So I play the movie and we cuddle as we eat our barbecue pizza.

At the end of the movie, she always cries.

"I still don't understand why you never cry when this movie ends. It's so emotional, Luke. I just... I love it," she says as she sniffles against me.

"You know I love action and horror movies better," I say and she chuckles.

"But one thing is for sure, Emm. I would never, ever want to lose you. Never. I am never going to let you go and that's a promise," I say and kiss her forehead and she shivers a little.

See, Emily and I grew up as best friends and when we were about sixteen and seventeen and in high school, we couldn't keep our feelings to ourselves and we confessed it to each other. She's always been the best. Even though I thought our parents wouldn't agree with it, they finally realized that we were both serious about each other. Especially during our campus days.

Most people don't believe in long distance relationships, but for me and Emily, everything turned out well. We both joined our dream universities. She joined WSU and I joined NYU, we always found time to meet up during the weekends and finally graduated and came back home to each other. Then we decided to move in together after we both got jobs.

My mom keeps asking me when I am going to propose to her to be my wife but, I always tell her how Emily is. Emily doesn't like to be rushed and currently she's so focused on her career. She's almost turning twenty six and I am already twenty seven years. There's still time, plus at this point, I am pretty sure that she's mine and only mine. We've dated for ten years now and I am really grateful that she chose me.

"You're just amazing, don't you know that?" she says and I nod.

I carry her in my arms and head upstairs and lay her on our bed.

"Kiss me," she whispers and I oblige without any hesitation.

She pulls my shirt over my head and her hands caress my bare chest. I swear I can feel the static running all over my body when she touches me. Slowly, I begin taking off her clothes and she's only left in her bra and panties.

She's so beautiful.

I want her to be mine, forever.

She pulls me down and our lips lock and she begins caressing me and I do the same to her. I nibble her earlobe and kiss her neck all the way down to her belly button and she releases a moan and that abso-fucking-lutely turns me on.

The temperature is rising and I can feel my manhood tighten inside my boxers.

She hisses when I grab a handful of her hair and kiss her passionately. The taste of her lips, the sweet smell of her lavender shampoo and her perfume, all of them are driving me insane, forcing me to undo her bra and I throw it away on the floor.

"Devour me, you wild man," she says.

"It would be my honor," I coo and her legs fly around my back and she pulls me in for another kiss.

I love making love to her and she loves it too. Ever since we started dating, she's the only girl whom I've had sex with and I, her only guy. We were once high school sweethearts who were both virgins. Quite rare, if you ask me.

"Oh, baby, kiss me right there," she begs and I cup her breast with my mouth and she moans.

"Ah!"

"Your breathing is so labored yet I have barely touched you," I joke and she swats my back and I flip her over so that she's now on top of me.

The view from down here is amazing. So fucking amazing!