Chapter 118 Triple Shooting {17}
Her hand stopped him from touching her. "We'll continue this conversation in the morning." She told him.
Lucas hated himself for bringing such a delicate conversation up yet he couldn't help but ponder of the possibility that Brianna could be his mother.
Who could his dad possibly be? He was curious to know.
They slept apart from each other. She on the couch, him on the bed.
But he forced himself during the break of dawn and walked towards her.
Her naked figure curled on the wide couch that he placed himself behind her and held her wrestling body still.
"Let me go," she said.
"Shhh, I'm not pushing. I'm only pleading that you remain still. I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry." He apologized, kissing her neck.
"How could you possibly think that I could be your mother? No way that could happen." She trembled as he started to cup her breasts.
Even in her heated fury, her body long for him. He pressed his aroused staff into her hole.
"I'm sorry," he said, pushing himself in even as a still voice told him not to.
And slowly he started to fuck her from behind, clinging unto her while she moaned.
"I can't be your mother," she moaned.
"I know," came his reply.
She snapped her head to him and they kissed as he fuck her from behind.
It was just too perfect, that scene, that shared intimacy.
It would be a shame if ever they were related.
He started to hit harder, faster - squeezing her breasts as the thoughts wrecked him of all sanity.
He would spill in her and put a shame on fate. Brianna was not his mother and she would never be his mother.
"Yes, yes, harder, harder," her voice cooed softly as his arm choked around her neck.
And just as the tide came, his seeds exploded in the depths of her.
She was just too sweet for him, he kissed her neck as she shook slightly in his arms overwhelmed by the pure, raw taste of orgasm.
"You fuck so good, Lucas," she commented.
He leaned forward to plant a kiss on her neck as a reply. They stayed in each other arms until the wee hours of the morning.
"I have someone I need to see this morning, would you drop me over at his place?"
"His?" Lucas' cocked a brow out of jealousy as he watched Brianna wear her dress.
She scoffed. "Don't be like that. He's no one important."
"Better not be," he warned as he planted a kiss on her lips.
He got in front of the steering wheel afterwards as she got beside him.
They laughed and talked about the night before, and how they wished it was longer.
But neither of them would point the direction of them being related.
It was too heavy, and a matter like that should never be discussed.
"The person you want to see is Boss Inklings?"
It was difficult for Lucas not to ask that question. They were driving into Boss' estate and he couldn't suppress asking that.
"Yes, I was supposed to give him this," she brought out an envelope as Lucas brought the car to a stop.
"You're getting married?" Lucas gasped as he stared down at it, stupefied.
She inhaled deeply. "I'm sorry, I couldn't tell say anything about it last night because you know......,"
When he didn't reply her, she retrieved the envelope and got down from the car.
Lucas was hearing balloons pop at the back of his head. He and Brianna had made love last night and she hadn't mentioned anything about it.
Hold on a second, Boss had said something about his mother being engaged.....
Fuck this! He clenched a fist as he got out of the car, walked up the pavement and entered the house.
Brianna was hugging Saraphina, and Boss was trying hard to keep a demure expression.
"Oh, wait, you came with him?" Boss asked, seeing Lucas saunter in.
"Oh, yes. He's my driver." Brianna shifted her gaze at Lucas.
Lucas suppressed his lips into a thin line. He'd been boxed, there was no way he was getting out of this.
Now they would know he'd been fucking them three.
"He's also my driver and dad's," Saraphina put in.
First, Lucas caught the shock on Saraphina's face, and a grim look on Boss' face.
"Does he know he's your son?" Boss asked Brianna.
Everywhere went still for a moment. Eyes rotated and Lucas almost swoon.
"I beg your pardon?" Brianna asked.
"You're not over me, Brianna. That's why you're here to relay the news of your marriage to me. That is why you fail to see what is in front of you. Lucas is your son, Lucas is our son." Boss explained.
Lucas staggered.
Saraphina laughed to that.
Brianna touched her forehead.
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Saraphina asked.
Boss retrieved some documents, pictures that his lawyer had given to him before he finally cared to explain.
"28 years ago, I was in a relationship with Brianna. She was a surrogate mother for her sister. But her sister died and we took the child as ours illegally. We married but it didn't last long. Brianna asked for a divorce, and moved onto the next after she'd dropped off Lucas at Dartmouth's orphanage. Lucas wasn't Lucas then, his name was Adrian." Boss finished, his eyes only stopping to meet Lucas'.
Lucas could hear his heartbeat. Life really played him terribly.
He'd been making out with Boss who was his .... He shook his head, hoping the word would fade from him.
And poor Saraphina, his stepsister who was equally hooked and was probably inlove with him.
Brianna, the cause of it all. Maybe, he shouldn't have met them and he would be better off with his foster parents.
Triple Shooting with his own family, no way!