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Post by lkaljk (Ebba) on Aug 1, 2009 2:42:43 GMT 10
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Andie
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Post by Andie on Aug 1, 2009 11:03:09 GMT 10
You're gonna leave us hanging like that?? that'mean!!! LOL
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Post by orangecrush on Aug 2, 2009 16:15:53 GMT 10
update!
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marie
Countess of Luby
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Post by marie on Aug 3, 2009 2:22:31 GMT 10
I read the whole story ! it's pretty great can't wait for an update
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red17
Junior Luby
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Post by red17 on Aug 12, 2009 14:18:22 GMT 10
Chapter 11 [WARNING: EXPLICIT MATERIAL!]
Abby was already carrying beer bottles to the sink when Luka turned from locking the door. He grabbed the rest and walked toward the kitchen.
“They were nice,” Abby announced as she gently dropped the bottles in the garbage.
“Yeah,” Luka cheerfully agreed.
Abby’s voice lowered as she conspiratorially assessed, “Erica’s a bit of a ditz…”
Luka let out a laugh and shook his head. “Yeah, I’m not exactly sure what he sees in her.”
Abby walked back to the living room and straightened up the pillows on the couch. “It was a fun time, though. Jenny and Vladamir seem like a great couple. I enjoyed hanging out with them.”
“Yeah,” Luka agreed upbeat as he joined her in the living room. “I think they enjoyed your company, too.” A warm chuckle escaped him as he thought back to the game. “Thank God you were able to draw an arman…, armo—“
“Armadillo,” she helped.
“Yes. I had no idea what the hell that was,” he finished, his face displaying his amused reaction to yet another American oddity.
The music lilting from the stereo slowed, as if on cue, and Abby felt an awkwardness creep into the room.
“So,” began Luka cautiously as he leaned over the coffee table to pack the Pictionary game board away in its box. “Everything okay tonight?”
Abby heaved a sigh and paused, gauging whether she should tell him. “I saw Brian entering my apartment building when I was walking home.”
Luka immediately straightened up and looked at her. “When did he return to the building?”
Abby could immediately sense that Luka was trying to appear unfazed by what she’d said, but she could see that just under the surface, Luka was reigning in his true reaction.
“I dunno. Four or five days ago, I guess,” she mumbled offhandedly, trying to downplay it, yet preparing herself for the onslaught of questions.
“Did he say anything to you?” Luka asked, as his nostrils flared slightly.
“No, I don’t even think he saw me. I just didn’t… I didn’t want to risk running into him. I’ve been able to avoid him so far,” she explained quietly as she looked down at the floor, her thumbs hooked into her back pockets.
Luka’s ire began to rise at the thought of Abby feeling afraid of Brian. “He hasn’t said anything to you?” he asked but didn’t wait for a response before he forged ahead. “He hasn’t threatened you, has he?” his voice was demanding and urgent. “You need to call the police if any—”
“I know!” Abby defended adamantly and then softened a bit and looked pointedly up at him with wide eyes. “I know.” She sat down on the arm of the couch and looked down at the cushions to her side.
“Abby,” Luka began gravely, “I know that you think you can take care of yourself, but this man isn’t going to stop this behavior! You have to take this seriously, and if that means moving out of your apartment—”
“I’M not moving!” Abby snapped back quickly, jumping to her feet and pointing to her chest for emphasis. “HE can move!” Her eyes were wide with defiance and anger.
“He’s not going to do that, Abby, obviously!” Luka tried to reason as his voice rose and his hands perched upon his hips.
“Well maybe if you hadn’t attacked him, he wouldn’t have the choice to stay, now would he?” she shot back, folding her arms across her chest.
“And maybe if you had stayed away from the situation like everyone warned you to, this wouldn’t be happening,” he countered angrily.
Abby’s eyes squinted as she scrutinized the low blow. Luka licked his bottom lip and hung his head, knowing he’d gone a bit too far, but dismissing that fact now out of frustration. One arm crossed his chest, his hand gripping his inner elbow as his other hand rose, the pad of his thumb laying across his lower lip. Yet again, he would fail in getting through to her.
“What the hell would you care anyway?” Abby asked frostily.
“You’re joking, right?” Luka’s hand fell from his face as he looked up at her.
Abby felt awkward, yet she was weary of everyone’s lack of confidence in her own ability to take care of herself. Susan had treated her like a child in the ER. Luka had admonished her more than once. Even Chuny had voiced her disapproval of Abby returning to her apartment building. But what was she supposed to do?
She took a deep breath and exhaled. “Look, I didn’t come here to argue with you, and I didn’t come here to anger you. I just need to deal with this own my own. I should go.”
Luka’s face fell as his hands came down to slap his thighs. “Abby,” he let out with a breath and raked his hand through his hair. “I’m sorry,” he began. “It’s my fault he’s still in your building.”
Abby immediately cut him off. “I don’t want to talk about it anymore, Luka.” She reached for her coat and then quietly added, “It’s not your fault.” She suddenly looked tired and defeated.
“No, it is.” He was adamant, and his voice raised a notch. “It’s just that… when I saw you in the hospital and I found out it was him—”
“Luka, it’s fine. It’s late and I’m just going to go home. I shouldn’t have bothered you with this tonight. I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s not fine!” Luka shouted, startling her. “I care about what happens to you, Abby! I care about you! And I wish you’d understand that I wanted to kill Brian that night because you are important to me and he hurt you!”
Abby’s face froze in surprise, her eyes wide and her mouth agape. She saw the frustrated anger on Luka’s face. Rarely had she seen him this rattled.
He slowly crossed the distance between them and looked down into her brown eyes. His hands came up and cupped her face. His voice, quiet and gentle, drifted through her shock and tugged at her senses. “I haven’t stopped caring about you since the first time we kissed.”
She stood paralyzed, staring up into his eyes. Her lips were slightly parted. Her tongue darted out, licking her lips uncertainly. Her hands trembled as they slipped into her back pockets.
Luka could see her collarbone raise slightly as she took a shaky breath. He could feel her heartbeat quicken under her jawbone with his fingertips, and he watched her pupils begin to dilate.
She said nothing as she looked up into his eyes. Her mind swirled. The feel of his hands on her face was intoxicating. Thoughts refused to pull themselves together as she lost herself in the greys and blues and golds in Luka’s irises. Her eyelids fluttered a few times and her stomach did soft little flip-flops.
His face was flushed and his eyes darkened, taking on a stormy, intense look as they bored into hers. He whispered a soft, nearly silent, “Abby…”
Abby closed her eyes as Luka leaned down, covering his lips with hers. His hands slid from her face and into her hair. He pulled her closer and breathed in her scent – vanilla, floral, the ocean. Her perfume, her shampoo, her lotion – it all danced together to create a familiar bouquet unique to one woman. His lips pressed harder against hers.
Abby’s mind melted. Her heart raced and her thoughts scattered as Luka slid his hands to the back of her head, turning his head slightly to deepen the kiss. Through a heated fog she realized her hands lightly grasped his wrists, which rested on either side of her neck. She slid them down his arms to his inner elbows where his grey ribbed sweater sleeves bunched.
Snippets of their past relationship floated through her memory – the feel of Luka’s arms around her, the passion in his kisses, the way his eyes devilishly followed her at work until he would yank her into an empty room for a quick bit of intimacy.
Slowly, Luka pulled back, his eyes drifting open. His fingers remained twined through her hair at the nape of her neck. Abby looked up at him, breathless. She swallowed and licked her lips, a bit nervous, and still a bit tipsy from the rush of the kiss.
Neither said a word. They searched each other’s face for a sign that the other was okay with what was happening. Abby’s eyes darted from Luka’s eyes to his lips and then back up to his eyes.
Luka’s hands lightly skimmed across her shoulders and down her arms. He wrapped them around her small waist and into the small of her back, pulling her into his chest as his mouth came down on hers again. He leaned down to accommodate her short frame. She shifted to her tiptoes and pressed herself against his chest. She inhaled deeply as his tongue found its way to hers. Abby felt the back of her shirt being pulled from the waist of her jeans. Luka’s warm hands slid up her back and pulled her closer.
She wrapped her arms up and around his neck, her hands running through his soft, dark hair and up the back of his head.
Luka’s hands immediately remembered her every curve, and moved toward her sensitive spots. Abby gasped and arched her back as his fingers ran up her spine.
They were both lost. Hearts raced. Minds swirled. Bodies melted.
Abby felt Luka’s arms tense around her and lift her. His arms were wrapped tightly around her torso and he held her up against him. Abby briefly allowed her eyes to flutter open as she looked at Luka’s face, now at the same level as hers. She drew in a shaky breath before he kissed her again, this time tugging lightly on her bottom lip.
Luka drew back slowly and Abby opened her eyes dreamily. He looked at her tenderly. “I missed you,” he whispered. She absorbed his words and felt her heart do a staccato beat. Her inner eyebrows tipped upward and she bit the inside of her bottom lip.
“I missed you, too,” she whispered back, her voice wavering a bit as the emotion of her confession crept through her mind.
Luka turned and urgently made his way to the steps. Abby’s arms encircled his neck tighter as he took the stairs, their mouths molded to each others.
Abby’s mind dizzied as she felt herself being laid upon the middle of his bed. He broke the kiss and raised himself up on his hands which pressed into the mattress on either side of her head, her silky brown hair spilling across them. He looked down at her as his breath slowed from its labored pace. His eyes smoldered.
Abby ran her hands up his neck and into his hair. He looked down at her now with a playful, lopsided grin. A small laugh escaped him and Abby smiled.
“What?” she asked, a skeptical smile creeping across her face.
“It’s about time, wouldn’t you say?” he gently rumbled in an unusually thick accent.
Abby let out a quiet laugh as her eyes sparkled.
The smile slowly left Luka’s face and he looked down at Abby with serious, intent eyes. He dipped his head and kissed her gently, softly. He lowered himself onto one forearm as his lips shifted and made their way down her cheek and onto her neck. With his free hand, he brushed back her hair and turned her head slightly, exposing more of her neck. His mouth moved across her skin as his tongue worked in dizzying circles.
Abby knew exactly what he was doing. This was the calm before the storm, the point at which he stepped back, slowed things down, and concentrated on driving her crazy. God, how she’d missed his lovemaking.
Abby closed her eyes and drifted into a whirlpool of hypnotic warmth. Her skin tingled and her mind swam. She marveled at how the months of separation melted away, as Luka’s hands expertly ran across her, his fingertips lightly grazing her skin, setting fire to her nerves. Luka’s mouth trailed up her neck and just under her ear. She let out a small fragmented gasp.
He pressed his hips into hers. She drew one leg up and around his thigh as his free hand slipped behind her other knee and pulled it up as well, allowing him to settle into the cradle of her hips. His mouth moved down the slope of her turned neck and followed her collarbone, stopping every few inches to dwell on her skin with a warm kiss.
With one hand, Abby gripped Luka’s upper arm which was supporting his weight. Her other hand clung to the back of his head, entangled in his hair.
Abby felt a slight chill as her shirt opened and Luka’s hand slid up her torso and across her bra. Had he already undone the row of buttons? Abby hitched herself up on one elbow as he helped slide one side of her shirt down one arm and then the other, tossing it off the bed. His mouth returned to its wandering at the top edge of her bra, but she gently pushed him up and began peeling his sweater and t-shirt up his back. He quickly assisted, yanking the two together up and over his head and tossing them in the same direction as Abby’s shirt.
Before Luka could return to the business of kissing Abby’s décolletage, she ran her hands up his bare chest. She pushed against him with one hand as she pushed herself up off the bed with the other elbow, and twisted, forcing him to turn to his side and roll to his back. With a wicked grin, Abby moved and sat straddled atop his waist. She looked down at his chest and leaned over him, kissing his chin, his mouth, and then working her way down his neck onto his chest. A warm smile spread across Luka’s face.
“What are you doing?” he murmured, smiling, dreamily knowing full well what Abby was up to.
Abby didn’t reply, simply moved her mouth over one of his nipples. She allowed her tongue to slowly circle it and felt him tense. He took a sharp breath as she continued. One of Luka’s hands shot into her hair while the other gripped the sheet.
“Some things never change,” she purred, capturing the sensitive skin between her tongue and upper teeth and tugging gently.
She heard Luka suck in a quick breath. He instantly grabbed her upper arms and flipped her over on her back, rolling on top of her again. He buried his face in her neck and whispered urgently in her ear. It was Croatian and the words made no sense to her, but the message was clear: he wanted her.
Luka pressed himself against her and Abby could feel his desire. He raked one bra strap down over her shoulder and moved tongue and teeth against her exposed skin.
As Abby struggled to sneak her hands between them to undo his jeans, Luka struggled to snake a hand around to her back to undo her bra strap. They both were breathing faster, their hearts thumping at a passionate pace.
Luka pulled Abby’s arms up and above her head, stopping only to draw her bra off. His mouth descended upon her newly exposed skin and his tongue drew tiny figure eights on each nipple. Abby let out a ragged moan and turned her head to one side. Her breathing increased to a minor frenzy as Luka continued.
Abby’s breath caught in her throat as she whispered, “Oh, God.”
Luka let go of her wrists as he moved down her torso, his mouth trailing down her ribcage and across her belly button. He pulled the metal button of her jeans open and unzipped them, tugging them down over one hip and then the next. He raised himself enough to slide them down her legs and promptly discarded them.
He then turned his attention to the black lace panties. His nose and open lips ran lightly from just below her belly button outward across the concave slope of her tiny waist. Abby shivered. With one index finger, he slowly pulled one side of the front of her panties down an inch or two and kissed the sensitive skin just to the inside of the gentle jut of her pelvic bone. With his head tipped down, he looked up at her face.
Abby’s eyes were closed, her eyebrows knitted together, and her breathing became shaky.
Luka’s hand roamed from her hip back to the upper edge of her panties. He began pulling them down from the back and side while his nose and mouth ran slowly, maddeningly, across the skin of her lower abdomen. When he finished peeling them off, he felt Abby’s hands pulling the backs of his upper arms up toward her. Luka cocked one eyebrow, questioning her intent for him to venture back up. “No?” he asked, skeptical, well aware of his abilities to drive her mad.
She pulled him again, offering him a tiny shake of her head. “I just want your arms wrapped around me,” she explained softly as he slid up the length of her and encircled her with his arms.
Ah, it had been a long time since they’d made love, and he remembered how she would sometimes opt for the closeness of having his large frame envelop her while he made love to her instead of all the other intimate activities.
Abby’s hands once again slid between them and this time he lifted his hips so she could easily unzip his jeans and begin sliding them off. He joined in, pulling both jeans and boxer briefs down over both legs and kicking them to the bottom of the bed.
He lowered himself again, finding her mouth and kissing her deeply, slowly, passionately. He felt her legs rub up his outer legs as she brought her knees up. Luka took her hands in his, entwining his fingers with hers and moved their arms directly above her head, bent at the elbows.
He lifted his head, looked down into her face and whispered more Croatian words to her before his mouth descended upon hers and he entered her.
Abby turned her head, breaking the kiss, and let out a passionate gasp. Luka took advantage of her exposed neck with his mouth as he slowly began to move inside her.
Abby squeezed her eyes shut and then allowed them to drift open as her body settled into Luka’s rhythm. She turned her head back to look up into his face. His eyes were closed as he concentrated on steadying his nerves.
His dark lashes slowly opened and they locked gazes.
“I love you, Abby,” he whispered, and brought his lips gently down upon hers.
Abby’s leg muscles strained, her back arched and she tipped over the edge. Her eyes flew shut and colors exploded behind the lids. Luka moved deeper inside her as she heard herself whisper, “I love you, too.”
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Post by lkaljk (Ebba) on Aug 12, 2009 15:52:10 GMT 10
wow
I love it!
And I can't wait to read more!
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Post by suzanne on Aug 12, 2009 22:46:16 GMT 10
Great update!! So glad they finally got together!! Update soon!!
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marie
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Post by marie on Aug 13, 2009 8:43:23 GMT 10
what an update ! it's pretty great ! update soon !
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Post by sissa on Aug 13, 2009 9:55:58 GMT 10
Oh my, now I need a cold shower
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hanna
Junior Luby
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Post by hanna on Aug 14, 2009 2:22:58 GMT 10
hee, me too It's going to be intresting once they've cooled down ...
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Andie
Duchess of Luby
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Post by Andie on Aug 14, 2009 4:29:31 GMT 10
great chapter! totally worth the wait!
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marie
Countess of Luby
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Post by marie on Aug 14, 2009 5:00:48 GMT 10
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Post by Martine on Aug 15, 2009 0:24:25 GMT 10
Oh my, now I need a cold shower You're not the only one! Great update !
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marie
Countess of Luby
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Post by marie on Aug 21, 2009 3:20:40 GMT 10
eh where are you !? what's going on next ?! update soon !
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red17
Junior Luby
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Post by red17 on Aug 21, 2009 4:55:11 GMT 10
I will, Marie, I promise. Too many deadlines, too little time. After today my life slows down a bit.
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