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The Misunderstanding: All I Need Is Yoou
He caught her arm just as she excused herself from her partner and turned to leave the dance floor, pulling her into his chest and wrapping both arms around her just as a slow song began to play.
Her eyes sprang to his and for a moment joy filled her face before she shut it down and tried to pull away. “Let me go Luke.”
“I don’t think so Megan, you owe me an explanation.” He said firmly as he continued to turn them around the dance floor with her held tightly against him.
“I don’t owe you anything Luke Jamison! I filed for divorce so you need to let me go,” she spat at him, daggers flashing in her eyes.
“You don’t think you owe me an explanation as to why my wife of four years filed for divorce while I was out of the country on business? You see I do. When I left as far as I knew everything was good; we were happy…talking about having a family and then suddenly its over?” Luke said fixing his wife with a glare of his own that made her swallow hard and look away.
“Yes. It’s over, that’s all there is too it,” Megan said softly.
“Not good enough,” he said succinctly.
A shuddering sigh went through her as she obviously struggled to hold back tears, “It’s going to have to be good enough Luke. It’s all I’ve got.”
Luke sighed, “Megan don’t make me force the truth from you.”
Megan’s eyes sprang up to his, “There isn’t anything to tell you. I just reconsidered our relationship and realized I wasn’t happy and…”
“Bull…” he held his hand up when she started to say something else. “I’ve spoken to Kelly.”
Megan shook her head as the tears she’d been holding back began to fall down her cheeks as she pulled sharply from his arms. “I can’t do this. I’m sorry Luke,” she said quietly before she turned and ran from the dance floor.
Luke followed at a more sedate pace, knowing he catch her before she could get to her car.
Megan hurried to the cloak room and asked for her jacket, she looked nervously over her shoulder and saw him quickly making up the distance between them. She had to get away before he caught up to her again, she wasn’t strong enough to stand firm not loving him as much as she did. When she realized there was no way to wait for her jacket and get out of the building before he caught he she just turned and ran again leaving it behind.
She hurriedly ran out the front door of the building and into a cold rain, shivering Megan hurried to her car digging frantically in her bag for the keys.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she finally had the key fob in her hand as she hit unlock and reached for the door; but just as she opened it he was there pushing it closed.
“You aren’t running from this Megan,” he said as he wrapped his coat around her shoulders and lifted her into his arms. “Lock it.”
She studied determined set of his features and her shoulders slumped as she complied, clicking the lock button twice and setting the alarm.
“Good girl,” Luke told her as he turned and carried her to his truck. He continued to hold her with one arm while he unlocked and opened the door then set her inside. “Scoot over.”
Megan sighed and scooted across the bench seat and fastening her seat belt knowing there was no way to avoid this confrontation.
Once Luke was seated in the driver’s seat her started the truck and turned the heater on full blast pointing the vents in her direction, but made no effort to put it in gear. “Why Megan?”
“You talked to Kelly so you know why,” she said turning to look stubbornly out the side window because she couldn’t face him.
“No I don’t,” he said firmly.
“I can’t give you what you want,” Megan wailed, turning to face him fiercely with tears once again wetting her cheeks.
“What I want is my wife,” Luke said sternly.
“I can’t give you babies Luke. The big family you’ve always wanted? You can’t have that with me! I’m flawed,” she said bitterly.
“Megan Marie Jamison I better not ever hear you say that again. So what, we can’t have kids of our own, we’ll adopt if we decide we can’t live without them. But what I really want…what I can’t live without, is you.”
Hard sobs started shaking her small frame and Luke undid her seatbelt and pulled her across the seat and into his lap. “You deserve to have a little boy with your dimples and bright blue eyes,” she sobbed into his chest.
“And you don’t? You don’t deserve to have a little girl following you around with big inquisitive green eyes asking why every three minutes?” he asked. “It’s not about what we deserve baby, it’s about what is. Yes I wanted those things but not with just anyone. I wanted them with you.”
“Luke I’m so sorry,” Megan said with her face buried against him.
He pushed her back and tilted her face up to his, “I wanted those things with you. You…no one else…you are my love…the only baby I need…you’re the very air I breathe and I will not let you throw that away.”
She threw herself against him, pressing kisses against his face and neck anywhere she could reach, “I love you so much. I just didn’t want you to be trapped with me, when I couldn’t…”
“I am not trapped, never have been and never will be. Do you understand me young lady? I love you and I always will. I can’t believe you thought you had the right to make such a ridiculous decision without me,” Luke said furiously. Now that he had his woman back where she belonged, they had a few things to discuss.
Megan drew in a deep shuddering sigh as she ran a finger down the center of his shirt, “You going to punish me?”
“What do you think baby girl?” he asked her with a raised brow.
She nodded and moved out of his lap and back to her own seat, “Then take me home.”
Luke nodded and put the truck in gear.
Once they were home Luke wasted little time and before she knew what happened Megan found herself bare bottomed across his lap with his hand slapping down again and again.
The fire built quickly, leaving her crying out her apologies as he continued to spank her bottom to a bright crimson hue. Finally, she collapsed over his knee as she let go of the guilt and flew free…accepting his punishment with every ounce of submission in her soul.
The punishment freed her…freed her to love him…freed her to love herself again and embrace who they were together.
“That’s it baby girl, let it all go…we’re fine…together we can handle anything that comes our way…you won’t forget that again will you?” he asked her as his hand skimmed the hot flesh of her bottom.
“No sir, never again.” Megan cried as he lifted her to face him.
Megan reached between them and freed his cock from his jeans, straddling him and taking him deep inside her.
Luke cupped her hot bottom in his big hands and helped her ride him hard and fast their passion building quickly as he slammed up to meet her every downward stroke. Soon they were crying out together as they were consumed by their desire, each losing themselves in the eyes of the other as they shuddered in each other’s arms, totally spent…replete in the magic they shared.