THE DREAM BOOK

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NARRATOR'S P.O.V

Luke was able to acquire this knowledge because of his parent's wealth.

However, he lost everything when they died in a plane crash at the age of 15. He moved in with his aunt and uncle, but they were not as loving as he hoped they would be. So, He couldn't continue his education since they didn't think he was worth wasting their precious money on.

At 18, he left the house and moved into a two-bedroom apartment with the little money he earned in working odd jobs.

Nevertheless, he is still making use of the knowledge as a programmer, he might not be making much but it's enough for them to survive on.

As for Jasmine, she didn't have that opportunity. she was born and raised in poverty. Her parents died of cancer. It's not as if they couldn't have been healed. The technology to heal them is available, but they just didn't have the money to pay for it. She doesn't have much, so all she can do to support Luke is to take care of the house, cook, wash, and in her spare time, draw.

Drawing is the only thing she seems to do perfectly well and without flaw, but it's not something that she can earn money with. At least she hasn't tried making a career out of it.

"Jay, where are you?" Luke calls to her from the doorway, making her wonder why he's so early today. He's never this early, unless...

"Over here" she shouts out to him from the bedroom. she has been on the bed the whole day with a pencil and her sketchbook, trying to complete a sketch of Luke she's determined to make flawless. It's almost done, and so far it looks promising.

She lifts her head to look at him, he's very handsome. With his aqua blue eyes, brown hair with the edges trimmed leaving the top. He is 6 feet tall with olive skin, With his not too extreme features.

she stands up, picks up her pencils and sketchbook then sets them beside the lamp. Then turns to hug and pull him in for a toe-curling kiss when he's within reach.

"Why are you home so early?" she asks, and straddle him when he takes a seat on the bed, his weight makes the bed dip. She wraps her hands around his neck as he wraps his arm around her waist in a tight embrace.

" I'm done," he says, and she understands him perfectly. The thing about Luke's job is that it's not permanent. They are even lucky if he gets requests three times a month.

He receives phone calls once in a while requesting his service as a programmer. They try to manage with the money he gets. Until another request comes in.

JAY'S P.O.V

I lean in and kiss him. I let him know that I understand him. I let him know just how much I love him, and how much he means to me through that kiss.

Luke is not that tall, he's only a head taller than me. Okay, I won't say 'only' because being a head taller than someone is something.

"We'll push through," I whisper, and give him the best bone-crushing hug I can, with his head on my breast and my arms around his shoulder.

"It's not gonna be like this forever," he says.

"I know," I reply with a kiss to his hair. if there is one thing I'm grateful to life for, giving me, it's Luke.

Luke stands on his feet making me wrap my leg around his hips. He keeps me up with his hand on my ass as I nestle my nose at the base of his neck and inhale his natural woodsy scent that I love.

He gives my ass a hard squeeze making me moan and grind my hips to get a little friction where I need it.

Blue meets brown eyes in a loving embrace. I run the back of my hand on his cheeks and trace the outline of his lips with a finger, all while, trying to tattoo his features in my mind. He's absolutely adorable, the thought brings a smile to my face.

A smile that is a gift on its own, considering how f****d up our life is.

Luke seals our lips in a needy kiss, his hand roam my back and trace the swell of my hips, he runs his hand up my waist and begins to knead my breast. All while standing on his feet with me hanging off him like a monkey.

I let out a moan and run my hand in my lover's hair, massaging his scalp along the way making him groan in satisfaction.

"I love you, Jay." He whispers.

"And I, you."

He starts to trail kisses down my neck, sucking on it gently, probably trying to leave some love marks.

I grab hold of his c**k in its Jean-clad prison, alternating between strokes and a squeeze.

Luke moves us to the bed and lays me down gently, never removing his lips from my neck. Our clothes leave us in an instant. Skin meets skin as fireworks explode behind my eyelids, c**k meets crotch in an unyielding embrace and my walls try to squeeze the life out of him. I let out a sigh of satisfaction at the fullness his c**k provides.

"God... aaahhhh." I can't even hold back my moans at the pleasure he gives me.

Luke kneads my left breast with his hand and sucks the bundle of nerves of the other into his mouth, all while moving his hips in an enchanting rhythm.

"I'm cumming..." I whisper, too consumed with pleasure to find my voice. My release leaves me speechless in a silent scream.

"f**k" Luke groans, I feel his pulse in me, then I know he's reaching the peak of our lovemaking, and paints my walls with his white c*m.

He gently pulls out of me and holds my exhausted body tight with his front to my back. No words are exchanged, nothing can describe how satisfied and at peace I am, even with how tough life is.

"Sleep" he whispers and kisses my cheeks. Sleep embraces me like a long-lost friend.