Fighting For Hope

Chapter Three

Lucas

F*.ck I forgot how good it was with Hope. She sucked my d*.ck in the shower. It was one of the things I never got to experience with her when we were kids. She wasn’t ready for it then. I’m just massively jealous at whatever guy got to experience her hot mouth first. And every guy that has come after.

I took her to her bed and ate her finally after all these years. Her taste was heaven. I had wanted her again and she pulled a box of condoms out of her night stand. She was mine all night long. I’m lucky it is a Saturday, and I don’t have to go to work today. The irony is I’m supposed to meet Harper at noon to start to move in.

I have been staying in a hotel because I was asked to come early by his uncle. I willed myself to fall asleep. Hope’s body is entangled with mine and I want to experience waking up with her in my arms. All I know is no guy will touch her again. She was mine and I plan to make her mine again.

I woke to the sun shining in my face. Hope wasn’t around. I glanced up to try and see the clock. I had to laugh because it will be close to meeting with Harper soon. I noticed my clothes folded and set on the bench at the end of the bed. I got up and started to dress. I checked my phone and Harper hadn’t contacted me. I finished dressing.

I went in search of Hope to say goodbye, but I couldn’t find her and when I heard music coming from one of the rooms, I tried the door handle, and it was locked. I didn’t press. I ordered a ride and let it take me back to the hotel where I could get my stuff and my car before I meet with Harper.

I took a shower and pulled on clean comfortable clothes. It is already getting hot here though it is barely into June. I checked out and drove to the diner I was supposed to meet Harper at. I got a table and ordered a coffee. Harper showed up five minutes later alone.

He joined me and ordered a coffee himself. I could tell he had thoroughly been f*.cked like Hope said would happen. I wondered if Harper could tell I was in the same boat. If he could he didn’t mention it with a look or anything.

“So, I guess Hope isn’t all that warm to you. Are you sure you want to take my half of the house?” I had to stop the thoughts of how Hope and I nearly burned her bed to the ground last night. “I guess she is still mad at me for whatever reason.” I replied. Harper’s expression showed he was reluctant to admit it. “Did she ever tell you what changed. Why she became the spoiled rich girl?”

“No, she never showed it to her parents, my parents, and our Uncle Jayson and Aunt Wendy. I think our cousins and her siblings were too young and wrapped up in their friends to see any difference with her at school. She systematically closed herself off to us though. She barely talked to me when she went away to college. She would check in with her parents to let them know she was alive and healthy, but that was about it.”

Harper took a sip of his coffee. “I think losing our grandmother when she was finishing college changed something for her. It at least brought her back to well me sort of. She could only relax and talk to me more than anyone else in the family. We have to force her to join most family functions. She refuses to let us celebrate her birthday and we haven’t celebrated as a family since her birthday senior year. I got her to go to dinner with Ryann and me her last birthday luckily.”

Harper sighed. “I love her like a sister, but I miss how carefree she used to be. She won’t let anyone in. I could have taken the house. She offered to move out, but I had the feeling if she moved, we would rarely see her again. She likes to leave for periods of time. If she isn’t gone, she holes up in her studio for forever, never letting anyone inside. You don’t know what happened to her do you? You were her friend until she shunned you out of the blue. Shunned all of our guy friends at least.”

I want to tell him it is because I took her virginity, and we couldn’t get enough of each other. I never treated her like a girlfriend in public. I just wanted to keep our relationship private. I wanted Hope all to myself. The s*x was amazing too. We f*.cked all over her studio and her family never knew.

I had realized after the Halloween party that I was hopelessly in love with her, and it scared the sh.*t out of me. When I had that realization a week later, she ended things with me and a few days after that she became skittish to everyone, especially my friends. She was sick about a week after she ended things with me, and I remember Harper blaming it on a bad monthly time. Two weeks later and just after Thanksgiving break, she came back to school dressed to the nines.

She wore tight clothes that revealed her body, but still complied with school guidelines. Guys threw themselves at her and she ate it up and left them hanging. She wouldn’t give me the time of day and every time I tried to talk to her, she acted as if I wasn’t there. She got quite a reputation for being the school sl.*t. Hope let people talk no matter how much Harper tried to quell those rumors. There had been rumors about her before being a sl.*t, but no one could confirm or deny.

Well, I could have, but I didn’t see the need to. No one needed to know about our relationship. Hope was mine and I knew the truth. That was all that mattered to me until she ended it with me. Then I wasn’t sure. I mean she f*.cked me a little wildly. Kind of like she did last night. Her passions and desire ride her when she has s*x, and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed no matter what woman I took to my bed. They never compared to how Hope looks in the throws of passion and desire.

“I don’t know man. I wish to hell I knew. She wouldn’t talk to me after Halloween much.” “You know she is probably going to be furious at both of us when we walk through that door.” “Is there anyway we can placate her?” I asked. He smirked at me. “It is why I asked you here. This is my Aunt Alaina’s favorite diner. Hope and my aunt can’t get enough of their French toast piled high with whipped cream. Although Hope loves bacon and the hash browns too. Knowing my cousin as I do, she hasn’t eaten anything yet. I think we need to bring her brunch and maybe we’ll retain some of our skin.”

We ordered brunch to go, and the owners apparently knew exactly what Hope would want and how she would want it. I followed Harper to the house. He carried the bags in through the garage door. He showed me where the thumb plate was hidden. He will add my print after we eat. Harper explained that all the doors lock as soon as they are closed and can only be unlocked by someone programmed into the system or emergency services or law enforcement.

I was surprised when he told me most of his family wasn’t programmed in like I thought they would be. Only her parents, his parents, and their aunt and uncle had access. It was the only way Harper could get her to buy the house and live here in the city with him, keeping her for the most part close at hand.

“I’m going to go get Hope.” I nodded and pulled the food out of the bags and set them on the counter. The holographic projection that was hovering above the kitchen island showed waves crashing on a beach somewhere. I hadn’t noticed they had this technology last night.

I touched the surface and the display menu popped up. I could make selections in the air or use the control panel I just touched on the surface of the island. I decided not to change anything because I wasn’t sure if Hope set the beach scene and I want her calm and happy.

“You better have ordered extra, extra whipped… Cream.” Her voice fell off as she spied me. I smiled. “What’s Lucas doing here?” She demanded. “Food first.” Harper commanded her. She growled and Harper slid her food towards her. She plopped down on a stool and snatched the fork closest to her. She eyed me while I tried to eat my food.

To Hope’s credit she devoured half her food before she broke. “Why the hell is Lucas here?” “He is going to take over my half of the house.” “The f*.ck he is.” “Hope, be reasonable. You don’t need to be in this big house by yourself. You need someone here who can remind you to eat, shower, change your clothes, go outside…” Hope wasn’t looking too pleased with Harper.

“Why does it have to be him?” “Because he just moved back. You know him. He’s not a total stranger. And he just started working for Uncle Jayson. Give him a break. You’ll also have a man in the house to keep you safe. I didn’t want to think of a complete stranger living with you. You don’t have to interact with him much. Besides Uncle Jordan likes knowing he’ll be here to protect you and watch over you.”

Hope’s face cringed and then her expression showed her defeat and ready to give in. “Fine. But he stays on his half and out of my studio. Kitchen and living room are neutral ground I guess.” Harper jumped up and side hugged her as she grumbled and stuffed a piece of bacon in her mouth and subtly glared at me when Harper wasn’t paying attention.

Harper showed me everything on what would be my side. He added me to the house system including security because that was the only way I would be able to get in without Hope letting me in. He helped me bring my belongings in. I don’t have much. He left most of his furniture here. They took some things, but a majority was left because Hope won’t buy new furniture or think to do so.

Harper left after I told him I could unpack my boxes. Hope had come back into the kitchen to get water when I went to assess the food situation. I can eat out, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t want to waste money eating out daily if I can avoid it.

I could feel Hope seething. She turned on me. “Last night was just that last night.” “What are you afraid of princess? You can’t handle me?” I challenged her. Her eyes narrowed on me. “You know perfectly well how much of you I can handle.” She retorted. I made a scoffing noise and raised my eyebrow in a challenge.

Next thing I knew I had her bent over a stool a condom on and I was f*.cking her deep and hard. My balls slapped and felt like they were being used as punching bags, but really, I wasn’t complaining. Hope moaned and grunted. I bit and sucked at her neck and shoulders.

“Ha, faster.” She grunted. I groaned as her body responded to mine. She arched up and reached back to grasp my hips as I showed her no mercy. I gripped her throat with one hand and roughly cupped her br*.ast with the other.

“This p*.ssy is mine for the foreseeable future. No other guy is allowed inside it, to touch it, nor to taste it. Do I make myself clear?” I growled into her ear. She let out a deep guttural moan. “Answer me.” “Fine but no one knows about it.” I didn’t want to agree to that. I want everyone to know she is mine for as long as she’ll let me have her this time. “Take it.” She moaned. “Or leave it.” She finished on another moan. “Done. Now cum.” I commanded her. She didn’t disappoint me.

I made Hope come grocery shopping with me. She grumbled a lot, but Harper was right. Hope doesn’t eat unless you make her. She grabbed a lot of junk food, and it surprised me that she can eat all that and she was so close to being skin and bones. She had more meat on her bones during our senior year than she does now.

I made sure to get healthy snacks and food. I take care of my body and maybe I can get her to eat with me more often and she’ll be able to add some weight back to her frame. I got far more groceries than I normally would for myself, but there wasn’t any real food in the house and what was there was expired or on the verge of expiring.

Hope helped me carry groceries in and put them away before she escaped to her studio. I went back to unpacking my things. I don’t fully know how this is going to work out, but I can’t pass up having Hope in my life again.