Chapter Twenty-Four: Welcome To Australia (mature)

After 19 hours of me almost loosing the feeling of my ass, we've finally arrived Australia!

Its 11:17 pm, Thursday. I must be feeling jet lag because I swear to god I am wide awake.

"What do you want to do now?" I asked sheepishly.

"Well, its almost midnight, were definitely not going to see anything this time of the night. We should probably settle in first and I'll give you a tour in the morning after we both get some rest." He exclaimed.

"Right. Sounds like a plan." I held unto his forearm as I carry my own bag and he carries his and we made our way towards the parking lot.

"You're driving?" I asked as he pulls a different car key out of his pocket.

"Yes, Miss Beck. I am, but if you want to do the honor then I'll be very much flattered." He teased.

"I don't even know where in Australia we are" I laughed,

"Were in Sydney, Tate." He shook his head in amusement, "This is where everything to me used to matter, I've never thought that I'll be coming back here to this place. I guess I have a new reason to make this place matter again." He exclaimed as we place our bags in the trunk of his silver Audi.

"Well, I look forward for the things that are bound to happen."

Luke drove off and every now and then I see him yawning. His eyes looked tired and I could swear that I want to offer that I could drive but the only problem is I don't even know where were going.

"So...where are we going to stay from now on?" I asked trying to start a conversation to keep him awake.

"I made a few calls and asked my secretary to buy a flat in the middle of Sydney near the beach so if you want to relax and be under the sun you can do whatever you want. I just have to follow this GPS and we'll be there in no time. I signed it under my name though, I hope you don't mind. You know, just in case your mother might do anything just to find you."

I nodded, "I understand. Does your parents know that you're getting a divorce?"

"Yeah, my father is not good with my idea so were not in good terms as of now but my mother respected my decision, she wants me to be happy."

I didn't answer.

"My father always liked Adelaide, I don't know why."

"I see." Part of me didn't care but the other part of me was thinking if his father will like me like how he likes Adelaide or more.

"Anyways, are you hungry? There's a 24 hour subway sandwich shit just around the corner."

"Yeah sure, a bologna sandwich with a lot of mustard sounds great." I can feel my stomach grumble. We didn't eat much in the plane since I'm so over the food they have in the menu.

We went through the drive thru and head our way back to the road. After a few more turns we stopped in front of a huge modern apartment complex. It looked really sophisticated and classy.

Luke parked the car in the basement parking and we head straight towards the elevator.

We stopped by the front desk which was on the 1st floor and talked to the girl sitting behind the desk.

"Good evening, I'm here to get the key of a unit name signed under Luke Hemmings." Luke exclaimed trying to charm the girl.

"Are you him? Because you still have to sign these papers first for the lease." The red head handed Luke a folder with papers in it and a ball point pen.

Luke took it without hesitation and signed it in speed.

"Here you are, Sir." She handed him a set of keys, "Flat number 0023, Forty-fifth floor." She announced, her accent thick.

Luke nodded and I gave the girl a smile before heading back the elevator.

The familiar bell rang and the doors open, as we ascend an instrumental Frank Sinatra song was playing on the back ground.

The elevator ride felt like years, I wouldn't stop fidgeting with my fingers and tapping my heels unto the floor as I grew impatient and why does the flat have to be on the 45th floor?!

Once the elevator door opened we walked towards the end of the hall to a white door with the 0023 lettering on the middle top of it.

My jaw dropped as soon as Luke opened the door.

The place looked magnificent.

We entered with ease and we both even dropped our bags on the floor at the same time.

I pulled my hand away from his grip and ran towards the couch flopping myself on top.

"So you like it?" He calmly walked his way towards me, the heels on his leather shoes making a clanking sound as he walk.

The whole place was breath taking.

The walls were white and you have to climb down three steps of stairs to reach the living room which was perfectly carpeted. The leather sofas looked expensive and the glass center piece table was elegant enough to be partnered up with the crystal chandelier that was freely hanging on the ceiling.

Between the kitchen and the living area there was a huge ass window, which kind of remind me of Luke's place back in Rosewood.

Stop it, Tatum! Forget about Rosewood. You're free now. Stop reminding yourself about the past!

I sighed and nodded, "This is perfect." I stood up meeting him halfway and enveloping my arms around his broad frame, my head resting on his chest feeling and hearing his heartbeat.

"I knew you'd like it." He pulled away leaving a kiss on my forehead.

I immediately made my way to see the kitchen.

It was beautiful, everything looked perfect together. All the silverware and white plates, black mugs, a two-door fridge, microwave and a built in electric stove on top of the counter. I have no complains.

"How many rooms does this place have?" I asked as I walk near him, Luke was standing by the window, watching the city lights beaming below us.

Fuck! The view is just so beautiful, I can even see the opera house from here. No wonder he picked the forty-fifth floor, the view here is breathtaking!

"Just one upstairs, there are two bathrooms tho." He answered and I made my way to look at the bathroom located near the staircase behind the wall where the huge 55" flat screen TV was built in.

I climbed a stair and opened the bathroom door.

The walls were tiled white and everything seemed like it was in place.

"I'll go up and see the bedroom, okay?" I called out before closing the bathroom door and walked my way to the stairs which caught me by surprise because it was only steps bolted on the wall, there wasn't even any railings.

I sighed hoping not to fall to my death, these heels are killing me.

How about you take them off, stupid! I rolled my eyes at my bitchy subconscious.

I took my heels off and walked barefooted against the hard cherry wood.

I climbed up to see a veranda over looking the whole flat, I peeked down and saw Luke still standing by the window, both hands inside each side pockets of his slacks.

I looked back and saw two tall lamps beside each side of the bed, it was dimly lit, the bed had white pillows and a fluffy white duvet, still the walls up here are just plain white. I liked it tho, it was simple.

There was a vanity mirror beside another white door and some book shelves and a glass coffee table with a cactus plant in the middle.

I entered the bathroom and saw a bath tub, a tub where two people can easily fit. A white toilet, a white sink, a shower cubicle and a mirror perfectly cut to shape the tiled wall. There was a white cabinet filled with towels, towelettes and toiletries.

There was a door that seemed like a closet door, I opened it and just as I expected it was a walk-in closet.

There were clothes in it already, dresses, tuxes, casual clothes, PJ's, underwear...laced once, and shoes.

"I asked someone to shop clothes for us since I don't want you to buy anything using your credit card or ATM. Your mother can trace those."

I nodded, facing him, "Thank you.."

"For what?" He tried to look oblivious,

"All of these. Everything. I never thought we would both come down to this, I just couldn't believe it."

"Are you happy?" He asked,

"Yes."

"Good, that's all that matters anyway." He pulled me in to another hug. "Are you tired?"

I shook my head on his chest.

He tilted my head, his hand tilting my chin. Before I could even protest he crashed our lips and again I was lost.

I parted my mouth just enough for him to slid his tongue inside. Our lips move in sync, slow and passionate.

Our bodies in heat, his hands trailing from my waist to the small of my back.

He deepened our kiss as he lean down closer, his hands now on my thighs, I took the hint and wrapped one leg around his waist. His nails digging on the skin of my thigh. I can feel him harden against me, our kiss getting sloppier as our tongues slip in and out of our mouth.

I jumped a little now both of my legs wrapped around him, he pushed us towards the cold hard wall.

I moaned against his lips biting it. He let out a groan which turned me on.

My eyes were closed the whole time as I feel him carrying me out of the bathroom as we enter back in the bedroom.

He gently lays me down against the cold duvet, removing his tie and coat. I started unbuttoning his button up and trailed kisses down his neck as he raise my dress up, sliding my panties to the side of my sex.

It didn't took long until I felt his fingers sliding inside me, slowly pumping in and out, basically meant to kill me and beg him for more and to go a little faster.

"Oh-" I moaned biting my lips, opening my eyes to see him on top of me, shirtless and kissing my neck.

My nails dug behind his back leaving red claw marks behind.

I arch my back against the bed just enough for him to unclasp my dress and pulling it down, leaving me naked.

I hear him unbuckle his belt and unzip his slacks.

He slides it down and threw it on the floor.

I noticed that he's holding one of those familiar sachets.

"I told you how much I hated wearing these." He mumbled as he open the sachet, "Have you been taking pills?" He asked rolling the condom on his length.

I shook my head.

"I'll book you an appointment to an OB Gynecologist tomorrow." He exclaimed crawling back on top of me.

I stayed silent as I watch him feather kisses on my sweet spots.

His thumb rested on my naval as he try to position his man hood to enter me.

A few seconds passed and I felt the familiar sting on my sex as he adjust himself on top of my.

I arched my back in lust as his hips started moving, I meet his movements once in awhile quietly panting as I deepen myself every time he thrust.

The bed made rocking sounds, which turned me on as I wrap one knee on Luke's waist.

He silently moaned at my simple gesture, obliging the feeling I give him as I rock my hips to meet his again and again.

I trailed kisses on his neck, my nails dug on his shoulder blades as I moan his name continuously.

The scent of his cologne on his skin is overwhelming my nostrils and it made me feel safe.

He pumped in and out of me, slow

and gentle, teasing.

I wasn't used to him fucking me passionately, we would always fuck aggressively and would hit our climax as soon as we barely started.

This time, it was different. It seemed like he was making love with me and not just fucking my brains out for my pleasure.

"Oh fuck-" He moaned as he shot his head up, pulling away from sucking my neck, his eyes were closed and his lips trembled.

My body started to tense up, his thrust are getting deeper and it felt like I'm being choked every time he thrusts inside me.

My legs are getting numb and I knew I was close.

I stopped meeting his movements as I let him thrust a little faster in me. The feeling of him inside me is hard to wrap around my head. Maybe I'm delusional but ever since I met him, I can't live a day without sex.

After a few more pump I felt myself come, once I noticed his movements getting sloppier I knew he is about to reach his high.

When he started to thrust even faster he let out a loud groan and slowly humped me in and out, I knew then that he reached his climax.

He collapsed on top of me, our bodies glistening with sweat. Our new bed soaked with our juice.

He took a few deep breaths before pulling his length out of me.

He rolled out the used condom and placed it back the empty foil.

I wrapped myself around with the duvet which was really warm and Luke mimicked my actions.

We were both catching our normal breathing phase as we both stare at each other.

His hair was damp and his lips was slightly parted as he breath through his mouth.

He had a smug smile on his face.

"What are you smiling about, Mr. Hemmings?" I asked scooting a little closer towards him.

He wrapped his arm on my waist.

"I don't know, I just find myself very happy these past few days." He placed strands of my hair behind my ear. He sighed, "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on and I'm so lucky to be that guy who is lying beside you right now."

I was taken aback by his words. I'm speechless.

"I might've fallen in love with you, Miss Beck."