Author's Note: As always, I am taking creative license with noble and royal titles and Austrian geography. Took a few days off writing for the Thanksgiving holiday so I hope everyone is still interested in the storyline. For those that have read some of my other stories, I have incorporated a few characters from those previous tales. I hope you enjoy the crossover!
Wagner 1
touched down at Detroit Metro Airport at noon that day and was met by two bulletproof limousines flanked by a pair of blue Michigan State Police cruisers. Gunther had arrived before the nobles and their entourage and set up the police escort for the Count's road trip to his hometown of Gravel City and his meeting with the people Luke had entrusted with his financial and legal well-being. After the attempt on his life and subsequent wounding of his girlfriend, the Baronetess Sophia Lehner, in New York, Luke was taking no chances with his or his group's safety. The police escort would encompass the entire 45-minute trip to Gravel City and the aforementioned meeting at Anderson and Sons Law firm then to his father's home, now his home after the inheritance had completed.
Fifteen minutes out of the airport, the limousine carrying Luke, Sophia, and their maid/traveling butler, the blonde bombshell Anna, was speeding down I-94 when Luke's cellphone chimed his alma mater's fight song. He had received a text message from his good friend, Erik Decker:
Hey, man! Are we still
on for Remy's at 4?
Tara's working until 6.
Luke desperately wanted to meet up with his friends at Remy's Pub, but given the events of the last few days, he wasn't sure that he should. Luke had been Erik's supervisor at the office where he had worked before he inherited the Wagner fortune and title. Luke had also almost lost Erik to a wicked car accident the year before and Erik had gone through a grueling series of physical therapy sessions to get back on his feet. Erik's new wife, Tara, a red-haired hottie that reminded Luke of his own Sophia, worked at Remy's and was the driving force behind Erik's recovery.
"We should probably cancel the meet-up with my friends at the bar later." Luke told Sophia as the caravan continued down the highway. "You should get your rest and we're most likely driving Gunther crazy with the security issues on this one."
"Oh, no you don't!" Sophia retorted. "You need this, Luke. And so do I. I'm OK, and I could use a beer or two. You just tell your friends we'll be there at 4. Let Gunther worry about the security. That's his job."
"OK, we'll go," Luke reluctantly agreed, "but the minute you start hurting, you let me know and we'll be out of there."
"Yes, Sire." Sophia kidded Luke and batted her long lashes at the young Count. Luke delicately pulled his ginger lover to him and kissed her tenderly as the stretch luxury car sped down the highway, ever nearing its destination.
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Gravel City sat 20 miles southwest of Lansing, Michigan's capital city. The city's big claim to fame was that the state's current Lieutenant Governor hailed from within her borders and most thought she was a shoo-in to win the top office in next year's election. Anderson and Sons office was on the fourth floor of the tallest building in town and Gunther met Luke and Sophia's police-escorted caravan at the revolving door entryway.
"All clear, Sire." Gunther exclaimed as he opened the car door for the noble couple.
"Thank you, Gunther," Luke replied, "although this is Gravel City, not New York City. I don't expect problems here, but I appreciate the effort. Your next stop is a bar called Remy's Pub. Please have the detail do a quick sweep then make themselves invisible by the time I get there." Luke ordered his security chief.
Gunther sighed as he obeyed the command, "As you wish, my Lord," he answered, "But I do wish you would allow me to close the establishment to the public while you're there."
"Remy's wouldn't close for the president and they sure as Hell won't close for me, Gunther." Luke exclaimed. "Besides, it's the Saturday after Christmas. It's Bowl season. Even I don't have enough money to shut Remy's down during Bowl season!" Luke laughed.
Gunther puzzled at the meaning of "Bowl Season," but said nothing. Luke and Sophia found the elevator and made their way to Mr. Anderson's office. Luke had asked that the meeting last no more than two hours so that he could get settled into his father's house then meet his friends at Remy's for the get-together. Anderson and the accountants promised to be as quick as possible, but Luke still felt bored throughout the ninety-five-minute meeting. The only part of the meeting that piqued Luke's interest was talk of the aerospace company of which Luke was now majority shareholder. Anderson told Luke that the company was planning a launch in Florida on January 2
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and, if all went well, then the government was ready to award three more contracts that would most definitely send the stock prices through the roof, potentially increasing Luke's worth tenfold. Luke asked Sophia if she wanted to extend their trip for another day or two and attend the launch, to which she readily agreed.
After the meeting, Luke and Sophia had the driver take them to Luke's father's house, now his house after the inheritance. Anna had gone with Gunther to Remy's to check out the setting, so Luke and Sophia were, except for two security guards posted at each entry door of the two-story home, alone. Through Mr. Anderson, Luke had petitioned the city to allow him to move his father's remains from the city cemetery to a plot in the backyard. Luke and Sophia walked through the inch of snow in the backyard to the immaculately groomed burial plot where Luke's father now laid. The couple stood in silence for a moment, then Luke patted the waist-high headstone and began to walk back to the house. He looked back to see Sophia kneeling by the marker and speaking softly. The red headed baronetess then repeated Luke's pat of the headstone then joined her lover on the back porch.
"What were you saying back there?" Luke asked as they went back in the warm house.
"Something between your father and I." Sophia replied as she removed her jacket. "I may tell you someday, but not right now. Right now, I want you to show me around your home."
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Showing Sophia his father's house took significantly less time than it took Luke to see all the castle. The whole of the modest three-bedroom home could have fit comfortably inside of the reception hall where Luke's executive chef, Tobias and his other maid, Marie, had their wedding reception just a few days before. Luke's room was just as he'd left it before he went to Austria. He could have used Anna and Marie's services to clean the room a bit as there was still some laundry on the floor and a couple beer cans on the nightstand. Sophia, however, loved the room just the way it was.
"Luke, I love it." Sophia told her boyfriend, eager to put his mind at ease. "This is where you came from and I want to know that part of you. Don't be ashamed of who you were. I love you because of where you started." The sexy red head let a sly grin creep across her face. "So, tell me... Ever sneak a girl up here?"
"Well," Luke replied as he took a step toward the crimson-haired vixen, "just once."
"And how did that work out for you?" Sophia asked, taking her arm out of the pink canvas sling and embracing the young nobleman.
"I'll let you know." Luke answered and locked lips with the ginger baronetess. He broke the kiss then sat Sophia on his humble double bed. Luke removed his jacket and shirt while Sophia worked first his belt then the button and zipper on his pants. She yanked his trousers to the floor then massaged Luke's rising bulge through the cotton of his boxer briefs. Luke's eyes involuntarily closed as the blood rushed to his groin and his growing cock peeked out from under the elastic waistband of his underwear. Because of the stitches in her left shoulder, Sophia pulled Luke's briefs down to the floor with her right hand then began to pump the base of his pointing shaft while her lips parted and took her lover's purple head into her warm mouth. Sophia teased Luke by tonguing his prick head but taking his dick in her mouth no further. Luke groaned and flinched as Sophia lightly sucked and nibbled on his most sensitive skin.
Luke wanted to grab the back of Sophia's red head and slide his engorged cock down her throat, but he didn't want to be too rough with his injured lover. She had saved his life in New York and, by his logic, Luke thought he should be the one using his mouth and tongue on her naughty parts right now, not the opposite. But he wasn't about to stop the sexiest red head he'd ever seen from sucking him off in his childhood room. From the age of twelve until he left for college, Luke had dreams and fantasies of having women perform various sex acts in his room, but he had never turned those thoughts into realities. He had many opportunities to fulfill those fantasies, but fear kept him from going through with that fulfillment. Fear not of his father's wrath, but of his father's disappointment in betraying his trust. But this was Luke's home now, and, if he wanted, Luke could have Sophia give him head on the kitchen table while he was carving the Easter ham. His room would do for now and he gently but impassionedly inched his concrete-hard aching cock further into Sophia's pretty mouth.
Sophia allowed Luke to creep his long rod slowly into her waiting mouth until she felt his wrinkly sack against her chin and his prick head brushing up to her tonsils. Sophia unbuttoned her shirt but had problems unclasping her bra one-handed. Luke slipped his pud out of Sophia's wet mouth and released the hooks on her undergarment, freeing her sweet breasts from their lacey imprisonment. Luke continued to disrobe Sophia until she was as naked as he was. Luke laid on the bed and pulled Sophia on top of him. He delicately slid up the bed until his back was propped on to the headboard and his cock was wedged between Sophia's sexy tits. Luke pushed her amazing globes together as Sophia moved herself up and down her man's prick, still slippery from her own saliva. Luke leaned his head back and closed his eyes as he tit-fucked Sophia's cleavage, his dribbling pre-cum aiding his progress between her big boobs. Sophia licked Luke's mushroom-like cock head every time his shaft thrust between her tits and Luke felt the buzzing in his sack begin. He gently pulled Sophia up to him until their faces lined up as well as their genitals. Luke reached his hand to his stiff organ and slid deliciously into Sophia's soaking gash. She sat her curvy ass down on to Luke's thighs and speared herself on the young Count's rod while her mouth met his. Luke grasped Sophia's hips and vigorously slammed her ass down while he thrust his prick upward, poking Sophia's cervix and eliciting moans from her as the lovers continued their liplock. Luke once more broke their kiss and replaced Sophia's tongue with her pink nipple. Luke sucked on Sophia's tit while she ground her hard clit on his pubic area as they continued to fuck hard.
Luke felt his orgasm start in his filling sack and radiate out until it felt like pleasure shot out of his fingers and toes. His cock spasmed inside Sophia's hot cunt and began to flood her with his seed. At the first blast of Luke's cum, Sophia slipped her fingers to her pink nub and rubbed herself furiously. Just as Luke finished coating Sophia's womb in his milky lava, Sophia clamped her pussy muscles on his spewing rod and let her own orgasm fire pleasure waves through her. The ginger beauty's contracting snatch drained Luke's cock and balls of every last drop of semen and when they had both finished, Luke and Sophia crumpled into each other on Luke's boyhood bed.
