Say You'll Stay

Chapter 4

Allie

We’re kissing in the back of his car and he’s really, really, kissing me. They’re hungry kisses that normally make me blush and look away from the television. My mind is going crazy right now with all the possibilities. I was a little hesitant for him to feel up my leg, but the minute he whispers into my ear, I know this might turn into something. I’ve always thought I liked Ted, but he never pays attention to me.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers into my ear before kissing softly down my neck. A shiver runs down my spine as his words trickle down my body. “How are you here with me right now?”

Holy wow! I have never felt this before. The butterfly riot in my tummy and my racing heart could fly me into space right now. Lucas kisses my shoulder and reaches for my hands, pulling them to wrap around his neck. I always hoped my first time would be with Ted. But this… this isn’t bad. Lucas is gentle, and he really knows how to make a girl feel good. My boundaries fly out the window the second he pulls me into his lap, and I’m looking directly into those mesmerizing eyes of his.

He sucks on my neck softly and his hands make their way to my breasts. I can’t help but throw my head back, and I know I should stop. I know. But I’m not ready to give this up.

Lucas inches my dress up, and his hand roams my legs and hips. He tucks my hair behind my ear, looks into my eyes and holds my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “You really are one of those good girls, aren’t you?”

My brain shuts off when he comes in to nibble on my neck and hook his fingers in my panties, moving them to the side. “Damn, you’re soaking wet.”

“Is that okay?”

With one hand steadying me on his lap, he angles his head down and my spine stiffens while he looks. Lucas licks and bites down on his lip. A low rumble in his chest follows. “Oh yeah. It’s perfect.”

He devours my lips again, working them open with his tongue until he finds mine. I don’t know how long we kiss for, but I don’t care. The windows fog up and we fill the car with our scattered, hard breaths. I nearly jump off his lap when Lucas makes his move and his fingers move my panties to the side to find my clit, rubbing and tweaking it. “Shhh, baby, it’s okay. I’ve got you,” he whispers into my mouth.

“Umm, okay.”

I don’t know who I am anymore, but my thighs clench around him and all I want is more. Lucas lifts his hips, pressing something hard against me.

My god, I know what that is.

“You want to do the honors?” he asks.

“Umm…” my swollen lips and the ache between my legs scream yes.

“Hang on a second,” he says. Lucas reaches into his back pocket, producing a wallet, and pulls a wrapper out. Unzipping his pants and moving his boxers just past his hips, he springs free.

Tearing the wrapper with his teeth, his eyes roam my body as he makes his way back up to my eyes. He guides me up while he slips it on and watches my lips. How he does that without looking at what he is doing is beyond me, but I don’t even give it another thought.

He lifts my hips once more and drags me down onto him. Lucas holds my head firm in one hand and is guiding my hips with the other. The euphoria is gone, and is replaced with a stinging burn, like he’s ripping me apart. I bite down on my lip and closely hold on to him, riding out the waves of pain until they settle into something less agonizing. His fingers dig into my hip and my neck burns from his heated breaths.

Lucas doesn’t let go of me for a second, holding me like he knows what I need. He picks up his pace, sliding up into me, and out, pushing harder with each thrust.

Everything happens so fast. In these few moments, he takes everything until he’s finished.

Lucas holds me against his chest while he catches his breath and removes the condom before rearranging himself back into his pants. Meanwhile, I’m sore and not sure where to go from here. He pulls out his phone and doesn’t even look at me. Instead, he curses under his breath and something changes, like a switch flipping.

“I’ve gotta go. Thanks.”

In the blink of an eye, I’m standing outside of his car, trying to fix my dress on shaky legs. It’s not until his taillights disappear I realize that he never even asked for my name.