Chapter 12
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"I'm glad you called," Lucas says with his whiter than white smile.
"I'm glad you came." I mean it too. With everything that's happened in the course of a single
week, I could use some time to relax with someone who doesn't have any expectations on me.
"So," he says dropping next to me on my couch. "I brought The fifty shades series and the Little
mermaid series."
I smile at the contradiction.
"Could you have picked two more different series?"
Lucas shakes his head and smirks.
"Nope. This is gonna give me a feel of how well we'll get along. Pick one."
I roll my eyes. It's not that I don't like the little mermaid, but... Fifty shades is just better.
"Fifty shades of grey."
Lucas smiles and puts a hand on his heart.
"You've surprised me Belle."
I blink blankly a few times as he puts the movie in. Belle. That's what Trent called me
sometimes. It sounds different coming from Lucas. Less...scruffy and more teasing. It's not bad,
just a little strange.
"I like a girl who's not afraid to be a little freaky."
And vise versa, but I'd never admit it aloud.
The movie marathon ended up being six hours long and I didn't get tired of hanging out with
Lucas like I thought I might. In fact, I had a great time. He made funny comments on the more
sensual scenes and leaned in to kiss me a few times only for me to quote rejection lines from the
movie.
"You have to stay away from me."
"I'm not good for you."
Etc.
When the final movie comes to a close, I wipe away the tears in my eyes knowing it's the last
movie of this series to ever be made.
"It's hard for a man not get a boner after watching that next to a pretty lady," Lucas says shifting
on the couch.
"Well you did a good job keeping your hands to yourself," a blatant lie. His arm was around me
the whole time.
"I do believe so, but now that the movie is over, I see no reason to oblige by such archaic
mannerisms."
I smile softly and don't bother to push Lucas away when he scoots right up next to me.
"I do consider this a date, so will you push me away if I try to kiss you again?"
Technically our date has come to a close, and there really isn't any reason for me to deny him.
What would I be avoiding exactly? Trent's wrath? Skeptical at best. He won't care. He's made his
feelings clear and it's time for me to move on.
"I won't stop you."
And I don't. Lucas leans down and captures me in an expert tongue battle. An unexpected one at
that, though it shouldn't surprise me after our choice of film for the night.
It's been a while since since I kissed anyone. Two months at least and to say I'm enjoying it is an
understatement. I didn't realize how much I've been craving the touch of a man.
It's comforting to know someone reciprocates your need for affection and Lucas certainly isn't a
bad person to feel a connection with.
I didn't think our kiss could get any deeper, but I'm proved wrong as Lucas lowers my back onto
the couch and hovers, roaming his hands along my body sensually.
"Do you wanna-"
"Yes," I answer quickly. "Please."
It's all the permission Lucas seeks before devouring my mouth once more and creeping his hand
under my top. We break apart to pull each other shirts off quickly before Lucas begins working
quickly with his belt buckle. Before long, we have our bare skin pressed against each other with
only small bits of fabric preventing our lower halves from entering each other.
Lucas keeps his eyes on me intimidatingly as he slowly pulls my embarrassingly girly Lacy baby
pink panties with a small bow on the back down my legs. He doesn't say anything about them,
but a small smile graces his lips as he takes in my whole barred body.
He moves slowly down to my lips where he dominates them in an excrusciatingly slow kiss.
I can feel his hard skin pressing against my opening for just half a second before he pushes
himself inside of me with a deep groan.
I gasp in relief at the contact, hugging myself around him as he begins to thrust at a generous
pace.
Our slapping skins echo in the small room and our pants join in a chorus of pleasured sounds.
As I come close to finishing, my body tightens around Lucas's in desperate need of something to
hold onto.
"c*m," he husks when I begin to shake.
"c*m!"
A small gasp leaves my mouth followed by a low moan, which has Lucas freezing above me not
a moment later.
I can feel his warmth pouring into me, soothing my tense muscles and making me sigh in
content.
Lucas thrusts a few more times before pulling his length out and letting his long shaft rest on my
lower stomach while he buries himself in my neck.
"f**k," he grunts.
"f**k," I agree.
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