Allie

I can't decide if I should turn the light off or leave it on.

Lopsided breasts, stretch marks, and a touch of cellulite...

Definitely off.

Lucas is in the bathroom and he's brushing his teeth. Thank goodness he's clean. I mean, of course, he is. Duh. He has to be if he wants to stay stupid pretty.

And I'm in leggings and one of my dad's old shirts.

This is a terrible idea. I should stop now. Maybe build that pillow wall again. I'd probably wake up with his—ahem— poking me again.

God, that was a dream I never wanted to wake up from last night. He had his hands all over me and said sweet things to me. A few things that would make my cheeks burn with embarrassment. He used words I would never say out loud, but they sound so poetic coming from him in my dreams.

Yeah, this is a bad idea.

It's the middle of the week. People do this on Friday and Saturday nights. Not when there's work in the morning. I could fake a headache.

"Allie?"

I could physically feel the way my bones just left my body momentarily. He's standing in the doorway and I was pacing the floor like some kind of crazy person.

But I get a good look at him and I want to hear him say those things to me for real.

No shirt.

No pants.

Good god, he's in black men's tight boxers and I can see it. Dream Lucas called it a cock, but I wouldn't be caught dead using that word.

"Are you okay?"

No, I am not okay. I'm about to have a stroke because a nearly-naked Lucas-freaking-Kennedy is one article of clothing away from pure nakedness and I have yet to turn off the light so he won't see me and run for the hills.

And he thinks he's going to ask me to marry him? He will take one look and change his mind.

"You're scared."

I simply nod because if I speak I'm not sure what idiot thing I'll say.

"You want me to turn the light off?" He leans against the door frame and what is it about muscular men with their muscly arms over their heads that just...

Fine. I'll say it.

I have it. A lady boner. I'm hot for this annoying and funny and gorgeous man that's standing in my room and he thinks he wants me too.

His entire frame from his abs to whatever muscles are on the sides of those to his tattooed chest and then his shoulders. All of it. All of it looks perfect and sends my heart racing.

"I, um, I'll do it." If he does it he will have to walk by me and I don't know what I would do seeing all of that up close.

Probably faint.

I can feel his dumb gaze burning through me while I walk to my door and turn off the light. I see he made sure to lock it after bringing me up here. He had his bag in one hand and held my hand in the other, and just know he had a plan for us.

He made promises to not take this more than where I was comfortable. That's the problem, though. I want all of him but I don't want to end up alone if he changes his mind.

Lucas Kennedy has always been that mystery. He's gorgeous and was somehow gifted with personality, too. Lucas is supposed to be a handsome jerk that uses women for one thing and then moves on. He's not that at all, though.

Flipping off the light feels like more than it should. Like I just pressed the button on that nuclear football thing if that's even real.

Lucas' warm hand covers the one I haven't taken off the light switch. He wraps my fingers in his, pressing them against the wall while his other hand comes to my hip. But it's his entire front covering my backside that makes me want to melt into him.

"It's new for us, Allie. Would you believe me if I said I'm scared, too?"

Oh yeah right. Mister wet t-shirt contests and full college experience? I almost want to laugh at that.

"I'm scared you'll figure out I'm not really worth your time," he says. He kisses my shoulder and I'm ready to fall apart.

Scratch that. I already did fall, just not apart.

"You juggle all this shit like it's nothing and have it all under control. I don't want to throw a wrench into your perfect life."

Okay, I laugh at that. "Perfect?" I'm about to lose some sort of normal brain function and he's barely touched me. Yeah, I'm perfect.

"Shhh. Don't wake up Jadon." He nudges my head to the side and kisses my neck. "Tell me you want this."

How would I not?

He's still holding my hand against the wall, only he's molded my palm and fingers flat against it while the other sneaks under my shirt and rests on my ribs. His thumb just barely tickles under my breast.

"Do you want to try something?"

"Hmm?" I cannot even fathom speaking or using actual words right now. Especially not when he grabs my full breast and squeezes.

Then he breaks away from me. Gone. No chest against my back or hands on me.

He walks over to my bed and sits on the edge. He's watching me, even in the dark. My feet move on their own while the rest of me is barely just keeping up. Standing in front of him, I can see he really does look nervous.

This is it. Now or never.

I lift my shirt over my head and let it fall to the floor. My leggings are next as I kick them over to the side.

He hooks a finger into the side of my underwear. "Keep these on for now."

He pulls me closer to him and lifts me up one leg at a time, into his lap. Lucas reaches around behind me and I hear the drawer to my nightstand open and something shuffle around.

Oh god, he's looking for it.

"Relax, Allie, I want to watch your face when you come from this." He leans forward and kisses the center of my chest.

Lucas holds it up between us and I see the stupid grin on his face while I'm completely mortified.

Or, I thought I was. He makes things worse with every passing second.

"You said my name with this. You begged me to fuck you when you thought I couldn't hear it."

"Lucas, I—"

He pulls me in for a kiss. Oh, I like this. This is a good pace. Why is he so good at this?

This is close. We are close.

It's probably bad that I have only ever been this close to him, but he has this way of luring me into his spiderweb. As scared as I am, he's doing something different from the last time. It's not rushed. This is slow and meaningful right here.

The way his fingers tangle in my hair and hold my head in place is like a soft command. His kiss is sweet and slow, not painful or biting. It's my hips, though, that do everything in their power to make this more than a sweet encounter.

I can't help it, though. He feels too good against me.

When he breaks the kiss, we're both breathing in one another "Last chance, Allie. I'm not letting you go."

Oh like I'm going to leave this? He has me wrapped around him and with his hard chest against mine, I could just about die happy right now even if I don't make it to the end.

He clicks on the vibrator and his eyes travel down my body. I follow his gaze as best I can.

He presses a single finger to the exact place I want and I can already tell he's going to say something crude about my arousal.

"Dripping already."

I knew it.

"You want to know something about my other, uh, experiences?"

I blink. "Never."

He chuckles and I'm about to slide off and end this. He stops me. "I've never wanted something so bad," he presses further against me. "I can't stop thinking about you. About wanting more for you than myself."

He hooks a finger inside of my panties and rubs his knuckle against me. "What about you? Have you never thought about wanting someone else as bad as this? I'd settle for calling this an obsession."

"Maybe I have been yours since we met. I just wasn't aware."

He brings his other hand around with that vibrator. "You saying you fell for me that first night?"

"Definitely not." Probably not.

He presses it against me and catches me before I fall backward off his lap. "Oh god, Lucas."

"Shhh..." Lucas holds me from the middle of my back while pushing that vibrator inside and I'm already done. I won't last. My legs feel like jelly around him and I'm barely even holding onto his shoulders now.

"That's a goddamn view," he says. "I could feed you my dick straight from between your tits." He guides me back up while electric shocks burst through me.

"Lucas–oh god," I can't. I just can't even right now.

I have no idea what I'm doing but his lips part watching me move against the vibrator. "Fuck, you're so hot." Lucas watches me before his eyes focus on my chest. He takes my nipple between his lips and sucks on it.

Every touch feels hot against my skin. His teeth graze my sensitive skin between soft kisses and slow flicks of his tongue. I can hardly breathe and each time I catch air, I want to scream his name.

My thighs tighten around his waist and everything shatters within me. Lucas pulls me in for a kiss and swallows every sound. I feel him fall backward onto the bed without breaking the kiss. His hand comes to my ass and he squeezes while pushing me closer to him.

I can feel him pull the vibrator out of me and my body is still trembling. The buzzing stops and he continues to grind against me.

Lucas breaks the kiss. "God, you're soaked, Allie." I can't focus on anything other than Lucas between my legs and the way his lips are wet and swollen.

He moves us both backward on the bed and flips me over onto my back. Lucas is on his knees over me pulling my soaked panties down my legs.

He watches me sit up and pull his boxers down to his knees. Good god. I swallow hard and try not to freak out seeing it up close. Lucas holds it in my direction. He chuckles and it's deep while he kicks his boxers off. "Allie lay on your back."

I never realized I was cold until his warm body is entirely against mine. His hard chest against mine, those abs brushing against my soft belly. Everything feels like a perfect fit.

This right here feels so right.

Lucas cups my cheek to hold my attention, though I'm more drawn to him lining himself against me. He inches his way in while I stretch around him. It burns a little but in a good way.

"Does it hurt?" I shake my head and he grins. "Good." He leans in and kisses me, licking the seam of my lips while he slowly moves in and out of me.

Lucas breaks the kiss and sits up on his knees while still inside me. He stares down at me and watches the way my body takes him in with each thrust.

"I've thought about fucking you everywhere," he says. His thrusts get harder and faster. My god-awful moans get louder. Lucas ends up shoving my panties in my mouth.

"I'm gonna fuck you in your office. Whether it's my tongue, my hands inside of you, or with you bent over your desk while I take you."

All I can do is taste myself on my panties. He is in complete control over my body.

"I'm gonna take you out and have you inside of whatever restaurant. You'll learn where you have to be quiet and when you can make those beautiful fucking moans so long as it's always for me."

He pounds into me harder while the headboard hits the wall.

"When we are in our home, you'll have my name on that tongue, as loud as you fucking want."

It's coming again, I can feel that crescendo starting all over when my stomach tightens and thighs clench around him.

"Fuck," he grunts. "Fuck, you feel so good, Allie. Take it, baby. I'm all yours."

Lucas holds up my knees to his sides. I can't take my eyes off of him. He looks like the Greek god I always think he resembles.

My back arches off the bed, and when I reach for him, Lucas grabs my hands in his. Everything in me tightens—my legs, everything. I feel myself clenching around him while my insides completely shudder and fall apart.

He slams into my body once more and makes a deep sound. "Fuck yes, take it all. God, yes, take everything, Allie."

My muffled cries are loud enough that he covers my mouth with his hand.

"Damn, you're a screamer." He smiles at me and I probably look like an idiot until he pulls the random gag out of my mouth.

I can't help it. That was one of the most intense feelings I've ever experienced.

He pulls out of me and grins at, well, something. I don't know.

"Here." He slides a finger through me, rubbing along the edges and I almost want him to start all over. "You keep all of me in there. I want this inside of you. When you're at work, I want part of me in you. When you're in our bed, we are one. As for the bits of us that leak out..."

Lucas crouches forward with his tongue running up the sides of my legs and up to my slit. "Whatever comes out of this beautiful fucking pussy..." he licks from the other side.

Lucas runs his tongue up my slit and around the clit. He hums and his fingers dig into my thighs. He repeats the move with his tongue running from the bottom up and spends extra time on that nerve.

I come again with one hand holding him by the hair and the other bunching the sheet underneath me.

"We'll share it," he says out of breath. He crawls back up to me and kisses me with that tongue. I taste both of us together on him while he hums against me.

Lucas doesn't break the kiss but pulls the covers over us before hooking my leg over his hip.

He bites on my lip and chuckles when I flinch. "Get some sleep, Allie, and I'm telling you now to wear a dress tomorrow."

Okay, that's random. "Why?"

"Because I'm going to find you when you least expect it, and we're doing that all over again. You're gonna be sitting at your desk with my cum leaking out of you while I have to sit in a meeting in John's office. It'll be easier if you're in something with easy access."

I snort. "If you think so."

"Oh, I know so. I'm seeing it now. We have years to make up for you not giving me a chance and I'm getting a piece of you every spare minute we have. You've always been mine, Allie, even if I didn't know it. Now, let me be yours, too."

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Note: Hi! Just wanted to add here that I do have an ongoing paranormal series. A little, um, dark but super fun reads. I think a couple of you are reading them along with this. It's two complete books (out of six) and the third is nearly finished. Books 1 and 2 are coming down in June as I have been working on their edits. The guys are a little psychotic and twisted but are always sweet to their girls. Finding Aurelia is the first one. Have a great Monday!