Chapter 12 Ben
twelve
Ben
Lukas grips my hand as we leave the bar, leading me to his car, but I pull him up short.
“Hey, are you okay?”
Lukas turns to me with a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I’m just…you looked great earlier. Even in a beaver suit and I…”
Laughing softly, I step into Lukas’s space. “You what? Can’t stop thinking about what I said earlier? Slapping me on purpose, maybe?” Lukas swallows with a pained groan. “It’s okay to test it out. I’m game for a little spanking.”
His hand shoots forward and grabs the back of my head. He kisses me, and his desperation passes to me like an electric shock. It’s hot and wild, and he presses into me like he can’t bear a whisper of breath between us.
My fingers curl into the soft fabric of his shirt as I lift on my toes to close the minuscule gap. He’s not the only one who hates being apart. Lukas is my magnet, and I’m the very pliable metal that clings to him every chance I get.
“Why does everything out of your mouth make me lose my mind, Ben?” Lukas drops his forehead to mine, his heavy pants mixing with my own.
“My charming personality?”
He steps into me, pressing me against a vehicle as his hands grope and pull at my clothes.
We’re mauling each other like animals, and it’s not until the honk of a passing car that he steps away.
Both of us stare at each other with chests heaving, and at that moment, I know I made the right decision getting into this with Lukas.
We might have more sex than conversations right now, but this man is one I can never walk away from.
“My place?” He rasps, and I nod.
“Yeah. My roommate wouldn’t appreciate listening to me discovering if I like you leaving handprints on my ass or not.”
Lukas drops his head with a groan. “I can’t with you sometimes.”
Laughing, I slip away from him and trot backwards towards my car. “Oh yes, you can. Multiple times.”
Lukas smiles with a shake of his head, and the way his gaze follows me as I walk to my car draws a sharp exhale from my lungs. It’s still heated, but there’s another layer as his lips tilt and his scar smiles with him.
A fondness.
My feet stumble, but I recover as my heart takes off at a rate far too fast to be healthy. “Drive safe! I’ll see you soon!” I shout before turning and jogging back to my car.
Once inside, I release a shaky breath. Is that what it’s like to care? Or have I just found a man who loves sex as much as I do?
After putting the car in gear, I intentionally take the longer way to Lukas’s apartment and call James on speakerphone.
“Hey, Ben! How was the first beaver appearance?”
“It was great. Seems like I was a hit, and I met a few players. But I, uh…have to tell you something.”
“You know you can talk to me. Are you coming home? It feels like I haven’t seen you for a week.”
Probably closer to two weeks since James and I have spent any amount of time together, actually. My best friend is woefully out of the loop in my life. That’s all my fault, though.
“Uh, listen…the guy I did the handstands with and had the best sex ever? Remember him?”
“You saw angels. I remember.” James laughs.
“His name is Lukas, and he tracked me down. I’ve been with him a lot. I’m talking more than a first date and multiple mind-blowing orgasms a lot. I like him, James.” A small laugh bubbles out. “A lot.”
“I knew you had a crush! When do I get to meet him?”
“Um, this is the awkward part, James. He’s a hockey player on the Aspens.”
“Ohhhh…I bet he’s all…oh shit, does he know about the beaver gig?”
Leave it to James to put the pieces together immediately.
“I told him. I couldn’t not tell him, you know? We went on an actual date, and that’s when I found out after we’d already fucked several times and I just…holy shit, James, you have no idea how different he makes me feel.”
It’s not love or anything. I barely know the guy, but it’s a refreshing change from my usual pattern of one-night hook-ups and mostly satisfying sex. Lukas brings something more. There’s something under the surface that, for the first time in my life, I want to explore.
“So you really like the guy and it’s not just seeing angels when you orgasm?” James chuckles. “But seriously, is that why you’re calling from your car?”
“Yeah, I just need to hear that I’m not doing anything wrong. He was fine keeping the mascot thing secret, but I don’t think I want to screw this up.”
Pulling into the visitors’ parking lot at Lukas’s building, his bulky figure leans against the building, waiting for me. My skin heats watching him. That perfectly sexy giant of a man is waiting for me. It makes me want to strut like a damn rooster in the henhouse.
“I say, chase the hottie. Life is too short. But maybe come over soon so we can talk this out.”
“So this is okay? I’m not horrible for making him keep a secret?”
“He made the choice, Ben. You were honest about it, and he’s okay with it. If anything were to go south, it’s not on you.”
That’s what I needed to hear from him. Just one person to confirm I’m not an asshole for telling him the truth.
“Thanks, James. I needed some reassurance. I’ll see you soon.”
“Anytime, Ben.”
After locking my car, I almost sprint across the parking lot to Lukas. He grins as he holds out his hand for me, and I slide mine inside his. The hand that might spank me even. Good lord, maybe I am sex obsessed.
“You took the long way,” Lukas says as we wait for the elevator.
“I did. Just needed to think and talk to a friend.”
“James?”
We step into the elevator, and I look up at him. “You remember?”
“I remember you were at the bar with your friend James, who was meeting a new guy with blond hair. You took my picture and sent it to him for security.”
“Uh…yeah, and yes, I needed to check in with him, but I’m yours for the spanking now.”
The elevator pings at his floor, and when the doors open, Lukas remains still.
“Lukas? This is your floor, right?” The doors start to close, but I shoot my arm out to stop them. He shakes his head with an exhale as we exit the elevator.
“Yeah. You just threw me there with the spanking bit, and I…I guess I was…” We stop in front of his door, and he pulls his keys from his pocket.
His keychain is an adorable pink rabbit’s foot with a smooth section of missing fur.
He shoves the key in the door and then turns and pulls me inside, smashing me up against him.
“I was thinking of you naked with my handprint on your ass.” He kicks the door closed and backs me up against it. “Since you said it, I can’t stop thinking about it. My brain froze.”
God, he sounds as breathless as I feel. His hands move under my shirt, and his lips kiss my neck. Lukas boxes me in with his arms, and I fucking melt into him like butter in a frying pan.
Every. Damn. Time.
“Do you have a thing for sex against doors?” I mumble against his lips. He pauses and looks down at me.
“I never used to. But you get me doing all kinds of things I wouldn’t normally do.”
His hands reach around to grip my ass, and he hauls me away from the door with so much ease I feel like a piece of fluff in the wind.
“I’ve never been so into a lover before that I can’t wait to get them out of their clothes and onto my dick like you, Ben.” He kisses a trail along my collarbone. “Right now, I want you face down with that fine ass in the air so we can test your spanking theory before you ride my face.”
“Jesus Christ, Lukas. I thought I was the filthy one here. That’s hot.”
Like, so incredibly hot that I’m pushing him away to shimmy out of my pants and get to his room. When my pants hit the floor, Lukas sucks in an audible breath.
“Ben…”
Looking down, I see what has him laser-focused and bite my lip.
Running my fingers across the edge of the waistband of the teeny-weeny thong, I know this is a favourite of his, even if he won’t say it.
Since he didn’t want me to cover up but wanted me to cover my ass, I have to tease him some because he can’t have it both ways.
“Are you teasing me with these?”
“Me? I’d never.” I smirk.
His fingers curl around the small band keeping them on. “Are these special?”
“Nope.” I pop the p and hope Lukas does what I want.
“Good.” He tugs with one pull, snapping the flimsy material and holding it in his fist.
“Lukas…that should not turn me on so much.”
He surprises me by dipping low and tossing me onto his shoulder in one move. My moan turns to a shriek when his palm connects with my ass. It’s sharp and burning, and he rushes to place me gently on the bed.
“Oh my god. I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you? I got carried away.”
“That might have been a bit too much,” I say as I gingerly lift an ass cheek off the bed. “Did you leave a mark?” Twisting around, I angle my ass to the mirror on his dresser. My left cheek is beet red, and it definitely stings.
“I suppose I deserved it for teasing, but maybe we shouldn’t do the spanking thing. It might not be my game.”
Lukas cups my cheek, and there’s genuine remorse in his gaze. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. This is so new to me, and I think I just got swept into it. I—”
“It’s okay. I’m fine. There’s probably shit we should learn about it before we dive right in anyway. You had my green light for it, so please don’t feel bad.”
“And you didn’t deserve anything, for the record. Your teasing is refreshing, and I like it…immensely.” He leans closer and kisses me. A slow kiss that I feel to the soles of my feet. “I’d never hurt you on purpose. I’m sorry.”
The sexual tension still vibrates between us, even with my throbbing ass, and I roll on top of him. His hands skim up my back as I straddle his body.
“You still have your clothes on. That’s a travesty.”
His smile returns, and I don’t miss how his hands drift back and smooth my burning ass with the gentlest of touches. “It is. Wanna fix that for me?”