Chapter 4 Lucas
Lucas
Holy fuck! She blindsided me, and for a moment, I didn’t know what to do. I had no intention of touching her tonight, even though since we’d fallen into the pool, I’d been jonesing to sweep her into my arms and carry her into the pool house. I was afraid that she would’ve kicked me in the balls.
Ryker and the guys had been ribbing me to make the first move, but Mazzie hadn’t given me any signs. She’d stuck close to Bailey most of the night as though she was afraid of me or afraid of herself.
Tugging on my bottom lip, she wiggled her sexy ass on my lap, knocking me clear into the stratosphere.
Man, she tasted as sweet as apple pie and felt like heaven. I held her face in my hands, afraid to touch her anywhere else. Afraid if I did, I wouldn’t stop, and right now, I was following her lead.
She stirred emotions in me that were foreign, frightening, yet downright freeing. Mazzie was awakening a part of me that had been dormant since Natalia. Hell, I slept with blondes so they didn’t remind me of what I’d lost. Sure, I’d only been a teenager, but that first love stuck like superglue.
Our tongues tangoed, moans peppered the air, and if I didn’t shut this down, I would be parachuting into an abyss.
I broke away then rested my forehead on hers. “God, Mazzie, I told myself I wouldn’t do this.”
“Why not?” She pouted. “We’re both adults. We both want this.” Her nose wrinkled. “Though I know I’m not blonde.”
The pain in her voice and that sulky expression almost broke me. My admission about only dating blondes wasn’t true. I’d lied to push her away because Ryker might have been right when he’d said that I would fall so hard that I wouldn’t know what hit me.
Yet at the moment, I didn’t care that I’d worked hard not to tie myself down in a relationship. Those soft breathy sounds coming out of her every time she wiggled on my lap, trying to get friction against my hard-as-stone cock, were killing me.
She nibbled on my ear. “One night, Lucas. No strings attached.”
I was trying to stay rational, but my body wasn’t listening.
Her hand dove between us until she was squeezing my dick. “Mm. See, you want me.” Her hot breath on my ear only made me harder.
I gently yanked on her hair. “Look at me.”
She sat up. Her cheeks were rosy, her eyes dilated, and her lips were swollen.
I ran my thumb along her jaw, watching it fall open under my touch. “There’s no going back after tonight.”
“You sound like everything changes once I walk out the door. Do you tell all your hookups that?”
The only thing I made clear with any woman entering my bed was exactly what Mazzie had said.
No strings. But I couldn’t shake Ryker’s statement.
You’re about to fall hard and fast, and I’m here for it.
Because the more I felt her in my arms, the more I knew he was right.
And for fuck’s sake, I didn’t even know Mazzie.
But for some odd reason, it felt as though my heart had known hers forever.
“I’m only making sure that you want to take this step.”
She ran her fingernail under the sleeve of my T-shirt along my tattoo. “I like this trinity knot, by the way,” she said, deflecting. “Any special meaning?”
I wasn’t in the mood to talk about my tattoo.
But if it slowed things down, giving her time to really think about the next move, then I would oblige.
“I got the tattoo as a symbol of love, loyalty, and friendship. The three areas of my life that are important to me. My friends become my family. Loyalty is key to relationships. It means that you have someone’s back no matter what and love is never-ending. ”
“You keep surprising me, Lucas Allen.”
“Is that a good thing?” I asked.
“Take me to your room.”
I held her chin. “Mazzie, are you sure?”
I wanted her more than air. But I was afraid she was about to ruin me for any other girl, and I wasn’t ready for that.
I had drama going on—a convicted father who was about to converge on my life, a scholarship to maintain, and my determination to attract the attention of NFL scouts. My senior year was pivotal, and I couldn’t crash and burn. Mazzie had the unassuming potential to disrupt all that.
As if to coax a response out of me, she brushed her lips over mine as she pushed into my cock.
I saw stars. Screw it. This might be my only chance to experience everything she had to offer, and I couldn’t pass that up, even if it were only for one night.
In a flat second, I was guiding her up to my room, my dick hard, my pulse beating like the little drummer boy.
After I locked the door, we both tore off our clothes like two desperate humans hungry for each other. I was dying to taste her and bury my cock inside so deep that I would get lost forever.
“Bed,” I ordered as I went over to the nightstand and flicked on the light.
The soft glow from the lamp had me sucking in air as I watched her lie bare, long hair spilling around her like a dark halo, knees up and spread wide, ready to take all of me. But the way her eyes seemed to glow with lust as she bit on her lip drove me insane.
I blinked hard, knowing I’d never seen anyone as pretty as her. Maybe I’d been blind my whole life.
She began to play with herself.
I yanked her to the edge of the bed. Then I dropped to my knees and regarded her one more time to be sure she wanted this.
Her legs opened wider in answer. “I’m dying here.”
I grinned as I circled my tongue around her clit, gentle at first. But when she sat forward, grabbed my hair, and whimpered, I became a madman.
I licked and sucked, relishing her sweetness. As she pulled on my hair, I stuck one finger then two into her wet and slick channel. I couldn’t wait to feel her walls wrapped around my dick.
“That feels so good. Faster,” she ordered.
I wasn’t one to keep a girl waiting. So I sped up as she bucked and moaned.
“Look at me,” she commanded.
Her boldness was downright sexy as hell.
I met her lustful gaze as I pushed my fingers in and out, my tongue working her higher and higher. Our connection was filled with an intimate lust that both thrilled me and terrified me at once.
Letting go of my hair, she threw her head back and let out a moan that I wanted to hear over and over again.
As I removed my fingers, she said, “I want to suck on your dick.”
What the hell?
She scrambled off the bed. “Do you mind?”
“Hell no. Who are you?”
She dragged her nails down my chest, dropping to her knees. “I like oral sex more than anything.”
Her honesty was refreshing.
“But I also want you inside me,” she followed as she licked the tip of my cock.
When she did, my legs almost buckled.
“Your cock is beautiful,” she whispered.
No woman had told me that, and I think I just fell in love.
“How do you like it?” she asked. “Deep or not?”
My eyebrows shot to my hairline. Again, no touchdown bunny had asked me that. “Surprise me.”
She smiled seductively, and before I could take breath, she took me deep then pulled out, raking her teeth over my erection.
“Holy hell,” I groaned out. Screw one night. She was mine, and she wasn’t walking away.
Her gaze crawled up to mine as she took me deep again, giving me the best blowjob south of the Mississippi.
If I was going to ride the wave of ecstasy, I wanted to be inside her. Although there wasn’t anything I’d seen sexier than this gorgeous woman sucking me off.
“On the bed, Midnight.” It was my turn to call the shots.
She giggled and obeyed.
I pulled the condom out of the nightstand drawer, rolled it on before I crawled up her body, and placed my hands on either side of her head.
She rose up and kissed me like a woman possessed. She tasted of wanting and of danger and of everything I shouldn’t—couldn’t—need. But hell, right now, I needed her more than anything.
“What are you waiting for, Hellion?” She giggled. “Fuck me like you mean it.”
I chuckled as I guided my cock inside her.
Her smile was blinding as she wrapped her legs around me. “That’s it. More. I’m not fragile.”
Another laugh spilled out of me. She was tight, wet, and I was so here for the ride.
“Jesus Christ, Midnight. You sure are a storm that blew in like a damn hurricane.” I shoved in harder and groaned before slowly thrusting in and out of her wet pussy.
I wanted to savor every moment, but I knew it wouldn’t be long. Not after her sucking me. But for fuck’s sake, I was going to try to make this last as long as I could.
Her moans matched my groans. Our bodies were slick with sweat. I was sure her heart was beating as fast as mine.
I pulled out. “Roll over, hips in the air.”
The little minx obeyed with a giggle.
I clutched her hips, and once again, sank into her as she stuck her ass up higher.
Skin slapped on skin as we got lost in each other.
“On top of me,” I ordered in a hoarse voice.
“You’re killing me. I want to come.”
“Midnight, if I only have one night with you, I’m going to make the best of it.”
“I’m down for that.”
The moment she was seated on top of me, she let out a contented sigh, squeezing around my cock.
Grunting, I sat up and bit one nipple then the other.
“I love the pain sensation,” she admitted on a soft breathy sound. “Do it again.”
I laughed. “You sure are bossy.”
“I don’t hear you complaining.”
“Never. You’re more than I imagined.” And I’m not letting you go.
She guided my chin upward and stuck her tongue in my mouth and began sliding up and down my cock.
The kiss was wet, sloppy, and full of urgency.
I eased back and brushed the hair from her face. “You are so beautiful.”
She pushed me back onto the bed. “Shut up and fuck me.”
A gravelly laugh tore from my throat. I’d never been this hard with any woman. But Mazzie was nothing like the other girls, for sure. She was raw and real and made me feel alive for the first time in like forever. Any problems I had vanished into the night.
She moved against me, crazy and wild, lost in space, in us, and the lust consuming us both.
I flipped us over, not breaking us apart, and suddenly, tingles gripped my lower back, and I knew I was a second or two away from exploding into oblivion. The best feeling in the world.
“That’s it, Hellion, let it go. Because I’m about to join you.” Her voice was velvety dark, needy, and confident in a way that made me lose the last of my restraint.
I groaned out my release as her name dropped from my lips.
Clutching the sheets, she tensed as her eyes rolled back in her head.
There was nothing more seductive than seeing her come undone before me. We didn’t move for a long minute, both of us trying to regulate our breathing. I wasn’t sure I would be able to walk. More than that, I wasn’t sure I could let her go.
And the scariest part? I didn’t want to.