Chapter 4
Chapter Four
Lucas
She lay on the bed like pure perfection.
I took my time and explored her entire body.
I could feel her skin trembling as my tongue stroked her flesh.
The subtle moans that escaped her when she orgasmed heightened my arousal.
Her body shook with pleasure as I held her against me.
Reaching into my nightstand, I pulled out a condom and slipped it on.
She was more than ready, as was I. The anticipation of being buried inside her was killing me.
I started at a slow pace, for I didn’t want to hurt her.
She gasped as she took me in, inch by inch, until I was fully inside.
I grabbed her wrists and held them over her head as I slowly moved in and out of her.
The moans that escaped her lips were music to my ears.
She orgasmed again, and I asked her if she wanted more.
She breathlessly told me yes as I pulled her up, and she wrapped her long, lean legs around me while I thrust in and out of her.
My tongue slid across her neck as her hands slid through my hair, and the warmth of her breath intoxicated me.
She had me so worked up that I started to get rough, and she welcomed it.
She enticed it, and I lost all control. I thrust in and out of her from behind like an animal.
She screamed and begged me to go harder.
The more she begged, the faster I moved until I couldn’t hold back anymore, and I exploded inside her.
She dropped down on the bed, and my body collapsed with her.
I struggled to catch my breath, as did she, and we lay there for a few moments until our racing hearts returned to their normal rate.
I pulled out of her, and something didn’t feel right, so I reached over and turned on the light.
“What’s wrong?” she asked as she rolled over.
“Oh shit. There’s a large tear in the condom!”
“No worries. I’m on the pill.”
“You are?” I asked with a sigh of relief.
“Yeah. I have been for years. We’re fine.” She smiled.
I got up, went to the bathroom, removed the condom, and threw it in the trash.
“I’ve never had a condom break on me before,” I said as I walked back into the bedroom and pulled the box from my nightstand. “What the hell?”
“What?” She sat up.
“According to this box, these condoms expired over a year ago, and I just bought them yesterday.”
“Don’t you usually check the date before you buy them?” she asked.
“No. I guess I never really thought about it. I’m taking these back to the store.”
“I hope you have the receipt.”
I got up from the bed and pulled my wallet from my pants pocket. Looking inside, the receipt was folded and sitting amongst my cash.
“It’s right here.” I held it up.
“I know this is kind of awkward now, so do you want me to go?” she asked me.
“It’s late. You might as well stay until the morning.”
“Thank God. I was hoping you’d say that. I’m exhausted.” She laid back down, yawned, pulled the sheet over her, and closed her eyes.
Climbing in next to her, I reached over and turned off the light. The moonlight that filtered through the windows illuminated her as she lay in my bed.
Jenna
I awoke the next morning as the sun shined through the windows.
Grabbing my phone from the nightstand, I saw it was seven a.m. That had to be one of the best night’s sleep I’d had in a long time.
As I started to climb out of bed, Lucas stirred, and when I glanced over at him, his eyes were open and staring at me.
“Are you leaving already? You’re welcome to stay for a cup of coffee.”
“Coffee sounds good. Do you have any aspirin? My head is punishing me for how much scotch I drank last night.”
He let out a chuckle.
“There’s a bottle in the bathroom cabinet off the foyer. I’m going to take a quick shower, and then I’ll meet you in the kitchen for some coffee,” he said as he climbed out of bed.
I watched as he walked his fine naked ass to the bathroom.
Damn. He was amazing last night, and my body felt as if it was still trembling.
When I heard the shower turn on, I grabbed a t-shirt he had lying on the bench in his bedroom and slipped it over my head.
As I walked to the kitchen, I took note of his entire penthouse.
It was decorated in hues of beige with cream-colored furniture that matched the light oak flooring throughout the place.
The kitchen was simple but elegantly done with white oak cabinets and white marble countertops, including a marbled island in the center with white oak matching bar stools.
Over to the side was a white oak round marble table that sat four with matching chairs.
The top-of-the-line stainless steel appliances and the Miele built-in coffee maker topped off the kitchen.
Thank God I knew how to use it because I desperately needed some coffee.
Once the coffee brewed in my cup, I grabbed it and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows where the sun filtered through and stared out at the city.
Opening the door to the oversized terrace, I stepped out and looked around.
It was decorated with outdoor furniture, an oversized barbeque, and a table that sat six.
Over in the corner, my eye caught the attention of the bubbling hot tub.
I set my coffee cup down on the edge of the hot tub, pulled the shirt I was wearing over my head, and slowly stepped in.
Oh my God. This was exactly what I needed for my hangover.
Picking up my cup, I relaxed in the hot tub while I sipped my coffee.
“There you are. I thought for a second you left until I saw your dress still lying on the floor.”
“I hope you don’t mind. I couldn’t resist.”
“Not at all. You look sexy in there.”
“Care to join me?” I gave him a sly smile.
“As much as I’d love to, I have some work I need to attend to in my office. Take your time, and just let me know when you’re leaving.” He gave me a wink before walking away.
I really needed to get home and shower before I met Bri to do some shopping.
Her douchebag boyfriend was playing golf today with his friends, so he told her she could go shopping with me.
After finishing my coffee and using the hot tub, I dried off, went inside, and slipped into my dress.
Grabbing my purse, I found his office and stepped inside.
“I’m leaving. Thanks for the use of the hot tub and the coffee.” I smiled.
“You’re welcome.” He got up from his desk and walked over to me. “I had fun last night.” The corners of his mouth curved upward.
“So did I.”
“I hope you understand that it was only what it was: a one-night stand.”
“Of course, I know that. That’s all it was for me, too. I better get going, I have some errands to run.”
“Sure. It was nice to meet you, Jenna Larson.” He pressed his lips against my forehead. “Take care of yourself.”
“It was nice to meet you too, Mr. Thorne. Maybe I’ll see you around sometime.”
I walked to the elevator, and the door opened as soon as I pushed the button.
Stepping inside, I gave him a small wave as the doors closed, and I rode down to the lobby.
When I got home and went into the bathroom to take a shower, I pulled my birth control pills out of the medicine cabinet to take them like I did every morning and noticed I’d forgotten to take yesterday’s pill.
“Oh shit,” I said out loud. I could have sworn I took the pill yesterday. But instead, I had taken some aspirin and forgot about the pill because I woke up with a bad headache. Popping both pills out of the pack, I chased them down with some water.