Turning around, I’m trapped between him and the fridge.
His hands come up to cup my face. “Abby, we can only sleep, and I’m okay with that,” he reassures me.
“What do you want?” My eyes feel like they have gone wide.
He licks his lips then he lets his thumb trace my mouth. “I’m not going to lie. I want to kiss you all night. I want to touch you all night. If I’m lucky enough, then I think I want to live inside you all night. But even if I only lay with you, then already I think I’m in heaven.”
I laugh. “Look at you and your suave moves.”
But this moment feels right. I don’t need to think anymore. I know how I want this night to end without hesitation.
My lips find his with my answer. An eager kiss that I want to be never-ending. Parting, I grab his hand and guide him to my room. Every step upping our stakes. Once we’re in my room, I set a small light on and throw his blazer over a chair in the corner. Turning, I see that Lucas is standing in the middle of my bedroom with a warm smile, waiting for my cue.
Taking a few steps, I meet him, and my hands find his hanging by his side. My eyes look at our hands connected, and I can’t help but let the corners of my mouth curve.
“Lucas Kade, this is kind of crazy. We’ve known each other our whole lives and here we are,” I mention softly.
“A different time and place,” he reminds me, and we both have parted lips reminiscent of a smile.
“I think I already mentioned that it’s been awhile…”
He tries to catch my gaze as his thumbs brush my cheeks. “Are you nervous?”
I don’t speak, instead let my head wobble side to side in contemplation.
Letting go of his hands, my fingers find his loose bowtie that I throw to the floor before working his buttons on his shirt. His own hands work at his wrists. Every button that pops open sends the surge of voltage lower and lower into my body.
“I want to do this with you. Whatever this is,” I admit softly and try to avoid his eyes.
All the buttons are undone, and my eyes can’t help but roam his chest and stomach that is covered in a tight white undershirt. An audible exhale escapes me.
He takes pleasure in my breath and lets his shirt fall to the floor before pulling his undershirt over his head. The whole time his eyes don’t leave me. Turning around, I bring my hair to the side.
“Can you unzip me?”
His long strong fingers find my zipper, and he slowly drags the tab down to where it ends, right above where the line of my black satin panties can be seen. My eyes close when I feel his fingertips gently caress my skin, starting low and sliding up my spine. The entire time, I feel my nipples harden and inner walls pulse. And when his lips kiss my shoulder blade softly, I feel elated for this moment.
Turning around, I look at him with an innocent smile as my hands find both of my shoulders to bring the sleeves of my dress down my arms and let my dress fall to the floor. I’m left in my black lingerie and heels; I feel confident with this look. Especially as he is now the one with an audible exhale.
“So hot,” he breathes.
Stepping closer to him, our mouths meet for a kiss to confirm we can continue. My hands find his belt, and I bite my lip when I feel he’s hard with my hand. He finishes taking his pants off until he is left in boxer briefs.
Both looking at each other standing in front of the other in only underwear, we revel in this moment that we now know we both have fantasized about once or twice throughout our lives. He steps closer, and his hand finds my hair and the other the back of my neck. We kiss, and this time it isn’t sweet or soft, it is blazing passion.
Together we find our way to lying on my bed and take a moment to look at each other before our mouths meet again. Our hands now roaming freely around our arms, stomachs, and I firmly press against his chest with my hands.
“This may go quick,” he warns with a murmur into my neck.
“We have all night,” I remind him as I touch his cheek.
My leg props over his hip as our bodies press into each other. His hard erection rubs along the thin material of my panties and I am drenched, feeling more wetness coming out as Lucas drags his fingers down my stomach until he touches me between my legs. Immediately, I moan, and our mouths meet again.
It won’t take long as I already feel weak. Lying on my back, he lies on his side as his mouth places kisses on my breast.
“Take it off for me?” Lucas requests softly. I obey and move to quickly unhook my bra before sliding it off. His mouth finds a hard nipple, and combined with his fingers reaching under the fabric of my underwear, my senses overload.
“Lucas, I’m not going to last at this rate,” I warn. His eyes look up at me with mischief before releasing a nipple.
