Last night should not have happened, I recklessly gave myself to Lucas where I promised myself that no matter what happened, it would never go that far. Foolishly I believed that if I, which was the one of the best sex I have ever had in my fucking life, but I thought that it would take his mind off his persistent question.
Well, if I thought it would…it failed spectacularly.
And to make things even one fraction worse…the man has my phone number and he has not stopped texting me. It is not bad enough that the man is as hot as fuck both physically and between the sheets, now he wants to spend time with me.
"This is not part of the plan!"
Savanah only but bursts out in a fit of laughter as she comes with it, "I told you, Lex. Did I not?"
"Oh, shush." I wave her off as I pull the blanket even further over my head. I do not want to face the world today. Not only am I irritated with my plan that is going to fail, but every other single thing around me today bothers the shit out of me. The smallest sound that just pops out from somewhere random annoys every bit of me. I know that if I set my foot out of bed and try to face the world, it is going to end up in one big blowout.
So I only growl at Savanah, "I am not going anywhere today." And roll back over on my side. "I am going back to bed."
She only but chuckles at me, "Yes, Mrs. Grumpy, but I am going to head on out. You know things don't happen around here by themselves."
With that, I sit upright and pull her into a tight warm hug, "Sorry Sav, but I am not feeling tip-top today."
"Hey, I'd rather have you knocked down than have to clean up pieces of glass that you threw at someone's head. Now I will see you later, I will bring you something nice for lunch to cheer you up."
And with that, she is out the door leaving me to go back to my thoughts that are starting to boil out of control. I hate being so disappointed in myself. Now it is going to be all about damage control, and normally I do more harm than good.
Fuck!
Everything was going right!
Does Lucas Lucero really remember me?
Well, that thought will need to cool down for a bit, he got way more than what he was supposed to. It is time to take a break, take a deep breath and we will conquer that mountain another day. I need to take myself out of Lucas's life for a bit. Just long enough that he will start to go stir crazy without my presence.
Now that is something I would love to watch.
But pushing all things aside, if I do not get at least a few winks in then my temper is going to erupt. We are not planning to go out tonight, but I still don't want to feel the comedown of a crash for the next few days. So I curl my pillow in a round little ball and let the music that fills my head drive me off into a deep sleep.
As sweet dreams fill my head, well truly more frustrating at them for they are Lucas Lucero in any way I want him in my mind, but if that is not worse on its own, there is this persistent banging. The more I pull the blanket over my head and take deep breaths, it just seems to grow more and more intense.
Persistent.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Completely beyond myself, I only but grunt as I sit up straight, "For fuck sakes."
But if I thought that they are only in my head, well I am sadly mistaken for in fact they are coming from the front. So very reluctantly and near damn boiling over, I find myself at the front door that is the source of my problem.
"Sav, you better have a good reason for not having your key."
Ya, I turn around and make my way back to bed as the voice comes from the other side, "I don't know if I should be flattered or insulted, baby doll."
Lucas Lucero.
The man that I am trying to avoid.
But wait…I peek through the hole and get a good glance at him in a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a very tight-fitting white button-up shirt.
Fuck.
"What are you doing here Lucas?"
"You are ignoring my messages, baby doll."
"Well," I only but chuckle underneath my breath, "There is normally a reason for that."
"Come on, baby doll," next I hear a slight click…my heart stops.
Savanah forgot to lock the fucking door!
Next thing it flings open and there he is, the man that brought me to my knees all wobbling last night.
"Have you never heard of anything called knocking, Lucas?"
"Baby doll, but I did knock, you just did not open."
"Urgh," I grunt at him grind on my teeth, and with one half of a fake smile, I show for him to come into the lounge. "What do you want Lucas?"
"What do I want, well there is a lot that I want, but what I need," he pauses for a brief while and I can see that he is stepping onto unfamiliar territory himself. "I just wanted to see you again and something gives me the idea that you might not come around the club for a while."
"Well, your something is giving you the right idea."
He cocks his head at me with a sneaky smile, "Was it that bad, baby doll."
God! What do I say to the man now? "Ah," I smirk right back at him. "I have had better before."
Then, he only but clears his throat as he seems to have grown uncomfortable, "Well, that is not what your nipple…"
And I stop him immediately there, "Fuck!" I grab my very naked breasts and rush over to my bedroom.
I hear him chuckle as he follows me behind, "Do you always answer the door naked?"
I grunt at him, "No!" scratching for my very discarded top that, "I sleep naked. And what are you doing in my room?"
God, Lucas Lucero is going to be the death of me, for next…
"Lucas."
"Ssshhh, baby doll."
He steps one…two…three steps forward and he has me pinned between the soft satin sheets. I only but gasp, "You like pinning things up."
"Things?" He cocks his head, "Only beautiful woman."
Trying with my best-failed attempt, he keeps my hands firmly in place.
"Lucas."
This time his name leaves my lips in an agonizing whimper.
"Baby doll, I am only going to kiss you." Then he pause for a moment. "Unless…"
I answer him by working my way around his body, feeling each crevasse, each line along his perfect physique.
Then…
Inch by inch with the winks of small little breaths, he presses his soft lips against my warm skin. With a slight tug of my hair, I lean my head back, giving him the permission to roam the sensitive parts of my neck.
Then he softly whispers, he lets the warms of his breath hover over the top of my ear, "Please, can I baby doll."
I splay my hand against his chest, intending to push him away, yet I only but scrunch my fingers in his shirt. "Can you what…Lucas?"
"I want you."
"Lucas…"
"Ssshhh, baby doll." H places a finger on my lips preventing me from saying yet another word. "I want to kiss you."
As he softly whispers, the warmth of his breath causes my body to shiver, my own words only come out as a whimper, "Yes."
His hand trembles as he takes it to my cheek. He leans in a little closer, our foreheads now gently touching. I cannot fight against the thoughts that are going through my mind. He is flooding my senses in every possible way.
I stare into his soft hazel eyes; as he cups my cheek. This man that has so much power over women is like jelly in my hands. He smiles at me before he slowly leans in. His hand is shaking slightly. His heart is beating so loud, it feels like he is going to explode as he so desperately wants to claim my lips.
The moment our lips touch, the world vanishes in an instant. His lips are even softer than I can remember, and he tastes even sweeter than heaven. Our lips are firm against each other, but the kiss remains soft, gentle, and slow. We hold it for a few seconds before our lips begin to move in perfect sync. My eyes fall closed, and all I could feel was him. His warmth, his touch, the things that he is doing to my body.
My only desire is to touch him, and he feels the same yearning burning through his veins as his hands start to move over the smooth curves of my body. He digs his nails deep in my perfect softness. Overwhelming passion has taken over his entire body. He move his hand from my cheek to the back of my head, his fingers tangling in my long, dark brown hair, lightly pulling into me, adding more pressure to our lips, deepening the kiss.
As his insistent mouth parts my trembling lips to grant him access, he inflicts sensations I have never known I was capable of feeling. The kiss is getting deeper, deeper than all the galaxies in the universe.