There is no part of this body that is going to lie to you; yesterday, and even perhaps the day before, is the greatest fun, though it being tormented, but I have never had any man made me feel so good by the mere touch of his lips. The way he winds those fingers around my body to torment me with pleasure is near heaven if I have to admit it to myself.
But I am losing focus and getting trapped with the man that I wish to trap. The real reality of the fact is that Lucas has grown up a bit since the last time our paths have crossed. Though just as then, as in now, he knows exactly what to tell a woman to make her feel special whether he means it or not.
So, needless to say, he has played his way with his words, and much to my own better judgment, he has me dwindled at his fingertips. And as I am still very much caught under his spell, it only takes one chuckle from Savanah to rip me back to that reality, "I think that a certain someone is falling for Mr. Lucero."
"Bullshit! He caught me off guard again." I pause for a brief moment and snap my head back at her, "It is your fault because you did not lock the door."
"Oh no," she waves her finger at me, "You are not blaming your horny ass and that man's insatiable sex drive on me."
"My ass is definitely not horny, a bit blown away, but definitely not horny."
"Then what is this second time, or is it now the third that he has got you pinned to something."
"It is the fourth, and I cannot help the fucking man has got such strong hands."
"Bullshit, Lexi! You love being where he has you. I think that we can now officially lay this one to rest and say that your plan has failed."
"Oh, Sav, my plan has not even started yet."
"So sex was all part of your plan then?"
"Urgh!" I grunt and ignore any single next word that she says.
Yes, it is true, this was not part of the plan, but perhaps I can play this one in my favor. The biggest question here being…who got more from the sex? Me or him?
I am leaning towards Lucas. I saw those hungry eyes when he was just a mere little boy. He does that little tilt, not a cock, just a tiny flick of his head while he gently moans under the cover of a strained breath. In that one moment of weakness that he lets go when he thinks nobody is watching, it is then that you will know what Lucas Lucero really wants.
And has he done that little flick of a moan?
My god, there was even a small little hiss as he realized that he had perhaps opened up more and given far too much than what he already should of. In fact, he came for seconds, and Lucas Lucero is not a man that does do seconds very easily.
So it is with this comfort that I know that even though I got my own sexual satisfaction out of this round, that I am still in control. But…it is time to tone this one down. I have, and the reason why we find ourselves here, but I have found myself falling for the wrong type of man and getting my heart dragged over a muddy floor covered in nothing but pieces of broken glass.
Lucas Lucero might have been able to get the upper hand all those many years ago, he played the game, perhaps not as good as what he does now, but he had his victory then; I am not letting this game of sex that we are playing now let him get that upper hand again.
In fact, the sex has to end.
And with this, Savanah settles on the couch for a day of staying in, and I head back over to my room, where I fall flat down on my back. And just as I am about to close my eyes and clear my head from everything that is Lucas Lucero, my phone lights up as it vibrates.
"Hi, baby doll."
I stare at the screen in total disbelief.
Does Lucas Lucero send messages?
Even more important…do I reply? But I need not even have to wait to make that decision, for next…
"I miss you."
There is a loud squeak that echoes to every crack and crevice, making Savanah rush over to my bed in an instant.
"What? What is wrong?"
I hand her my phone that has just lit up again with another message…
"I can't stop thinking of you."
Savanah slams her hand in front of her mouth as she can barely contain her shock, but that soon turns to s giggle as she has to state the obvious, "I think Lucas might just have than a sex thing for you."
I slap Savanah so hard behind the head that she nearly chokes on her own breath while I show her the next one that pops up…
"Please, can I see you again?"
Both Savanah and me lay there in silence for a while, staring at a roof that is oddly spinning out of control, but I do not even dare ask if it is only mine. So with one deep breath, I finally look over to where Savanah still has that grin.
"I think…"
But think I do not do long for next my phone rings.
I don't know if it is the surprise of goddamn excitement that makes me drop it to the floor, where I struggle for a minute to get hold of it. And for this entire minute, Lucas Lucero lights up my skin.
So not trying to sound too eager, I finally answer it.
"Mr. Lucero, you are becoming full of surprises."
He chuckles to himself; I can nearly see those dimples play at the corner of his mouth, as does it. But then he speaks all composed again, "I am starting to surprise myself. Don't know if I should start to feel rather concerned."
"What do you mean?"
"Well," I hear him swallow hard before he chooses his words carefully, "I am not a man that pics up the phone to speak to a woman."
I only but cannot help burst out in a little fit of laughter at him, "So you want to tell me that you don't phone any women?"
"Yes, baby doll, I do not even message." He goes quiet. I can almost see the redness his face must be turning at this very moment. "And you have gotten me to do both. What is it about you, Lexi Rose?"
Then for some goddamn reason beyond which I am trying to explain now, I get all excited just as he says my name. But I quickly regain my composure, "Would you not love to know Lucas Lucero?"
"Yes," he immediately answers. "I want to know. I want to see you again."
And before I know what even overcomes me, "Until the sex gets boring?"
"No," he snaps me right off. "I want to see you. God, I would love to have sex again, but I just…" He goes all quiet as his voice starts to tremble, "I just want to see you, baby doll. Please? Please, will you come to see me?"
I grab the phone tight between my hands and press it hard against my chest as the feeling of warmth consumes me; I remember this feeling. I remember feeling exactly like this before. I remember a time when Lucas Lucero was this very same man. A man that is on the brink to feel what it feels to…
"Lexi, please. I really like you, and," I hear him hesitate. "It is not just the sex. I really want to see you again."
"Lucas…"
"Baby doll, you are making this man beg. I am not a man who begs, and god, I am not even a man who asks; I just take, and when I am done, I let go. But you make me want to change that. Please, will you come?"
And for some reason, for a brief moment, I feel like a goddamn bitch that I am going to hurt this man, but yet, I need to remember, "I will think about it."
With that, I drop the call and have a very eager Savanah starting at me, "So? Are you going to go?"
I only but shake my head at her as I continue to get undressed and get into bed, "No, Lucas is not playing. Right now, he is getting ahead. "
With that, she leaves the room, and I feel somewhat defeated for some reason. It feels that I have made the wrong decision, that I should have gone. But if I did, then what would the whole purpose be behind what I am trying to achieve.
No! I need to back off. Lucas must stew in these unfamiliar feelings.
So with turmoil in my mind, I decide to switch off my mind…and my phone…and go peacefully to bed.
But then, what seems past midnight, I hear a creek of the door as it opens, and there is the soft tap of feet next to my bed. I only but shake my head, trying to get rid of what is only a dream. Though just as I want to drift back off into sleep, I feel as someone slide underneath the covers and wrap their warm arms around my waist.
"Savanah?"
"Ssshhh, baby doll."