Page 16 of Coastal Runaway

“How does she always have a boy? I want a boy.” I frowned.

“There is a perfectly capable boy living in the room right next to you.”

“I want a boy that I don't despise,” I rolled my eyes, “one with a less perfect face, and less perfect arms, and less perfect… everything.”

“Mhmmm. So… spill.” Maggie walked to the kitchen to refresh our drinks.

“There’s not much to tell, really.” I lied, “I knew Luke growing up. We hooked up. He told Nolan I was a pathetic little girl who threw herself at him and laughed at me. No big deal.” I shrugged, completely downplaying the situation.

“Uh uh, it’s more than that, I can tell.”

“Okay, fine, but this doesn’t leave this room.”

Maggie stuck her pinky out and we shook on it.

three years ago

“Come with me.” Luke said, grabbing my hand and dragging me towards the house, and off of the dance floor.

I followed him because I trusted him, but my heart was racing at the possibility of what was about to happen. We ran through the house, away from the party, and up the stairs. We paused in front of my bedroom door. He spun me, and placed his hands on my hips.

“What are we doing here, Luke?” I asked, my voice hoarse.

“I just want to try something,” he whispered as his lips hovered just above mine. “Is this okay?” He asked, his neck straining as if he was using all of his strength to hold himself up.

Luke wanted to kiss me.

Actually kiss me.

I nodded slightly, still unsure how this was even happening. Before I even finished my nod, his mouth crashed into mine. I grabbed onto his neck and I felt his tongue sweep across my lips, prompting me to let him in.

As soon as I felt his tongue in my mouth, I moaned embarrassingly loud. Luke's hands ran from my hips over my ass until he gripped the backs of my thighs and lifted me. My legs wrapped around him on instinct and he pressed me into the door. I pulled away slightly and my confusion must have been evident.

“Don’t look so surprised, baby, it’s always been you.” He chuckled as he kissed down my neck.

I smiled wide at the thought that this was actually happening. Luke reached for the door knob, opening the door and kicking it closed behind him, without putting me down. He walked over to my bed and dropped me on my back before crawling on top of me to take control of my mouth again. He kissed down my neck until he reached my collarbone where he nipped it slightly, making me giggle loudly. Even in bed Luke had this way of making me calm and comfortable.

“You have no idea how long I have waited to touch you, Tig,” he breathed as his hand ran up my thigh and landed on my rib cage just below my breast. I was itching for him to touch me further. I had never felt this heat with a boy before and it was both thrilling and terrifying.

“I do know, actually, if you’ve been waiting as long as I have, and if you’re considering this touching me then that would be vastly disappointing to my fantasies,” I teased, leaning into my new confidence. Luke always riled up my sassiness. He growled in response and quickly pulled down the cup of my corset to expose my bare breast and a very hard nipple.

“Glad to see that sass hasn’t disappeared, I was afraid this might get boring.”

My snarky remark got stuck in my throat as he licked my nipple and blew on it gently causing goosebumps to erupt down my stomach.

“Please, touch me” I whined, pressing my legs together looking for relief.

“Oh baby, I could get used to the sound of you begging.” He praised, before taking my nipple in his mouth and sucking on it, causing my back to arch and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. He laughed quietly as his teeth grazed over my nipple. He shifted to the other side, pulling down that cup, exposing that breast and taking it into his mouth while still twirling my other nipple between his fingers.

Feeling bold, I reached between us and palmed his dick over his pants. He moaned and gripped his teeth tighter on my nipple.

“Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish, Tig,” he cautioned. I smiled, knowing I had power over his body.

“But teasing is half the fun,” I moaned, squeezing his dick again so he knew I was serious. He quickly grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head, pushing me to grip the bars of my headboard.

“Now, now, be a good girl and stay still,” he commanded, “so I can explore you the way I have always dreamed of.” Then he started kissing down my body.

There was one thing I knew for certain after that night, and that was that Luke Cavan knew how to use his tongue. I would truly never forget the look on his face when I rose out of bed and ordered him to stand, only to drop to my knees in front of him and return the favor.