Page 46 of Coastal Runaway

Oh, my full name. He means business.

Luke

Brat.

Gym.

A few moments later, someone shook the door handle and banged on the door.

“Let me in, Keegan.” I heard Luke’s booming voice through the door.

I hesitantly moved across the gym and unlocked the door with a click. Before I could even reach for the handle, Luke burst through the door and charged towards me. He cupped the back of my head before crashing his mouth into mine.

I immediately leaned into the kiss and moaned as his tongue penetrated my mouth. I craved his touch like nothing else. He growled, grabbing my thighs and hoisting me up so my legs wrapped about his waist.

He walked forward and sat on the same bench that I had just occupied, placing me down so I was now straddling him. He continued the assault on my mouth before moving to my neck. I gripped his hair hard and pulled his head away as he hissed in pain.

“If you leave a mark, I’ll kill you.”

“Maybe I have a kink for marking what's mine?” He said, running his fingertips up my spine causing it to erupt in goosebumps. Luke’s touch was dominant, possessive.

“Is that what I am?” I scoffed, “didn’t look like it a few minutes ago.” I moved to get off of his lap but his grip tightened, holding me in place.

“Careful, Tig, your jealousy is showing.” He took my mouth again, slower this time, “yes, you’re mine, don’t ever question that again.”

My heart exploded. I leaned down for another kiss and started grinding on his lap as I felt him growing beneath me. He placed his hand over my ass, fingers spread wide and increased the force of my movements so I was hitting just the right spot.

“Be a good girl and come for me like this, baby.” Luke whispered as he placed gentle kisses down my neck.

I whimpered as I felt the heat pooling in my core. Luke dragged his tongue up my collarbone and with one last tug of his hands I came apart on his lap. Fully clothed. He barely even touched me.

Fuck.

“That was…” I trailed off at a loss for words.

Luke chuckled into my shoulder, “Baby, that was only a preview of what’s to come later.”

He stood and placed me on the ground on shaky legs. He grabbed my hand, interlacing our fingers and guided me back out the door.

We walked back out to the party and joined the group. No one had seemingly noticed that we had disappeared so there were no prying questions. We spent the rest of the night laughing and dancing with friends. All while Luke snuck small touches to keep me aware of the dirty promises he hinted would come later.

We pulled into our driveway and I was aching to find out what dirty things Luke had planned for me. As we piled into the house, Nolan pulled out his phone.

He started typing quickly and said, “okay, heathens, who wants what from Mario’s? I’m ordering.”

“I want chickie tendies!” Maeve yelled, currently face down on the couch. She was definitely going to pass out before the food arrived.

Nolan pointed at me and cocked a brow.

“I’m actually not very hungry, I think I’m just going to go to bed.”

He nodded and moved on to the rest of our friends. I started walking towards the stairs and glanced behind me at Luke. He didn’t even glance my way as I disappeared upstairs and into my room.

Maybe he changed his mind.

I sat on my bed with my head in my hands contemplating why I kept opening myself up to someone who didn’t want me.

I rose to my feet and started to unzip my jeans in front of the mirror when my back sliding door opened. Luke confidently stepped into my room and closed the door behind him. He pulled at the collar of his shirt as he walked towards me, pulling it over his head.