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Alex grabs the champagne glasses while Seth opens the first bottle. I watch both men, standing near each other, pretending not to notice the other. I guess it’s a good thing they’re no longer fighting, although, I hate that they’ve resorted to ignoring each other.
Seth pours the kid’s champagne into the glasses and we all hold them up, waiting for Lucas to give his grand speech. “Thank you,” he begins, his gaze settling on me. “For believing in me when I felt like the world was caving in. I wouldn’t have done this without the support of my friends, and without you, Rachel.”
We clink our glasses together and down the contents in one long drink. “Well, that was incredibly sweet,” Seth says while setting his glass into the sink.
“You didn’t have to drink it if you didn’t want to,” Lucas grumbles.
I chuckle while shaking my head, making my way out of the room. A part of me wants to text my parents back, just to get it done and over with. The other part of me wants to ignore them for the duration of this trip, but I know I can’t do that. I have to see Dad tonight and I have to see Mom tomorrow. And who cares about Bryan? When did I have to start changing my schedule to suit Mom’s boyfriend? If he doesn’t have time to meet me out in the cold and partake in a family tradition I’ve held dear since I was a kid, then fuck him. He’s not my dad.
I frown while turning around, suddenly discovering I’ve taken myself into the dining room and not quite remembering how. I guess I was so lost in thought, my feet moved without my mind knowing where I was going. My hand slides over the long table, recalling another time I was in this room with the bros, watching Mr. Brent yell at Lucas. That feels like decades ago now.
“You okay?”
I turn around and smile at Lucas, leaning against the doorway with a sad smile on his lips. “Yeah?” I breath while turning around to face him. “Why?”
“You seem a bit off.” He kicks away from the door and walks towards me, his brows tented with concern. “Did anything happen while I was gone?”
I shrug. “Just my parents being a bit more aggressive than usual.”
Lucas nods. “They’re officially divorced now, right?”
I release a long sigh. “I suppose they are. Somehow, I’ve found myself caught in the middle.”
“Don’t let them do that,” Lucas says while placing a hand on my shoulder. “You’re the kid. You shouldn’t be in the crossfire. Even if they do hate each other.”
I lean against the table, my hands gripping the edge while I try to think of a way out of this. “I don’t know how.” I don’t even want to go to Dad’s new apartment. I know he’s living in a dump. Even if he is living in a good neighborhood, he can barely take care of himself. He’s never been known for doing the dishes or washing the laundry. I worry there’s a stack in the sink and he’s re-wearing three-week-old underwear.
“You’re going to have to learn how to let go,” Lucas says while leaning towards me, his legs nudging mine apart. “I can help you with that.”
I chuckle at the sultry sound of his voice and the duel meaning behind his words. “Oh, really?”
He hums in answer. It’s a soft sound, low, and my insides clench as he presses himself against me. With two fingers, he tilts my chin up and brushes his lips on mine; soft and light. He’s treating me so delicately, as if I might break. His tongue slides over my top lip before caressing my bottom. The movement is slow and my body shivers, my legs opening even more for him. His hands grasp my hips and he hauls me onto the table while his tongue slides inside.
I moan as he kisses me deep and longingly. It’s been so long since we’ve kissed like this. It’s different from Alex’s kisses. Where Alex is like getting zapped by an electric volt, Lucas is like running satin all over my body. Each is different in their own way, and absolutely perfect for me.
Lucas’s kisses grow more desperate. His hands tangle themselves in my hair while his body presses into me. I arch my back. Heat pools in my core and I feel myself growing wet at his sweet touch. My hands slip to his front and I undo his jeans, pulling them down. His cock is already tenting his boxers and I smile, happy to know that I can still make him so hard just by a kiss.
He pushes me back onto the table, his mouth kissing down my neck and my front. He unbuttons my jeans and yanks them down. I help him by kicking them off and they fall with a plop onto the ground. Lucas kisses my knee, his mouth touching every part of my thighs. I gasp when he breathes on my panties. Feeling that hot breath touching my most tender area is amazing. He does it again and I arch. His fingers play with the fabric at my hip, tugging them slowly down.
“It’s been so long, Rachel,” Lucas breaths while he slides my panties down, leaving me vulnerable from the waist down. “When was the last time we made love?”
I can barely think at the moment. Lucas tugs my panties off my ankles and I hear them flop somewhere on the floor. “B-before break,” I stutter. Lucas’s fingers caress my inner thigh. He pushes my legs apart with ease, his head hovering just above my pussy.
“When was the last time you had sex?”
“Huh?”
Why is he asking this? Why won’t he just put me out of my misery? My insides keep clenching. I’m desperate to have anything inside me, whether it’s his tongue or his fingers. My clit feels like it’s about to explode. I can feel it quivering under his breath. His fingers stroke my pussy lips and a low moan escapes me. I nudge myself towards him, wanting that pressure on my clit.
“Answer me, Rachel.”
Why won’t he touch my clit? He keeps stroking everything, but that area. My body is pulled so tight. My head is swimming in this aching bliss. I need him to touch me, lick me.
“Rachel?”
“Christmas Eve!” I shout. “Now will you fucking—”
My words end in a strangle as Lucas takes me into his mouth. He’s sucking on my clit. His tongue swirls around it. I’m arching my back, my body pushing into his mouth. I would be embarrassed if I wasn’t so turned on. His tongue slides up and down, delving briefly inside me before twirling around my clit. My hands tangle in his hair, keeping him just where I need him.
