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Azalea Blooms 6
Azalea
“Luke?”Hisnameslipped out as a question, although I had no idea what I was trying to say.
“Do I need to prove it to you?” he leaned down and whispered in my ear while I fumbled with my keys. Once inside, his hands found their way under my dress. He grasped a nipple with one hand while the other slipped into my panties. “Does this feel like a best friend? Is that why you’re wet? Wet thinking about how good of a best friend I am?”
My jaw dropped. Who was this and where did my Lukas go? Although this new version… The bossy, domineering version who just happened to show up in my dreams was now standing in front of me, demanding pleasure. My eyes hung on his lips as he leaned in to kiss me and I was lost in the sensation. Lost in him.
I imagined he could feel the desire pounding through my bloodstream. I wanted to do all sorts of dirty, kinky things to him, but I had no idea where to start.
He pressed me into the door, literally between a door and a hard spot. Moans escaped rapidly from between my lips and he ate them all. His hands ran up and down my body as we made out. My head grew fuzzy from the lack of oxygen.
I don’t even remember taking my clothes off, but the next minute, I was naked.
His arms fell below my thighs as he picked me up again, my center slipped against his erection with each step down the hall to my bedroom and then he dropped me on the bed.
A giggle lifted from my lips. I couldn’t help it. He’d pleasured me many, many times, yet under all the rough hockey player persona, Lukas Munson was still just my best friend.
“Let me stay with you. I want to make love to you.” He captured me in his arms as he rolled me underneath himself. Being in his embrace was a heady feeling.
I bit my lip. Was this a good idea? I mean, we used to sleep over at each other’s places all the time, but tonight felt different.
Realization hit, my breath hitched, and suddenly everything was quiet within my brain. I was terrified, but I had wanted it for so long. I wouldn’t screw up a good thing. Even if it was the catalyst of demise for Azalea and Lukas, I’d at least have the memories.
He hovered above me. This close I could take in his features—a chiseled jaw, strong cheekbones, and gorgeous onyx eyelashes. “Okay.”
Luke’s eyes danced with exposed delight and I squirmed below him. The waiting was killing me. I wanted to get right down to it, but he’d make me wait.
After a beat of silence, he looked at me with darkened pupils. “You want me to make you feel good? Ruin you for every other man? Because, you, Azalea Harris, are mine and will always be mine.”
Raising himself off the bed, he quickly stripped. His erection bounced against his stomach. He was as hard as stone.
There was no more giggling now, this was really happening. I was really going to lose my virginity to my best friend.
He crawled back up the bed and settled between my legs before lowering his body down just over mine. Each arm was braced to the side of my head as he looked down at me. Passion swirled within his eyes. He was looking at me as more than a best friend. Tonight, I wasn’t just his best friend, I was a woman.
He hesitated, not moving too quickly, and I wanted to scream. I whimpered in agony, trying to thrust my hips up to gain some sort of relief. When it was too much, I tried to lure him in with the spread of my legs beneath him.
He let himself fall between my thighs. An array of goosebumps littered my skin. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t anxiety. It was just what Lukas did to me. He always caused a visceral reaction.
His thick cock brushed against my bare skin.
“I want to make one thing clear before we do this. I will own you, body and soul, by the time this night is over. You will be mine to touch. Mine to pleasure. Mine to kiss… and don’t forget about the teasing. I am going to tease you so good that you pant for me. Beg for my cock.”
Lukas reached up and let his fingernails trace against my leg. “Wider,” he said hoarsely before pushing my knees farther apart. His gaze darkened as he looked at me, wet and waiting for him.
I looked down my body to where his cock rested, a bead of liquid desire coated the head of his shaft. It appeared his body was just as eager for me as I was for him.
Life as Luke and Zales was about to change even more than it already had and I couldn’t wait.
He balanced on one arm while the other spread my lips apart and circled my clit. One finger sank in deep while he continued playing with my clit. “Does that feel good, Zales. Do you like my hands on you?”
His voice was a deep timbre, almost like it was his sex voice.
“Are you sure we should be doing this, Luke? It’s not going to change us.”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything. I’ve wanted this for so fucking long. And the fact that you’re a virgin? Makes me feel so much like a fucking caveman, I want to go wild.” He was tense, holding himself in place. Fighting the urge to wait. He’d grunted the words as if he was in pain, but I knew that wasn’t the case. Maybe in agony was more like it. “I can’t wait to make you fucking mine. To combine our releases. To smell sex in the room around us. To break you and know that you are mine. You are claimed. You will be ruined for any other man because you’ll only think of me. Are you going to be a good girl, Zales?”
