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“Baby, you know what I want to eat.” He growled and snaked his hand under the hem of my chef coat to stroke the seam of fabric covering my apex. Wet heat pooled low. His touch did it every time.
“Lucas. Your parents could walk in.”
“Then let’s go somewhere else. I want to hear all about these past couple of days, but first, I have to smell your skin, feel you.”
“Let me finish cleaning up and get these leftovers to your parents’ house. Give me a hand. It’ll go faster.”
“You can have one hand for helping, but my other hand stays where it is.”
“Lucas.” I tried to keep my voice stern even though the building pressure between my thighs made me breathless.
“All right, I’ll grab the serving dishes.”
We made quick work of the cleanup and took the service items to my car along with my chef’s coat. Lucas hefted the box of leftovers and then handed me a few containers out of it. “Here, you carry these. Gives you a reason to come back to the house with me. We may get lost for a few minutes.”
Rex greeted our walk across the lawn, our arms laden with food. It had become his habit, escorting me, his tongue lolling and tail wagging. He didn’t trip me, but he certainly looked hopeful that I might stumble on my own so he could get rid of any evidence. The sweetie still remembered me even though I hadn’t been around for a month.
Lucas practically sprinted up the back steps, across the huge covered deck, and into the open kitchen. He set the box on the counter and grabbed my hand.
“We should put that food away first,” I said.
He pulled me toward the stairs in front.
“Nah. Fast-food sex. It’ll be fine sitting out for a few minutes. Plus, I may have to eat something else after.” He flashed his wolfish smile at me and those sexy as sin dimples. Damn. I needed to fan myself before I fainted, Southern-tent-revival style.
“What room is this?” I asked.
He kicked the door closed and shucked off my leggings and thong while I took off my T-shirt.
“It’s a guest room, but it used to be my bedroom when I was growing up.” His eyes glittered as he stood and wrapped his arms around my waist. I lifted to wrap my legs around his middle, not giving a shit about my weight when he moaned against my neck. How far I’d come.
Striding to the double bed, he came down onto me in a wave of licks and sucks against my skin. “Here? You want to have sex in your boyhood bedroom?”
“Fuck yes. First time with a real girl. I’m glad myStar Warsposters of Padme Amidala aren’t up anymore. This would only make her jealous.”
The old wrought iron bed frame scraped across the floor as Lucas pushed his denim-covered length against my throbbing flesh.
“Someone will hear us,” I whispered into his neck.
“You’ll have to be quiet then.” He placed my own hand over my mouth with a look of warning, then pulled back and sank to his knees with a wink.
He lifted my legs and placed my bare feet on the edge of the mattress.
Our breaths mingledas our heartbeats slowed. After giving me a world-class orgasm with his tongue, he stood up, held my legs to meet his thrusts, and gave me another.
“That was amazing and in record time,” I said.
He slumped over me, resting his head on my breast. “Normally, I would be offended. But one, I wasn’t even trying to hold out, and two, in this room, coming in only seconds is a function of habit.”
“Well, thanks for giving me more than a few seconds.” I chuckled.
“You bet, baby. Best five minutes of your life.” Absolutely.
He pushed up onto his hands, then bent to give me the sweetest soft kiss. Oh, my heart.
I brushed my tangled hair from my face, gathering courage.
“So, when do you move back to Seattle?”
