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“You did so good, Luce,” he mutters into my hair before leading me back out into the sun.
The rays hit my skin as he swims us back to the stairs, while I idly wonder if I’ll be the same, ever again.
18
Staring at the popcorn ceiling of another middle-of-nowhere motel, the sheet pushed down to my waist in bed, I can tell sleep will once again be evasive, like a slippery eel disappearing under a rock. This time it’s not my old haunts keeping me up. This time the ghost is real and is sleeping in the room adjacent to mine.
I could tell when we came back from the water hole that she wasn’t all too pleased to revert back to our previous sleeping arrangements. But she didn’t say a word, just gave me a soft smile when I pushed the keys into her palm and disappeared behind her respective door. I’m not sure I would’ve had the willpower to say no if she’d come crawling into bed with me— she didn’t.
Lucy’s no rule breaker. What did I expect?
I thought this was going to be easy. That I’d enjoy myself for a while, waste some time and tease Lucy for a bit, make her come once or twice and that would be the end of it. This already feels much more than just an illicit deal made between two practical strangers. It feels bigger somehow… like Lucy could never bejustanything—like saying the sun is just a star.
Was last night, when I told her to undress and stand naked in front of me, really for her? No. That was all for me. I, on the other hand, was already bending and breaking the rules just to have more of her.And fuck, I can’t remember the last time I came that hard. Just for a look.
She looked radiant cloaked in darkness, with small perfect tits, wide hips, curls falling over her shoulders, and a mouth that made me imagine all kinds of filth while I fucked my fist at the sight.
Then today happened.
I’ve never been into the teacher/student dynamic before… but I had never seen Lucy come after listening to my careful instructions either. And all the while, as I watched her splayed open before me, the echoes of having already seen her like this before pulsed all around me. It was powerful, yet incomprehensible. It’s what made me reach out and bring her finger to my lips. She tasted like coming home. Like I had been away for far too long, hungering for something I thought forever lost.
I blink away the vivid memories, still staring at the off-white ceiling.
Absolute fucking nonsense.
Just my mind playing tricks on me. As if the part of my mind that will always crave an all-encompassing addiction had a taste of something new—a shiny new drug to get lost in. Something that could finally compare to the mind-altering opioids of my fucked up youth that left me sated and numb. Lucy leaves me anything but numb.
And that’s more dangerous than anything else.
* * *
The next morning,I find Lucy waiting outside for me next to the car. Her now trusty baby blue cowboy hat snug on her head, and I struggle to ignore the small zing it creates deep in my chest. She raises her head ever so slightly to meet my gaze and her green eyes sparkle in the morning sun, specks of gold leafed inside her irises and I wonder if she’s even real.
Maybe I’m imagining all of it. A drug-fueled doped-up dream and soon, I’ll fall back to earth and be back there, eighteen with no life and no dreams. And most definitely no Lucy.
I push the absurd thought away and force myself not to graze my knuckle over Lucy’s freckled cheek. Instead, I give the lip of her hat a small flick upwards. Her soft laugh wraps around my cold fucking heart andsqueezes. I pay it no mind as I make my way to the passenger side, dropping my bag into the back before climbing in.
“Where to?” I mutter, pulling out my phone when she settles into the driver’s seat.
“So, um…” she trails off, her fingers drumming on the steering wheel while giving me a look as if she’s about to get in trouble. “I’m feeling a little tired of driving so much, and well, I was thinking maybe we could just stay in one place for a few days. I found this place with a pool and, so I thought maybe we could just… chill?”
I fight back a smile, watching her struggle through her faltering assertiveness.
“Chill?” I reply with a hint of amusement. “Did you read that on Urban Dictionary or something?”
“I don’t know what that means,” she deadpans. “Did I say it wrong? I hear Lenix say it all the time.” She gives me an innocent little shrug and I can’t help but chuckle just a little.
“No, that was perfect, Luce.”
Her smile widens, her eyes sparkling as if the small praise I just gave her made her entire day. Suddenly, all I want is to teach her something new, so I can praise her again and again.
I tuck the thought away for later. “This is your road trip, I’m just your plaything, remember?” She flusters exactly like I thought she would and my cock jerks at the sight. “We can do, or go wherever you want.” I hand her my phone and she takes it tentatively, now avoiding my gaze. Challenging her limits is more entertaining than I previously thought it ever could be.
We arrive at our destination in the early afternoon, a motel on the far outskirts of Albuquerque. A little bigger than the ones we’ve been staying at and, as promised, a pool sits tucked into the courtyard of the property, the building squaring it on three sides. The pool walls are painted a faded pink and a quick look around the place tells me whoever owns this shithole loves that fucking color.
Lucy is acting as if she just arrived at a five-star chateau or some shit, my scowl not hindering her excitement one bit.
“How lovely!” she says genuinely, as if we didn’t see roadkill on our way in, her wide open grin sharpening her cheekbones as she looks around.
