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I wet my lips. I forgot what I was going to say — it was something important, I’m sure. Something absolutely essential.
An eternity passes, and under Lucas’s gaze, every hair on the back of my neck stands up. It’s not unpleasant, though.
I take a step towards him, sucking in a sharp breath, and it’s so loud, it seems to echo around the room. I take another, feeling my knees weaken. One more step, and my breath is bouncing off his skin.
He looks down at me. If he lowered his head a little, he’d be kissing the top of my hair.
I don’t know why I’m not running. I put a hand on his chest, and I don’t know why I do that either. Despite showering with ice-cold water moments ago, his skin is hot under my palms.
He stills.
“I…” My mouth is dry. “I need to…”
“Yes?” God, his voice is so deep.
“I need to tell you that…it wasn’t meaningless.”
His eyes darken, and the next thing I know, I’m pressed against the tiles, his lips crashing against mine. Cold water seeps through the back of my t-shirt and onto my skin, chilling, but I barely notice it. I can’t, not while Lucas is kissing me like he’s trying to bruise my lips.
Hot pleasure spreads from my sensitive mouth and down my spine, tingling through me, before spreading throughout my limbs and to my groin. I feel weightless, mindless. All of my worries and stress and anger fade away, and it’s just him. Just him, caging me in against the wall, protecting me from the world.
My hand is still on his chest. Realising that, I drag my fingers over his pecs, pushing slightly into the muscle. When I find his nipple, I pinch it ever so slightly between my thumb and forefinger. Just because I want to. Just because I’m curious.
He hisses into my mouth, and my desire swells and grows.
Now both of my hands are on him, pressing and pulling, anything to make him react, to make those pained, pleasured sounds.
With a groan, he spins me around and pushes me hard against the wall. My erection’s trapped between my hip and the cold tile, and Lucas is right behind me, sucking on my neck and pressing his stiff dick into the crack between my ass. He fingers the waistband of my pants.
“Can I?” he murmurs into my skin. “Please?”
I rub back against him instinctively. “We…can’t,” I say, and to my surprise, I’m breathless. “S—someone could come in.”
“No one’s going to come in,” he promises me. Now he’s licking the shell of my ear. “It’s the weekend. We’re the only ones here.”
“That’s not...” I suck in a deep breath when he places his other hand on my hip. “That’s not true.” There’ll be staff around. Someone has to lock up. They’ll catch us, I know they will. I should say it. I should tell him.
“We can be quick,” Lucas murmurs, still playing with my waistband. “Please. Let me?”
It’s a bad idea. I know that it is, and the logical part of my brain is trying very hard to keep reminding me that. Except…Lucas’s breath is on my skin, making me shiver, and it’s thrilling, and this is wrong but exciting and —
“Okay,” I breathe. “Okay.”
I help Lucas tug down my pants and boxer-briefs, which puddle around my feet. Lucas presses forward, so his cock nestles between my thighs, pressing against the underside of my balls.
When he reaches around to take me in his fist, I bite down on my bottom lip. I can’t be loud, can’t draw attention. But Lucas’s hand is tight, and his thumb is playing with the tip, coaxing out wetness.
Slowly, Lucas pulls back, then pushes forward, so he’s thrusting gently between my thighs. He does a better job of keeping quiet compared to me — the only sound he makes are low exhales, a throaty hiss when I press my thighs together to make it even tighter for him.
I fold both of my arms against the wall and rest my head against them, stabilising myself because my legs are turning to jelly. Lucas has one hand on the wall next to my head, while the other jerks me off. Gentle at first, then faster and faster. His hand matches the rhythm of his cock between my thighs, which are now sticky with his pre-cum.
I press my lips closed, but I can’t help whimpering, not when my eyes are fixed down at the sight of Lucas’s large hand touching me so expertly. I’m so, so hard, and his hand is moving up and down in a rotating motion that feels heavenly and oh, god —
My balls get tight and my heartbeat is pounding in my ears and —
And Lucas is saying something.
“Huh?” I ask, my voice slurred.
