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My prayers went to shit. Because that was Lukas’sI dare youvoice.
“What?” I breathed.
Lukas’s face was shadowed, drawing darker with each passing moment. “You didn’t have a nightmare.”
“No,” I admitted, holding my breath.
Lukas placed his hands on either side of my head. “You did have a dream though, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” The word landed in the inches between my face and Lukas’s. This close I could see the small smile lines framing his mouth, see those devilish dimples, even through his beard.
“And if I pull back these covers, I’m going to see what that dream made you do, aren’t I?”
I nodded, unable to form a single word. Even though this wasn’t how it was supposed to happen this time, I wasn’t going to protest. Because I wanted this. I wanted him.
Lukas’s lips curved with a grin, his eyes a little wild. “I’m going to look now, baby. I want to see your hand trapped between your pretty thighs.”
He paused for a second, hand on the edge of the comforter, giving me a second to say no. When I did nothing but stare at him, he moved.
His hand, with the familiar veins that reminded me of an oak tree, curled around the covers and lifted them off me.
Lukas shuddered when he saw me. Hand between my legs. Dress hiked up. My arousal glistening on my fingers and thighs.
And then Lukas put one knee on the bed and I almost fainted. Slowly, just to torture me, he straddled me, propping up on one arm to cage me in. On one arm so that he could use his other to drift down my stomach reverently, hovering a millimeter off my skin.
When his hand covered my own, pressing my fingers just a little harder into my clit, I almost combusted on the spot. Lukas bent down, nudging my head to the side with his nose so he could have better access to my ear.
“Want me to help you out?” he asked, his voice skating down my neck and drawing out goosebumps. His words were so similar to the one’s I’d said to start this whole thing.
Lukas stole my ability to speak, so I just nodded again. Silently begging him.
He dragged his tongue around the edge of my ear lobe. "Tell me you mean it."
The only thing I could say, that close to him and enveloped in the warm, salt and sea smell of his, was. "I mean it."
I expected him to start moving, to make my hand move with his own and finally,finally, give me some relief.
But he didn’t move.
I tried to arch against our hands, but he was too strong. He was pressing me into the bed, preventing me from moving upwards or side to side. Nothing to relieve the ache.
“But Daph?” Lukas asked as his lips coasted over the skin on my neck. Every second he dragged this out, the harder my blood pumped through my veins, the higher urgency spurned in my chest.
“Yeah?” I turned my head toward him, pressing my cheek into his.
“I’m not moving my hand until you tell me what you were dreaming about.”
I brought my other hand up to his forearm begging him to move. Trying to hide how completely at his mercy I was.
Lukas wasn’t deterred, his strength and iron will continuing to torture me. His hand moved a little though, enough to remind me that the wave wouldn’t crest unless I stopped being stubborn.
And right now, coming was more important than my pride. “You.”
Lukas pulled back, scraping his cheek against my own, to look me right in the eyes. “You were dreaming about my cock in your mouth, weren’t you?”
“Yes.” The only wordtosay.
Lukas’s pupils went wide, leaving only a sliver of deep ocean blue remaining.
