Chapter 142

Lucas wasn't graceful as he threw me onto the bed.

My body bounced off of it as I let out a laugh.

"I'm soaking wet," I brushed my hair out of my face. "I'm going to ruin the bed."

"I don't care." Lucas moved forward, bending down to continue kissing me.

One of his hands was placed firmly around my neck as he angled my mouth up to his.

My fingers wrapped around his wrist, pulling him down to join me on the bed.

Lucas's lips tasted deliciously of the dessert we had just enjoyed. Strawberries and chocolate. The perfect combination.

I melted into him, savoring the sensation of his lips brushing mine.

His hand moved up to caress my cheek before he shifted his attention to my neck. His breath was hot as it ghosted against my skin.

He planted tender kisses along the sensitive skin behind my ear and I gasped, feeling shivers rack down my spine.

My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. The connection between us was growing undeniable and all-consuming.

Lucas's fingers worked to pull down the straps of my bra, slowly revealing more of my skin.

I pulled away from his mouth, watching with heavy-lidded eyes as anticipation grew with every touch.

When I was fully exposed to Lucas, his eyes darkened as he took me in.

I felt my heart beating faster.

"You're beautiful," his voice was barely above a whisper. "Do you know that?"

"Not as beautiful as you." I crashed my lips back on his like they were connected by a magnet.

The thought of how alone we truly were in this moment, immersed in our own bubble of desire made me want him even more.

The outside world seemed to slip away, and nothing else seemed to matter.

Lucas leaned down, his warm breath dancing over my skin, igniting all of my senses.

He put his full weight on me and I reveled in the way our bodies molded together.

Lucas kissed down my body, each press of his lips was a promise of the passion that was soon to follow.

When he reached my underwear, he looked up at me from under his lashes.

His fingers gently moved across my bare skin, hooking themselves under the thin fabric.

I sucked in a breath as Lucas kept his hands there, not moving them any further.

"Are you teasing me?" I asked, sitting up on my elbows.

Lucas was planted directly in between my legs, staring up at me. He batted his lashes, trying to appear innocent but his eyes were telling a different story.

Just as I was about to ask him again, I felt Lucas brush a hand over the delicate skin of my inner thigh.

It was unexpected and I found myself flinching.

"Don't be scared," Lucas said carefully, not letting his hand leave my skin. He took a deep breath as his hands massaged my skin.

Oh god, if this wasn't teasing or torture, then I didn't know what this was.

My body wanted him all over me as my skin reacted to his touch.

"Lucas," I warned, feeling myself reaching a point of desire.

He moved his mouth down, now kissing the skin instead of touching it.

I let my head fall back onto the soft mattress as he kissed me.

I allowed myself to shut my mind off and just focus on the feel of him trying to please me.

This was a first for me, and Lucas knew that. He was taking his time to make sure that I enjoyed every single moment.

Suddenly, I felt his hand go flat over my underwear as he applied a gentle pressure.

I bit my lip to hold myself back from making a sound.

His hand moved again, rubbing in small circles over the fabric of my underwear.

"Lucas," I breathed, needing to let him know how he was affecting me. "That feels so good."

"I've hardly started," Lucas's voice sounded deep and husky as he continued to work his hand over me.

Just when I didn't think the feeling could get any better, Lucas hooked his fingers on the top of my underwear, pulling them off completely.

I felt a little embarrassed because Lucas had never looked at me so exposed before. Even when we had sex the first time, we were under the covers in darkness.

But now, Lucas could really see all of me.

My eyes searched his, trying to gauge his reaction to all of this.

Lucas looked like a man who had been stranded on a deserted island, starving for food. His eyes trailed over every inch of my body, and I should've felt uncomfortable by his staring.

I should've felt insecure or self-conscious, but instead, I felt confident. Sexy. Wanted.

His mouth found mine again, the intensity building with every passing second.

Lucas's hands roamed my body, awakening a fiery hunger inside me that only he could satisfy.

"I'm not done yet." Lucas moved back down to place himself in-between my thighs.

He buried his head there and wasted no time.

I felt him playfully nip my skin there before his tongue run up all of my most sensitive parts.

He swirled his tongue in circles, back and forth as I screwed my eyes shut.

The feeling was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

Just when I thought it couldn't get any more pleasurable, Lucas began to rub his thumb over me again.

My hips moved up on their own accord, and Lucas wrapped a arm around my waist to keep me still.

"Don't move," he ordered, continuing to lick and suck on my skin.

I couldn't even hide back my moan as Lucas carefully inserted a finger inside of me. The feeling was too much. The kisses, the touching, the licking, the sucking.

My body felt like it was experiencing so many different emotions. I couldn't even process the build up.

Lucas looked up at me and again, his eyes were much brighter than normal.

Was he enjoying this as much as I was? He had to be... I remember what he told me his glowing eyes meant.

"Shana," he said, pulling his mouth away from me, but his fingers kept working against me.

"Mmm," I managed to get out.

"Now, your eyes are glowing," he said, and a grin took over his face.

Looking down at him with that smile on his face was enough to send me over the edge. My legs began to shake in an uncontrollable way, and I had to push Lucas away because the sensitivity was too much for me to handle.

I turned over onto the mattress, burying my face in the sheets as I tried to calm my breathing.

My body was completely relaxed.

I felt the bed dip beside me as Lucas laid down, bringing me into his chest. His face nuzzled into the crook of my neck as he held me tightly.

"Are you okay?" he asked with a hint of banter. "Did you enjoy that?"

"What do you think, smart ass?" I retorted back, earning a laugh from him.

He kissed my neck and gave it a playful bite, only making me feel hot all over again.

"Don't call me a smart ass."

"Or what?" I asked, knowing that I was playing on dangerous territory.

Lucas nipped my skin again. "You don't want to know, Shana. I could make you feel that way all night and never stop. Constant teasing..."

My cheeks heated at the possibility.

"That doesn't sound threatening to me."

Instantly, Lucas turned my face toward him and began to kiss me all over again.