Olive's P.O.V.
"I'll do my best." He told me with a look of determination and sympathy.
He could tell I was feeling anxious about tomorrow. I mean who wouldn't be? There's a possibility I have cancer right now.
Damn mass in my breast!
Lucas easily lowered his arms, letting me know he had been letting me keep them there. There was a deep admiration in his eyes, that was freaking me out a little from the intensity. I looked away feeling too self conscious under his gaze. Lucas brought his mouth down to my neck, kissing it tenderly. It wasn't the usual sucking and marking he liked to do. He kissed down to the opened collar of my shirt, before sliding his hands under it and helping me out of it.
He then continued his light kisses over my torso, around my breast, and down my stomach. His hands sensually pulled my pants down at the speed of a snail, letting his fingertips tickle my skin along the way. I bit my lip, enjoying these gentle touches he was giving me. This hadn't been something I had experienced with him before. It's usually so hot and heavy, but right now, it feels really intimate.
When my pants were discarded to the floor along with my underwear, he pulled his shirt off with one arm, by the collar. He leaned down over me, kissing my lips again, licking at them, and forcing them to part, allowing him access to my mouth. He nibbled at my lip lightly, sending waves of pleasure through me all the way down to my toes. His hand trailed over my side, past my ribs, and towards the hard buds of my n*pple.
My breath hitched when his fingers pinched at them, rolling it between them. I squirmed beneath him, wanting him to be deep inside me already. The wait was killing me, and if he doesn't get inside me soon, I'll be begging him to in a couple of minutes. He let one of his hands run down to my leaking center. His finger slid across my slanted lips, parting my wet folds. His middle finger slipped inside of me as he curled his finger in me, rubbing at the sensitive area inside, while his thumb applied pressure to my cl*t. I couldn't help, but moan against his lips.
I felt my toes start to curl as my pleasure rose and rose. It was pooling deep inside me, getting ready to burst if I was touched just right. If I had super powers I would make this moment last for hours. I could spend days locked away in a room with Lucas, doing nothing but this, and be perfectly content. He knew just how to touch me to make my body respond to him. He knew it better than I did at times, giving me things I didn't know I needed.
He pulled his finger out of me, standing on his feet to remove his pants. I looked into those brown eyes of his, finding them already on me. There was still that deep admiration in them, but I didn't shy away this time. I kept my gaze fixed on his, even as he climbed over me. I didn't look away or close my eyes, as his d*ck touched my entrance. I was pretty sure that I wasn't even blinking at this point, or if I was, I was doing it at the same time he was.
Lucas inserted himself painstakingly slowly inside of me. I moaned loudly when he was balls deep in me. I gripped onto his back, making sure to dig my fingers in deeply. I wanted to leave my own mark on him that was more than just a hickey. I knew I shouldn't feel this need to mark him, but for some reason I did.
"Deeper, Lucas." I whispered into his ear.
I want to see how much of him I could really take. I want to see what more Lucas has to offer me. He showed me exactly what he could do for about 3 hours this afternoon. He did nothing, but bring me pleasure. He had me yelling his name many times, taking me in all kinds of ways all over this apartment. Currently, we ended up with us on the bed. We were both breathless and sweaty. My hair kept clinging to my forehead because of it. I turned to my side and looked at Lucas, who eventually felt my gaze and turned to look back at me.
"What's on your mind, Rose?" He asked me.
"Stay here with me tonight?" I blurted out before I could stop myself. That is a terrible idea, and I know it. Yet, somehow it sounds absolutely perfect.
"I would love nothing more, but could we do it at my apartment? I have some work I need to do." He cleared the hair from my face as he spoke.
"I'm so sorry. Am I keeping you from work?" I realized that in all this time I had never asked him what he did. I never bothered to ask and see if he was working when I would text him. I know nothing about his schedule, and yet he comes any time I ask him to. Does that mean he really does like me?
"Don't worry about it, Rose. It's nothing, just some paperwork that needs my eyes to look over." He rubbed my cheek with a small smile. "Please, don't make me sleep without you after you offered for me to."
He widened his eyes to make it seem like they were glistening just like the eyes of a cartoon puppy. It made me smile wider than I meant to, which in turn had Lucas smirking. He leaned forward, grabbing my chin.
"So is that a yes?" He asked me.
"Yes. It's a yes." I nodded. "First let me get dressed and pick something to wear for tomorrow."
"I'll make sure to get us there early tomorrow, so don't worry about anything. We will all be there for you. All of us." He assured me, all I could do was nod my head at his words. "I'll go find my clothes, and let you get ready."
He kissed my forehead, leaving me feeling lonely on the bed for a moment. I reluctantly kicked the sheets off me, letting the cold air hit my skin in protest. My legs were feeling wobbly from the insane sex we just had. I had never had sex for so long before. I was the same kind of sore I'd be after running a marathon. My legs felt heavy as I got dressed, collecting some clothes for tomorrow.
I found Lucas dressed and leaning against the back of the couch. He was typing away on his phone, making me wonder who he was talking to. It seems I still don't trust him fully, despite his sweet words. The need to look at his phone, and see who he was texting, was eating away at me. I have no right and it's honestly such an invasion of privacy. I need to get over myself.
"I'm ready now." I said, stepping towards him.
He immediately put his phone down, giving me his half smirk as he held his hand out towards me. I grabbed it, letting him guide me out of the flat and to his car. The sun seemed to be halfway down the sky now, getting close to setting as the evening progressed. My stomach rumbled loudly in the car, making me blush and Lucas laugh.
"I'll order us some food when we get to my place." He smiled as he pulled onto the street.
He threw me his phone a second later, letting it land on my lap. I stared at him with a raised brow in confusion.
"Pick a song to play." He told me, holding his thumb over the phone to unlock it.
It was hard for me to not click on his texts and see who he was talking to. I opened his music, seeing we actually had similar tastes. I scrolled through trying to find the right song. I somehow felt a lot of pressure to choose the right song. His phone vibrated in my hand, letting us both know he had received a text.
"Who is it?" Lucas asked.
"Um..what if I told you I was an android person that had no idea how to work an iPhone?" I asked shyly, unsure how to see who had texted him. He laughed again.
"Just open my texts." He shook his head with a smile.
I was surprised he was giving me permission to open his texts like that. I managed to figure out how to get back to the home screen seeing the text app on the bottom. I clicked it open, and saw he had an unread message from his mom.
"It's your mom." I told him.
"Read it to me?" He asked as he turned right on the street.
"Okay, uh, it says: Lucas, you better not start any drama with your uncle this time. It's my birthday and I want to have a nice time with my family."
I read the text out loud to him, feeling embarrassed. I wasn't sure if that was something he really wanted me to know or not. I turned to look at him, seeing he wasn't phased by it.
"Tell her I'll do my best as long as he does." He said.
I typed the message out to his mom and hit send. I began to wonder what was going on between him and his uncle that would warrant such a text from his mother.
"Music please, Rose." He reminded me.
"Oh right." I saw the list of names on his texts as I went to go back to his music app. I saw his mom's name, Leo's, Lisa's and even Hailey's, but under all of them was Janessa. My stomach twisted and I felt a pang of jealousy. I thought he said he broke it off. Why is her name still there? I felt my face contort in disappointment before I could stop it.