Lucas' P.O.V.
I decided to play my music this time before I pulled off campus. I wanted her to hear the artist I loved to listen to when I was trying to hype myself up. I played my Marshmello playlist, allowing his songs to play at random. Surprisingly, Rose knew some of them already, which only made me smile more as I drummed along on my steering away.
"Rescue me," she sang at the right time.
"When I found you, I found me." I sang with her.
This song really felt like our song. She rescued me, and according to her I rescued her too. It's not exactly a romantic song, but it feels right for us.
"Good to know we were both feeling upbeat music today," Rose said as we pulled into my parking garage.
"I guess it just goes to show how happy we both are feeling," I responded, keeping my eyes on the road until we parked.
"Lucas?" She called me, making me meet her eyes instantly.
She bit her lip nervously, driving my curiosity up. I can never tell what she's going to say or ask when she's like this. Her mind works so differently from my own, yet we understand each other so well.
"Yes, my Rose?"
"Were you being serious earlier? With Leo I mean." She flushed a beautiful shade of crimson as she asked.
She was still thinking about his comment of us living together. I wasn't being completely serious, but I certainly wasn't opposed to the idea, even if it would be crazy fast. Like ridiculously crazy fast.
"Maybe. Does that frighten you or excite you?" I asked her with a playful smirk and a raised brow. I was curious to know where her mind was with this topic.
"A little bit of both," she admitted, causing my heart to skip a beat in excitement.
She was actually thinking about it. She had let her mind wonder what it would be like to live with me. I did the same, imaging her in my bed every morning. I would have her beside me every night and every morning. It would be a dream come true, but I know we'd be insane to do it now.
"I feel the same way, Rose. Shall we head up now?" I asked her, seeing her nod.
She waited for me to open her door this time. I think she's noticed how much I like to do that for her. I popped my trunk open, grabbing the box of journals she'd given me. There's no way I'm leaving these unattended. Rose's cheeks were still tinged pink as she stayed silently thinking.
"How would you feel about having a drawer at my flat?" She asked biting her lip again.
"A drawer?" I raised a brow at her with a smirk.
"Yes, a drawer. You've been spending the night a lot, and then you have to leave to get clothes before you come back. I figure if you're now my boyfriend we'll be having more sleep overs and I'd rather your life be easier with you having a drawer with some spare clothes in it. I mean you don't have-"
"I'd love a drawer,'" I said, interrupting her sentence. "I'll make you one too." I winked at her, making her look away as she blushed further.
I loved that I could make her feel this way. She's blushing for me, not just because of what I'm saying, but because of the thoughts she's having of me. She was so beautiful with her rosy cheeks and flaming hair. I love her icy blue eyes and rosy red lips that pop against her pale skin. She's the epitomy of beauty and she's all mine.
My girlfriend.
We stepped out of the elevator to my floor, heading to my door. Rose took the keys from me, opening the door. She held the door open for me, since I was carrying the heavy box.
"Oh, such a gentle lady." I joked, making her smirk as she rolled her eyes.
"I believe you mean gentleman."
"Is there something you haven't told me, Rose?" I joked again, making her laugh.
"Mm, yes. I'm actually a very muscular large man. How could you not tell?" She joined in on the joke, making me laugh.
"Oh, my apologies, sir. Do forgive me."
"I'll let it slide this time, but don't forget who's the bigger man here," she said with a laugh.
"Yes, sir. You wear the pants in this relationship." I saluted her.
"Damn straight," she said with a nod as she closed my front door.
We both laughed as I placed her journals on the closest surface, in this case, my counter top.
"Need some helpt there?" She teased me, to which I just stuck my tongue out at her. She smirked playfully, making my heart race with her beauty.
"No, sir. I got this." I winked at her.
"Just making sure." She shrugged. "You should get to work. Stop using me as a distraction," she scolded me with a pointed finger.
"Yes, sir!" I kissed her forehead before, heading to my office.
The stack of papers were high and my motivation was low. About 30 minutes later, I felt like I was dying of boredom. I sighed heavily, causing Rose's little head to peek in through the door.
"Are you okay?" She cocked her head to the side so cutely.
"This is quite boring, Rose," I admitted with another sigh.
"How about I make it fun?" She asked, stepping into the office.
"And how do you plan to do that?" I leaned forward in my chair interested in what she'd propose.
"For every task you get done you'll be allowed to tell me to do something. It can be absolutely anything. I have to do what you say no matter what it is. What do you say?"
Rose was trusting me so much right now if she was willing to give me full control of her like this. She's asked me to take control during sex before, but this is different. This is more than that, and dammit if she didn't just light a fire under my ass.
"I say, hell yes."
She took a seat in one of the two chairs in front of my desk, just watching me work. It was distracting yet also motivating. I love the things Rose comes up with. They're always so fun and different.
"Done." I smiled up at her as I finished reviewing a contract and rejecting it.
"What's your command?" She asked with a smile.
"Come sit on my lap." I told her, pushing back on my chair so she could sit.
She got up without complaint, taking her place on my lap gingerly. I liked having her there as I worked. Again, distracting, but motivating. I wrapped my arm around her waist, grabbing the next paper and reading through it carefully. I could see her reading it with me as well. I wonder if she has any interest in this kind of stuff. Another 10 minutes later and I finished, finding it adequate.
"Done." I whispered in her ear.
"What would you like for me to do next?"
"Take your underwear off and sit back on my lap." I gave her my wicked smirk.
I wanted to feel her bare pussy against my thigh with only my pants in the way. If she weren't wearing a skirt I would have asked her to remove her pants, but this is so much better. I don't know what it is about knowing she has no underwear beneath her skirt that drives me wild, but it does. She got up, stepping out of her lacey black panties. She threw them at me with a smirk, before sitting back on my lap.
"Feel free to grind against me if the urge strikes you," I said with a smile, earning me an eye roll, but I felt her legs widen in response.
I wonder how far I can take this? What will I have her do next?