His lips are on mine before I can formulate a solid thought. His lips are soft and consume me. My eyes flutter to a close when he grabs the back of my neck and pulls me closer to him, deepening the kiss and wiping my brain of all sane thoughts.
My first kiss.
Is it his first kiss, too?Do I want it to be?
The soft touch of lips soon turns wet and dirty with strong swipes of his tongue against mine, and I melt.
“Do you know how long I’ve thought about fucking these gorgeous lips?” he whispers, after pulling back for much-needed air.
I don’t want to open my eyes. I’m afraid that I’ll be reminded of what a bad idea it is to make out with my best friend, but they snap open when he slides my dress off my shoulder.
“Lucas…”
“This dress. I’ve been thinking all day of tearing it off of you, so you never have to wear anything short like it again.” His eyes flash with heat as they meet mine. “Don’t you know that no one else is allowed to see you like this?”
“I….” My protests turn into a gasp, and then a moan when he tears the thin material, exposing my left breast.
“You like it, don’t you? You like what you do to me?”
I have no idea what the hell he’s talking about, and I don’t care, as his rough fingers are on my sensitive breast, squeezing it and pinching the nipple.
“You like that you drive everyone around you insane.” He tears off the other strap of my dress and drags my bra down with it before turning me, so I’m facing the wall.
The loud slap and sting on my ass come out of nowhere, and a cry escapes my lips, even as my sex throbs with a needy ache.
Lucas spanks my ass again before pushing his front to my back and breathing into my neck. “No one else gets to see you or touch you, Annie.”
This is insane. What the fuck is happening? Is he a caveman?
“You are mine,” he whispers, kissing a trail down my neck, sending a tremor down my body. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Lucas….”
“Say it,” he growls, spanking my ass once again. The ache is unbearable. His fingers feather their way to my drenched folds, and a single touch is enough to have me jerking back against his erection.
When he rocked his dick against my slit and came on me earlier, it’d been so sinfully erotic that I wonder if he’ll do the same now, or….
“Oh god.” I cry out when his thumb strokes my sensitive clit. This is the cruelest form of torture, and yet, I don’t want it to end. I don’t want him to stop.
“I want to hear you say it, and then maybe I’ll give you what you want. My tongue, my fingers…, my dick,” he rasps, his voice heavy with need.
“I… we… just this once.” I force out the words, which is such a chore in itself, what with Lucas strumming my body like an instrument. My sex is clenching with so much want, so much need, that I can’t fight it anymore.
I want to give in, surrender to the need.
I can give in. Just this once.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Lucas
Mine!
Anna is stubborn, always has been, and it’s one of the things I find so goddamn sexy about her. Still, she is out of her mind, if she thinks that I’ll go back to standing on the sidelines once I’ve had a taste of her. There is no going back, and I need to make sure that she won’t want to live without my touch.
She whines when I draw my fingers from her wet pussy and turn her to face me, but before she can voice any protests, I pick her up, smiling when she eagerly wraps her thighs around my waist.
I lay open-mouthed kisses on her neck as I carry her to the master bedroom. The thick mounds in my hands are soft to the touch, and I knead her butt cheeks roughly, enjoying how her breasts rub against my shirt.