Only so I can peek through and show him that I’m okay.
Lucas’s brows snap together at the sight of me.
God only knows what I look like right now.
Apparently a train wreck with my flushed cheeks and disheveled hair, and it’s evident in his tone. “Jesus, sweetheart, you okay?”
Again, I know Reign isn’t going to like it.
And he doesn’t.
But I guess this second ‘sweetheart’reallydidn’t sit well with him because in addition to squeezing my ass really painfully and biting on my clit, he also does something else.
Something that I never even imagined he would oranyonewould.
Lick me…there.
On my other hole.
And holy God, it’s a miracle that all I do is grip the door really tightly and curl my toes in my black Mary Janes as I say, “I’m fine, Lucas. I’m… I just need a minute after the study, okay? Can you please understand that? I know you mean well and my parents mean well too. But I just need some time alone. Please.”
And with that, I close the door with a snap, barely coming out of that alive.
I want to spin around and give it to Reign then. Lay into him. What was he thinking? What was he trying to do? We could’ve been caught.Hecould’ve been caught, and then my parents would’ve hated him even more.
But I can barely manage to take a relieved breath after Lucas, let alone put together a string of angry sentences, when he pushes me over the edge, the guy who’s down there, tormenting me, licking my pussy like he owns it. Without a care in the world.
Thatguy growls into my core and sucks my clit so hard that I come.
And I realize that he really wasn’t sucking on me until then.
He really wasn’t trying to make me come when his ex-best friend was here. He was merely toying with me, showing me who I belong to.
Showing me that I’m his.
At least for now.
So as I gush into his mouth, I forget being angry at him.
And then he’s emerging from behind me and pressing his wildly breathing chest on my spine. I arch up against him as he settles himself, his still uncovered and hard dick against the crease of my ass.
“You think he bought that?” he rasps in my ear.
I open my drowsy eyes, close my drooling mouth and reply, “I-I’m…”
He licks the side of my face like he always likes to do. “You think he really bought it that hissweetheartwanted to be alone?”
I reach back and put my hand on his face. “I don’t…”
“Or do you think he knew?” He doesn’t give me a chance to say anything as he goes on, rocking his hips, rubbing his dick up and down the crease of my ass. “I think he did.”
I rock back, my chest pressing into the door, my nipples hard and sore. “No.”
“In fact, I bet he took one look at you, at your bee-stung lips and he knew.”
“H-how?”
“Because, baby, your bee-stung lips don’t look bee-stung anymore.”