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I chuckle and push myself up on my elbows so I am in a half sitting, half lying down position. Lucas is tugging my pants and underwear down while looking around like he’s some sort of international spy. “Really,it’sokay,” I say. “I don’t want us to get caught.”
Lucas scoffs. “We’re not going to get caught.” He looks up at me, his mouth hovering above my womanhood. “Do you want me to get you off?”
I nod. “Yes, please.” I cringe at how stupid I sound.
However, whatever worries I have about sounding stupid completely leave me as my thoughts are soon replaced by his mouth, licking and sucking on my clit. I lay back down in the boat and gaze up at the clouds. My hands stroke his hair while his tongue works wonders on me.
“You are so fucking sexy,” he murmurs between kisses.
I groan, my legs trembling around him. His tongue continues stroking me while his fingers go in and out, slowly and deeply. He sucks me gently and my legs shiver as I try tokeep myself from crying out.He’s bringing me closer,I think while arching his back.His tongue really knows what it’s doing.
“You like that?”he asks.
I grip fistfuls of his hair and nod.I can feel myself peaking and spiraling upwards towards release.
He pulls away from me and I gasp, lifting myself up to scowl at him. “I can’t hear you.” Lucas taunts while waggling his eyebrows.
I moan as he bites the inside of my thigh.
“I want to hear you, Rachel.”
I moan when his tongue flicks against my clit. He does it again and I moan even louder, pulling him towards my womanhood.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes,” I hiss.
Lucas chuckles and I swear I just might hit him. “I can’t hear you.”
“Yes,” I shout and gasp as he takes me into his mouth, licking and sucking me. I fall back against the boat and moan while thrusting myself against him. He grabs my hips and pulls me closer towards him until my heels are digging into his back.
“Oh my God yes,” I gasp as he thrusts several fingers deep inside me. I feel myself peaking again. My moans are getting louder and I try to cover my mouth. Lucas grabs my hands, pressing them back into the boat.
I try to wiggle out of his hold, but I feel as if my body has become muddy against his mouth and I’m unable to move as he continues sucking on me. My moans become shouts and I thrust myself against him as pleasure blossoms within me.
“Lucas!” I scream, clenching my thighs around him and gripping his hands as pleasure washes through me, leaving my body a shivering mess in the middle of the boat. I gasp while trying to regain control over myself, but I feel like a used up rag doll.
Lucas crawls towards me and places a kiss on my lips. “Good?” He asks while smiling down at me.
I try to node, but my head lulls up and down as I stare up at him dreamily. “Very.”
I should really listen to Charlie more often.
***
Maybe I shouldn’t have listened to Charlie.
I sit at the cash register. It’s a slow Saturday morning. Most likely everyone is hung over from last night’s festivities. Or they’re too busy at some sort of meet or game to come spend their money on athletic clothes and accessories. It wouldn’t be all that bad, but Seth is hiding out in the back.
I’m beginning to suspect he’s pretty mad at me for going to Lucas’s meet last weekend. It doesn’t help that the whole week after hanging out with Lucas and getting my rocks off in his boat, Seth has spent it avoiding my very presence. Like now.
I look up at the clock and groan. It’s only been an hour. Three more to go. I sigh and push myself away from the desk. Maybe there’s something I can clean around here.
I walk over to the cleaning supplies closet, which is near the back exit and kept separate from the stock room. Which is annoying, because I would give anything to just saunter in there and see what he’s up to. Maybe say something along the lines of “How are you Seth?” I cringe. Most likely he would answer something rude or mean and then I would have to go back to the cash register annoyed.
I grab a broom and begin sweeping at the imaginary dust. It gives me something to do while I obsess over my predicament. I scowl down at the shiny floor. It’s not like I did anything wrong with Lucas. Seth and I aren’t even dating. He’s barely spoken to me since we hooked up and it’s not my fault he’s feeling all weird and awkward around me. I shouldn’t feel guilty about Lucas and Hunter. They’re always sharing their girls anyway.
I stop sweeping and stare up at the ceiling. Am I really one of their playmates that they toss around? It doesn’t feel that way to me. It feels more like… things are on my terms. That I have a substantial say. Not to mention, Lucas and Hunter are rather sweet. Hunter has kept up with the cleaning, which has been absolutely fantastic. And Lucas has been an amazing cuddle buddy. Seth… well Seth has been grumpy.
