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I cleared my throat. “You said no sex,” I managed to say.
“Splitting hairs, maybe, but oral sex is allowed.”
Allowed? I must have had quite a look on my face, because Lucas smiled. “Remember, in matters of the bedroom, I am in charge.”
Oh my god. Oh my god. Lucas. In charge.
“What, precisely, does that mean?” I asked, almost afraid of the answer.
But instead of giving it to me, he raised his hand for the waiter, who had just been walking by. “Check please?” he asked.
When the waiter walked away, Lucas gave me a look.
That look.
“Why don’t I just show you?”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
lucas
This was fucking madness.
The warped thinking that had me opening my apartment door above the shop and letting Charlee inside, thinking I wasn’t getting emotionally involved because we “weren’t having sex,” made as much sense as me getting discharged from the fucking Army I poured my heart and soul into for ten years. Not to mention the fact that this entire ‘fake dating’ situation was for her father’s benefit, yet I couldn’t bring myself to bring up the fact that we needed to actually be seen by him together for it to work.
It was like making a deal with the devil, but the devil was your own demon, long buried, coming back to rear its unwanted head in your life. The Charlee I had built up in my head, the one I didn’t lust after or care about because of how she ditched me, was fading quicker than my first platoon sergeant’s patience with me.
“It’s a bit. . . sparse.”
I closed the door, tossed my keys onto the kitchen counter, and didn’t mince words. “In about three seconds you’re not gonna give a shit how sparse it is, Charlee. I have the one thing that matters. A bed. Time to make good on the promise I made at dinner.”
I could almost see her pussy clench from here. Charlee’s entire body sagged, as if melting to the ground, and I took full advantage. Time to show my girl who was in charge.
Reaching her in two seconds flat, I tossed her purse off her shoulder, grabbed her, and lifted Charlee onto my waist. Her legs wrapped around me as my lips slammed onto hers. With both hands on her ass, I drew her in more deeply. My tongue demanded more as our kiss spiraled out of control.
I wasn’t gentle as I laid Charlee on the bed. If this were another woman, I’d not have unleashed the beast inside me so soon. If ever. But I knew Charlee better than most. Knew, instinctively, she’d feel safe with me. And more importantly, I knew she’d like it.
“Oh my God,” she said as I unzipped one of her boots and tossed it on the ground.
Since I hadn’t bothered to turn on any lights, only the faint ones from the street coming in from my bedroom window illuminated the sexy fucking woman in my bed. But it was enough.
“Like I said.” I unzipped the second boot and pulled both her socks off. Her dark toenail polish matched her nails. “I’m going to bury my face so far up your pussy.” I leaned over onto the bed to unbutton and unzip her jeans. “And not stop even when I can taste you coming.”
Charlee’s fingers gripped my comforter.
I’d both dreamed of and dreaded this very sight. Her in my bed like this.
“Fuck,” I muttered, looking at her. “You are one sexy fucking girl. Do you know that?”
“Lucas,” she whispered.
I yanked her jeans down. “You’re lucky these aren’t regular pants, or I would have torn them off,” I said, helping Charlee relieve herself of them. Groaning as those, too, were tossed to the floor, I got a look at her black lace thong. “You have incredible legs,” I said, moving on the bed and positioning myself between them. “But they are much too close together.”
The only reason I shimmied her hot lace thong off her body was because I didn’t want to scare her by tearing it off.
With my teeth.
Next time maybe.
