“It’s not like that. We’re friends,” I said through gritted teeth, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of upsetting me.
“Well, you are twenty-two,” she said matter-of-factly. “Your beauty won’t last forever.”
I shook my head in disbelief and headed out before I’d lose my temper. It was better I didn’t get into it with her. And if I got the job, I would be moving out sooner rather than later.
I knocked on his door and he immediately opened it.
“I thought we could watch something while we eat,” he grinned coyly, making the butterflies reappear for the third time in one day.
“That sounds good. Also I think that’s the perfect way to stop me from obsessing about what’s going to happen tomorrow.”
He had already put the pizza box down on the coffee table with a couple of beers and paper towels. Lucas picked a movie from Netflix and we ate, drank and laughed all throughout. It was exactly what I needed.
After the movie ended and all the food had been demolished, I helped him clean up and then headed towards the door. Lucas wrapped his arms around me and this time our hug didn’t come to an end as quickly. My head rested against his solid chest and I took in his intoxicatingly mouthwatering scent. Finally, we broke apart with smiles on our faces.
“You’re gonna ace it,” he grinned as I stepped outside. I gave him a nervous nod and then walked home.
I made my way back to my room, closing the door behind me. I felt so warm inside. Despite what had happened, things were good and I was blessed to have a friend like Lucas in my life. And hopefully, tomorrow, I’d get the job and life would become even better. These hopeful and positive thoughts slowly pulled me into a restful sleep.
Chapter 5
Lucas.
I was just finishing up double checking contracts at work when my phone rang. I glanced at the screen, noticing that it was Amelia. The job! My insides filled with anticipation.
“Hello!” I answered enthusiastically.
At first, incomprehensible screaming was the only thing I heard from the other end of the line. Then she squealed, “I got it!”
Her glee was contagious and a smile spread across my face. “Congratulations!”
“Thank you, Lucas! I’m so excited right now,” she giggled.
“Do you have any plans for tonight? I’d like to take you out to celebrate.” I heard the words come out of my mouth. The thought had only popped into my head seconds earlier. It was an incredible achievement and it needed to be celebrated.
More shrieking ensued and I had to move the phone away from my ear in an attempt to protect my eardrum. “Yes, yes, yes! I’d love to!”
“Awesome. I know the perfect cocktail bar. Drinks are on me. Let’s meet there in an hour. I’ll text you the address!”
I forwarded the contracts to our lawyers and then rummaged through one of the drawers, pulling out a black button up shirt and a pair of black slacks. Yes, I had spare clothes in my office because you never knew when an unexpected business meeting could occur. I freshened up in the bathroom and tried to force my blond hair from a shaggy one into a stylish one with mediocre success. My hair just seemed to have a life of its own.
I walked back to my office and quickly changed into my all black ensemble, then sprayed a little bit of cologne on. After all, we were going to a cocktail bar. It wasn’t like I was trying to seduce her. Even if I was trying to win her back.
I put on my coat and then headed out, leaving my bike at the office. An occasion like this called for a cab plus I didn’t want to be drunk-biking. I chuckled at the thought.
A cab took me right in front of the spot and a couple of minutes after arriving, Amelia climbed out of another cab. She was dressed in a little black dress that hugged every single curve on her body. Her dark hair flowed freely and her grey eyes sparkled as soon as she spotted me.
“You look great,” I said to her as she flung her arms around my neck. I pulled her against me, feeling her soft body pressing against mine as I hugged her warmly. When we pulled apart, I could've sworn I saw a hint of redness on her cheeks.
“So do you. And I’m so ready to celebrate,” she beamed and I nodded. We stepped inside the bar and walked up to the counter to order a couple of drinks and then found a free table to sit in.
The next couple of hours were spent downing a delicious drink after drink. Amelia shared about the job and how the partners had told her that she’d been picked for it. Time flew by and before either of us realized, it was already 9 p.m. My growling stomach pulled me back into reality as it dawned on me that I hadn’t had anything to eat since lunch.
“I’m starving,” I let out a hearty laugh as my stomach kept protesting. “I was thinking we could head to this awesome Mexican spot nearby? They got the best tacos. And margaritas,” I added as I watched her finish her drink eagerly.
“Yes please. I gotta admit I’m feeling a little tipsy after these,” she gestured at the empty glasses. “Tacos sound like a dream come true.”
We walked a couple of blocks to the packed restaurant and they luckily had a free table for us. After ordering and devouring tacos to our hearts’ content, we sipped on a couple of margaritas. The restaurant was getting more and more crammed by the hour and it became hard to hear what the other was saying. The waitress swung by, urging us to either order more or free up the table since there were more people waiting to be seated.
“That’s okay, we can head out,” I told her, handing my card.
“No, let me get this, you already got us the cocktails,” Amelia protested.
I shook my head and put my pin on the machine. “Nonsense. We came to celebrate your achievement. You can get me another time.”
She pouted playfully in a defeated manner and let out a thankful giggle.
We got up and after getting into our coats, headed out into the night. The weather was borderline cold but luckily I managed to hail us a cab without any difficulties.
Even though the ride back was quick, I couldn’t help noticing her eyes skimming over me at times. Her hand was resting on the seat next to mine and the air between them felt charged, electric. It took everything from me to not place my hand on top of hers. Right after I thought I couldn’t take it any longer, the cab pulled over and we climbed out.
We stood on the curb in silence, just observing each other. The cool air felt unusually warm and tingling.
“Thanks for being a great friend,” Amelia finally broke the silence and stepped in, wrapping her arms around me. As I felt her warm body against mine, I knew the time for me to speak up about my feelings had arrived—it was now or never.
Just as I was about to begin, her lips pressed on mine, taking me by surprise.
As fast as it had happened, the moment had passed.
“I’m sorry,” she said quietly, blushing.
I slipped my hand into her hair. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” I replied, pulling her to me again. Our lips met in the middle and our kiss turned needy and passionate.
I’d missed the feeling of her soft, rosy lips pressed on mine. My other hand rested on the small of her back as her fingers plunged into my hair, pulling me closer to her. Her lips opened up and I accepted the invitation by slipping my tongue inside her mouth to massage hers. After what felt like an eternity, we pulled apart, both of us smiling stupidly at each other.
“There’s something I’d like to tell you,” I said to her. “Let’s go to mine.”
We walked up the steps to my house in silence and I opened the door for her.
“I think I have some ice cream. That could be good since we didn’t have dessert at the Mexican spot,” I suggested, grinningly.
Amelia nodded and stripped out of her coat, then we made our way to the kitchen and she sat down at the table.
I pulled out a tub of Ben&Jerry’s from the freezer and after filling two bowls with it, carried them to the table where I sat down at the opposite side.
“So, I saw my parents the other day and that made me realize some things,” I began as Amelia spooned some of the ice cream into her mouth. “I know I told you that we used to move around a lot when I was a kid. But what I didn’t share with you was that I was so used to saying goodbye to people that I avoided making friends because of it. And somehow, I think I was subconsciously doing the same to you by not being a hundred percent open with you,” I told her regretfully.
Amelia’s grey eyes were fixed on me as she ate and listened.
“I never thought of you as a trophy hunter or a gold digger but for some reason I was hesitant about sharing the truth about myself. Honestly, I think it was because my ex only cared about the money after I told her,” I sighed. “That whole thing messed me up more than I thought. I’ve never opened up to anyone after that, even though it happened like a decade ago. I only have one friend who you’ve met and other than him, I’ve just stuck to myself.”
I paused to eat a couple of spoonfuls of my melting ice cream before continuing.
“But my parents, well mainly my mom, made me realize that if I ever wanted to win you back, I needed to open up to you. And I do want to,” I revealed, looking deeply into her eyes. I knew what I wanted to say next, but it took everything from me to be able to speak the words out loud after so many years of staying guarded. I’d needed to come clean and tell her, even though I had no idea if she even felt the same way.
I sucked in a deep breath. “I’m in love with you Amelia Foster.”
Her spoon dropped from her hand, creating a clinking sound when it made contact with the bowl. She bit down on her lip and her grey eyes looked as if they were glistening. The bets were off. All I could do was wait for her to either make my dreams come true or cause them to come crashing down.
“I understand you,” she finally said, her voice trembling. “I’m also so used to being by myself. I refused to let anyone close and you already know that I don’t get along with my mother..and you can probably see why,” Amelia let out a nervous laugh.
My insides were twisting and turning, hoping to make out where her words were going.
“And I guess because I was so used to being by myself, when I thought you didn’t trust me with the truth, I did something I’ve always done. I isolated myself. Which I know was wrong and a really bad habit,” she reached for my hand, taking it into hers. The knot in my stomach seemed to loosen up and I could feel hope slowly seeping in through the cracks.
“I should’ve realized that it’s okay to have support. Even if you want to create your own success, you don’t have to do it all by yourself. That’s where I went wrong,” she gave me a faint smile as a single tear rolled down her cheek. “It’s okay to depend on someone. And you were trying to be that for me.”
I reached to wipe the tear from her beautiful face, but she stopped me. For the longest fraction of a second, my heart felt like it was sinking.
Could it be that she wasn’t there yet? Love, after all, was a lot to take in.
She hesitated for a moment but then spoke. “I love you too Lucas Carter.”
I was up from my chair so fast that I almost tripped over. I rounded the table and pulled her up, taking her into my arms as our lips met each other.
Chapter 6
Amelia.
We stumbled into the bedroom, our lips still locked in their slow-burning dance of passion. Lucas’ hands trailed down my sides, stopping at the hem of my dress before he slipped one of them under it, grazing my thigh. I gasped to his mouth as his hand cupped me, massaging me over my panties.
“I’ve missed you so much,” he grunted, without releasing his lips from mine.
My fingers worked relentlessly on his shirt, undoing each button until it hung open, revealing his chiseled chest. I forced my lips away from his, pushing them on his skin, tasting it, savoring it.
“I missed you too,” I panted as my tongue swirled on his skin.
In one swift move, he pulled my dress up and threw it on the floor into a small pile. As soon as the dress had landed, his fingers unclasped my bra, freeing my breasts. Lucas’ baby blue eyes lit up hungrily, his hands flinging to hold them still as his mouth found a nipple. I moaned at the sensation of his mouth sucking it, nipping it and licking it. My back arched to meet his lips, craving more of his touch.
I could feel my face getting flustered as his hands roamed my body. Suddenly Lucas grabbed my ass with a determined squeeze, causing me to inhale deeply. I moved my fingers from his hair down to his fly and undid his pants before pulling them down. His erection was pressing hard against my stomach as his mouth worked on my breasts. I rubbed his cock through his briefs, feeling it turn harder and harder from my touch. A wave of heat rushed from my face, down my torso and settled in the apex of my thighs, my wetness as clear as day to me.
All of a sudden, he released my nipple from his mouth and led me down onto the bed. His fingers looped around the waistband of my tights and he yanked them off me, accidentally ripping them as he did so. I giggled and he flashed an apologetic look at me.
“My bad,” he smirked, moving his hands to my panties and dragging them down. “I guess it’s hard for me to contain myself now that I have you all to myself again.”
I felt his hot breath on my nether regions, causing painfully pleasurable vibrations to travel on my skin. Goosebumps rose on my skin in anticipation of his touch.
Lucas inhaled, taking in my scent and then licked his lips in the most erotic way possible, his baby blue eyes reveling on my body. My hands flung to my breasts, attempting to grasp something to prevent me from falling completely. But as I did so, I knew it would be for nothing: I was helpless in his arms. In the most primal way possible. He had the capability of completely unraveling me, making me belong to him and him only. He had my body, mind and soul.
His tongue flicked out, touching my inner thigh before he scooped his hands under my butt, adjusting himself better for what was to come. I whimpered, glancing down at his eyes observing me hungrily.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” he growled, and then his tongue slipped between my folds, making me lose myself.
I was completely his, and all I knew to be true was his lips pressed on me and his slow, languid motions that were bringing me immeasurable pleasure. I was helpless.
“Delicious,” he muttered as his tongue worked on me, circling my clit while I moaned, powerless in his hold.
The familiar pressure was building up again from his motions, driving me closer and closer to the edge until I couldn’t take it anymore. I came apart in his hold, screaming out his name as the strongest orgasm of my life crashed into me with such force, it felt like the wind was knocked out of me.
Instead of stopping, Lucas kept going, his tongue working its magic on my center. The waves kept slamming into me, causing the orgasm to keep going and going, repeating itself over and over again. I was lost.
“Amelia,” I heard him murmur, realizing that he had finally finished his delicious assault on my pussy. I opened my eyes, my legs still shaking and was met with his loving face on top of mine, looking at me with such intensity that my emotions took over me. I felt tears gathering in my eyes, I could see his love for me in his baby blues.
“Are you okay?” Lucas asked worriedly and I nodded, slipping my fingers into his hair and pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss. I could taste my desire for him all over his lips, making me crave him even more.
“I love you,” I whispered as our lips broke apart, stroking the side of his face tenderly with my fingers.
Lucas smiled sheepishly, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. “I love you too, baby.”
I lowered my hand down to his boxers, stroking him through the fabric. Slipping my fingers underneath his waistband, I yanked down and his cock sprang free, thick and hard. My fingers wrapped around his shaft and started gliding along the warm, velvety skin. Lucas let out a hiss, his eyes closing from the pleasure I was giving to him.<
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With my other hand around his neck, I guided him at my entrance, spreading my legs more apart as I did so. His eyes flung open, a needful look filling them and he slowly rubbed himself along my center, gathering some of the wetness onto him.
His hands beside my head, he slowly pushed himself inside, inch by inch until we were fully intertwined. Our lips found each other, as his fingers tangled with mine, making us connected in all the ways possible. Tiny, little moans escaped my throat as his hips started thrusting, his cock plunging in and out and delivering the sensations that I had missed for the past weeks.
It didn’t take long for either of us to get closer to the edge—finally being here together felt excruciatingly pleasurable and amazing. It was all I could’ve hoped for. We had become one.
With a few last strokes, he tipped me over and I felt myself tightening up around him as his hands squeezed mine and he found his release at the exact same time.
We stayed close to each other for a while after, not wanting to break the connection. Lucas rolled next to me and pulled me into his arms, pressing his lips on mine in a needful way—as if being without the connection was unbearable.
“I’m so happy that you’re here,” he murmured into my ear as I snuggled up to him.
“So am I,” I smiled, meeting his eyes that were looking at me lovingly.
His blond hair was messy from our passionate love making and I could still feel my cheeks burning hot from earlier.
“I want to ask you something,” Lucas said with an unusually shy voice. “Would you like to move back here?”
My heart skipped a beat from his words and my insides fluttered happily.
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