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"Yes, Rose?"
"Can you make me forget all about tomorrow?" My chest tightened, seeing her so anxious. I was anxious, too. Tomorrow determines a lot about her life.
"I'll do my best."
I'll give her what she wants as best I can
Chapter 18
Olive's P.O.V.
"I'll do my best." He told me with a look of determination and sympathy. He could tell I was feeling anxious about tomorrow. I mean, who wouldn't be? There's a possibility I have cancer right now.Damn mass in my breast!
Lucas easily lowered his arms, letting me know he had been letting me keep them there. There was a deep admiration in his eyes, which was freaking me out a little with its intensity. I looked away, feeling too self conscious under his gaze. Lucas brought his mouth down to my neck, kissing it tenderly. It wasn't the usual sucking and marking he liked to do. He kissed down to the opened collar of my shirt, before sliding his hands under it and helping me out of it.
He then continued his light kisses over my torso, around my breast, and down my stomach. His hands sensually pulled my pants down at the speed of a snail, letting his fingertips tickle my skin along the way. I bit my lip, enjoying these gentle touches he was giving me. This hadn't been something I had experienced with him before. It's usually so hot and heavy, but right now, it feels really intimate.
When my pants were discarded to the floor along with my underwear, he pulled his shirt off with one arm. He leaned down over me, kissing my lips again, licking at them, and forcing them to part, allowing him access to my mouth. He nibbled at my lip lightly, sending waves of pleasure through me down to my toes. His hand trailed over my side, past my ribs, and towards the hard buds of my nipple.
My breath hitched when his fingers pinched at them, rolling it between them. I squirmed beneath him, wanting him to be deep inside me already. The wait was killing me, and if he doesn't get inside me soon, I'll be begging him to in a couple of minutes. He let one of his hands run down to my leaking center. His finger slid across my slanted lips, parting my wet folds. His middle finger slipped inside of me as he curled his finger in me, rubbing at the sensitive area inside, while his thumb applied pressure to my clit. I couldn't help but moan from his lips.
I felt my toes start to curl as my pleasure rose and rose. It was pooling deep inside me, getting ready to burst if I was touched just right. I could spend days locked away in a room with Lucas, doing nothing but this, and be perfectly content. He knew exactly how to touch me to make my body respond to him. He knew it better thanIdid, giving me things I didn't know I needed.
He pulled his finger out of me, standing on his feet to remove his pants. I looked into those brown eyes of his, finding them already on me. There was still a deep admiration in them, but I didn't shy away this time. My gaze fixed on his, even as he climbed over me. I didn't look away or close my eyes as his dick touched my entrance. I was pretty sure I wasn't even blinking, or if I was; it was at the same time as him.
Lucas inserted himself painstakingly slowly inside of me. When he was balls deep in me, I moaned loudly, loving the feel of him. My fingers dug into his skin deeply as I gripped onto his back. I wanted to leave my mark on him, one that was more than just a hickey. I knew I shouldn't feel this need to mark him, but I did.
"Deeper, Lucas," I whispered into his ear.
I want to see how much of him I could take. I want to see what more Lucas has to offer me. He showed me exactly what he could do for about three hours this afternoon, repeatedly bringing me pleasure. He had me yelling his name many times, taking me in all kinds of ways all over this apartment. We ended it with us on the bed. We were both breathless and sweaty, causing our hairs to stick to our faces. I turned to my side and looked at Lucas, who eventually felt my gaze and turned to look back at me.
"What's on your mind, Rose?" He asked me.
"Stay here with me tonight?" I asked before I could stop myself. That is a terrible idea, and I know it. Yet, somehow, it sounds absolutely perfect.
"I would love nothing more, but could we do it at my apartment? I have some work I need to do." He cleared the hair from my face as he spoke.
"I'm so sorry. Am I keeping you from work?" I realized in all this time, I had never asked him what he did. Nor did I ask if he was working when I would text him. I know nothing about his schedule, and yet he comes any time I ask him to. Does this mean he really does like me?
"Don't worry about it, Rose. It's nothing, just some paperwork that needs my eyes to look over." He rubbed my cheek with a small smile. "Please, don't make me sleep without you after you offered for me to." He widened his eyes to make it look like they were glistening, like the eyes of a cartoon puppy. It made me smile wider than I meant to, which had Lucas smirking. He leaned forward, grabbing my chin.
"So, is that a yes?" He asked me.
"Yes. It's a yes." I nodded. "First, let me get dressed and pick something to wear for tomorrow."
"I'll get us there early tomorrow, so don't worry about anything. We will all be there for you.Allof us." He assured me, and all I could do was nod my head at his words. "I'll go find my clothes and let you get ready."
He kissed my forehead, leaving me feeling lonely on the bed for a moment. I reluctantly kicked the sheets off me, letting the cold air hit my skin in protest. My legs were feeling wobbly from the insane sex we just had. I had never had sex for so long before. I was the same sore I'd be after running a marathon. My legs felt heavy as I got dressed, collecting some clothes for tomorrow.
I found Lucas dressed and leaning against the back of the couch. He was typing away on his phone, making me wonder who he was talking to. I guess I still don't trust him fully, despite his sweet words. The need to look at his phone, and see who he was texting, was eating away at me. I have no right and it's honestly such an invasion of privacy. I need to get over myself.
"I'm ready now," I said, stepping towards him. He immediately put his phone down, giving me his half smirk as he held his hand out towards me. I grabbed it, letting him guide me out of the flat and to his car. The sun was halfway down the sky now, getting close to setting as the evening progressed. My stomach rumbled loudly in the car, making me blush and Lucas laugh.
"I'll order us some food when we get to my place." He smiled as he pulled onto the street. He threw me his phone a second later, letting it land on my lap. I stared at him with a raised brow in confusion.
"Pick a song to play," he told me, holding his thumb over the phone to unlock it.
It was hard for me to not click on his texts and see who he was talking to. I opened his music, seeing we actually had similar tastes. I scrolled through it, trying to find the right song, feeling a lot of pressure to choose the right one. His phone vibrated in my hand, letting us both know he had received a text.
