“Any requests?” he asked.
“Take off your pants.”
He grinned at me over his shoulder. “I meant music.”
“Oh. Hmmmm.” I rested my chin on my shoulder. “Don’t you have an American Chick in My Apartment playlist?”
“No, as a matter of fact, I don’t.”
“Well then…you can choose.”
I nodded, and a moment later, music pulsed softly from hidden speakers. Lucas turned around and took off his t-shirt, dropping it to the floor. No lie, I licked my lips, unable to take my eyes off his bare chest, tight abs, and na**d back while he went into the other room to turn off the lights.
He returned to the bedside just as my patience was at the breaking point, and he left the lamp on the nightstand burning.
“Come here,” he said.
On my knees, I moved to the edge of the bed, my legs quivering. I wanted this, wanted it badly, but it had been so long since I’d been with anyone besides Tucker…I was simultaneously ecstatic and terrified. Lucas cradled my face in his hands and kissed the tip of my nose. I could practically feel the heat radiating from his bare skin, and my hands ached to touch him.
“We only go as far as you want to,” he whispered, planting kisses on each cheek, my forehead, my lips, and then bending to rub his lips on my throat.
As far as I wanted to go? My mind exploded with all the far places I wanted to go with Lucas. Extremely far places. Places so remote I’d never even thought about visiting them with anyone else before.
“Lucas.” I slid my hands up the sizzling skin on his chest. “My blouse hooks behind my neck. Stop talking and undo it.”
Once he’d lifted my blouse from my arms and set it aside, he lowered his mouth to my shoulder and reached behind me to undo my strapless bra. Chills cascaded down my arms as cool air swept over my br**sts. Finally we were both na**d from the waist up, and Lucas wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, our bare chests pressed together. “You’re so beautiful.” His voice was reverent and raw at the same time, and his hot torso against mine made my blood go from simmering to molten.
I slid my hands up his shoulders as his mouth slanted over mine. Lucas’s touch was warm on my skin, but I shivered when he moved one hand to my stomach and up my chest, brushing his thumb across one nipple. It tingled beneath his touch and I arched my back, desperate for more.
“Oh God, your body,” he murmured, dropping his lips to the swell of one breast. He kissed his way to its peak and circled my nipple with his tongue before taking it in his mouth and sucking gently. My mouth dropped open, my breath coming hard. I have to get my hands on him.
Running one hand down the front of his jeans, my core clenched when I felt how hard and thick he was. Slowly I rubbed my hand up and down the solid length of his c**k through his pants and imagined what he would feel like inside me. It was enough to make me stop breathing momentarily.
I reached for his zipper.
But before I could get it down, Lucas looped an arm around my back and moved us lengthwise on the bed, bracing his arms at my sides and settling his h*ps over mine. Then he kissed me again, setting fire to my lips and tongue as I widened my knees and slid my hands down his lower back.
Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod. Just the weight of his hard, tight body between my legs was goddamn glorious. And when he started to move—
Jesus, did I just yelp?
I couldn’t help it. Gripping his ass, I pulled him into me, feeling his hard c**k right where I needed it, even through two layers of underwear and two pairs of jeans. I gasped, bucking up against him, feeling more than ever like a teenager, about to go off just from this. We still had our pants on, for f**k’s sake. But God, I’m close already! If he just keeps the rhythm steady, keeps his dick right there, yes, yes, yes, yes, right there, maybe moves a little quicker… I yanked him into me harder and moved my h*ps faster.
“Mia, Mia.” Lucas swept his lips across my cheek to my earlobe, which he took between his teeth for a second. “Slow down, gorgeous. I’m not in a rush.”
“I know, but it just feels so good, and it’s been so long since I…I don’t want it to go away,” I whimpered.
He picked his head up and looked at me strangely. “Don’t want what to go away?”
“My orgasm.”
“Your orgasm goes away?”
I opened my eyes and peeked at him. “Well, let’s just say it’s only made a rare appearance during actual sex these last couple years. So when I feel one coming on, I—”
“You feel one coming on already?” The pride in his voice was unmistakable.
“Yes, so please don’t stop.” I kissed his chin, his jaw, his throat. “God, you smell good.” Burying my face in his neck, I breathed him in, digging my heels into the back of his thighs.
“Mia.” Lucas took my wrists and pinned them next to my ears on the pillow. “Look at me, please.”
“That’s not going to help me slow down.” But I looked up at his handsome face, my heart beating faster still as I took in the full lips, the straight nose, the long lashes.
“Listen. I don’t know what kind of ass**les you’ve been with before, but I promise you, your orgasm will not only make an appearance tonight, it will be the star of the show.”
My ni**les perked up even more. “Really?”
“Really.” He slid down my body, trailing kisses from my lips down the center of my chest to my belly button. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, rubbing his mouth and chin back and forth just above the lace of my underwear. “In fact, I will venture to say that there may even be an encore or two.”