You Left | l.h.

7

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He whispered into my neck.

I knew I wanted to have sèx with him but all the problems it would stir up left me skeptical but we were both too into the moment to think rationally. I just muttered out a yes as he continued to slowly place kisses down my neck to my bare chest.

"Babygirl, are you still on the pill for all the stuff it helps with?" Luke pulled back a second to ask, and I nodded.

He pulled off his shirt since mine was already off and all I had left under it was my grey underwear. I flipped him over, unbuttoning his jeans while he smirked and watched me.

I gave him no warning before I was tugging down his boxers as well, pulling out his erèct member. I stroked him up and down a couple times before he was pulling me back up to be face to face with him.

"We can do foreplay another time, baby. I'm not going to last if you keep that up." He said, somehow out of breath.

I let him flip us over once again, he slowly pulled my underwear down. Moving down a little so he could place a couple kisses on the inside of my thigh before he placed one final kiss to the place I needed him most.

"You're so wet." He slightly chuckled in my ear when he came back up, clearly amused by what he could do to me.

He stopped for a moment, pinning my arms above my head and intertwining our fingers. I looked at him confused for a moment before he cleared up my thoughts.

"This is going to hurt at least a little I'm sure so, feel free to squeeze my hands or tell me to stop, okay?" He kissed my nose before I nodded.

"You promise?"

"Luke, if I need you to stop, I'll tell you, okay?" He smiled while still looking down at me.

He grabbed his hard cóck, pumping up and down a couple times before slowly beginning to slide in me, I didn't feel any discomfort until he was about halfway and he felt me squeezing his hand so he stopped for a moment and I was glad he both had self control and knew me well enough to know to stop.

I wasn't going to lie, Luke was quite larger than what you'd think, especially for our age and that wasn't helping the discomfort any but it was slowly fading away.

"Keep going." I stated but he gave me a look as if to ask "are you sure" but I just nodded again because it was all I could do.

He slid in all the way finally and thrusted a couple times until the pain was replaced by pleasure. It didn't take long for me to be moaning his name already and by the smirk on his face he wouldn't be forgetting this anytime soon.

"I can tell you're close." He panted, bringing his hand down to rub my clít.

I closed my eyes, parted my mouth, and tilted my head back as my òrgasm washed over me. I was a moaning mess, screaming out Luke's name and plenty of swear words to go along with it.

"That's it, babygirl. Keep saying my name, i'm so close."

He was closer than I expected because I soon felt spurts of his cüm shooting inside me and he soon fell on me slightly but still holding his weight so he wasn't crushing me.

"That was amazing." I said between breaths.

"Perfect." Luke corrected me, leaning up to kiss my lips again.

"I'm so tired but I need to shower."

"Wait right here." He said as if I was going to go anywhere right now, a sweaty and naked mess.

He came back moments later after I heard the shower turn on and picked me up bridal style, making me smile. I wasn't even thinking about how things would go back to how they have been tomorrow because I was too caught up in the moment.

He put me down, allowing me to get in the shower as he followed in behind me. I didn't mind but all of the sudden my insecurities were coming back and I was trying my best to hide myself and I think he was catching on to it.

"Evie."

"Eves."

"C'mon, look at me, Princess." He said, putting his hand under my chin to lightly turn my head to face him.

"You're beautiful, you don't need to cover up." I just shook my head.

"You were fine out there."

"Because I was so caught up in the moment and-" I was cut off by his lips.

"And you were beautiful out there, and you're still beautiful in here. Now, let's help wash each other." He said, making us both laugh.

Luke quickly washed himself before turning me around so he could put the shampoo in my hair and rub it in.

"If you get soap in my eye, Hemmings, I swear-"

"I won't, I won't."

I missed my best friend, not once did it occur to me until now, that he was acting how he use to, why? I thought he hated me, that he was tired of me. He was confusing me to no end and I just want to know what's going on.

I was out the soap while he washed my body for me, that I was thankful for, I was far too sore to do any extra moving than what I needed to.

Once we were dried off and back into comfy clothes, (he let me borrow his favorite shirt to sleep in) we cuddled up in bed, reminding me of our old sleepover nights. I missed this, I didn't want it to end.

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ok sorry I just wrote this in like 10 minutes and I'm tired sorry if it's sucky or anything