Warning:
Slight Teasing?, Insecurity, I guess angst?!?
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It might be bit of a messy written chapter but I had a lot of thoughts and kind of had to get that out of my system.---------------------------------------------------------
Lloyds hand rested on the small of Lyras back when he helped her on to the boat. It was a tourist-y thing to do but somehow it felt right at the time he organised it. Now he could kick himself in the nuts for opting for a public tour. He just wanted to get in-between her thighs and have some fun. He growned slightly when he took in the somewhat twenty passengers.
"What's wrong?", Lyra asked not missing his light frustration.
"Hmmm, nothing. We will have a lovely Boat Tour with all off these...", he gestured towards the others, "...lovely people, while I think about anything else but those sweet noises you made earlier", he winked at her.
A smile tugged on the corner of Lyras mouth.
"I suggested a hotel but you wanted us to take the tour", she raised an eyebrow.
"Fucks sake woman. I am painfully aware of that".
"We can still go", she said biting her lower lip.
Just when Lloyd was all but ready to get of the boat it went into motion.
"Shit", he murmured under his breath, which made Lyra chuckle.
"Guess you have to be a bit more patient", she grabbed his hand and pulled him to a seat. She sat down next to him not letting go of his hand.
"This tour will be two hours of pure torture", Lloyd sighed taking in the view of the open sea.
"We'll see about that", she replied with a crooked smile.
"Who is the fucking tease now", he said pulling her toward him, kissing her. Their lips met and Lyra immediately opend for him. He slipped his tounge in and he could still taste the chocolate from the dessert. He fought her tounge for dominance, made her think for a second that she might be able to get the upper hand in this but then took control of the situation. Her hand moved up to his neck. She rested it there for a second and then moved them slowly through his hair. He moaned into her mouth which made Lyra clench her thighs.
Fuck, what is that woman doing to me. I am Lloyd fucking Hansen. Not some stupid school boy who is deprived of pussy for too long. Why does she make me so fucking desperate for her touch, her smell...just fucking her, he thought to himself.
He knew in that exact moment if he couldn't have her then nobody would. This, her...she was his and anyone who would try to get between them would suffer the consequences, even if it was Lyra herself.
Lloyd pulled away from the kiss looking at Lyra. She tried to catch her breath, eyes filled with lust.
"You are right, this will be two hours of pure torture", she resigned, resting her head on his shoulder.
Now it was Lloyds time to chuckle.
"I am sure they have a bathroom here", he winked at Lyra.
"I am not letting you fuck me for the first time in the bathroom of some dingy boat", she said and rolled her eyes.
"But agains a tree trunk would have been just fine", he cocked an eyebrow.
"Well", she started, trying to think of a good comeback, "...at least there weren't any people around", she said.
"They didn't seem to mind you in the city", he kept at it.
She slapped slightly against his shoulder.
"Stop it. I am not sure what came over me when I let you do that", she turned slightly red with embarrassment.
He smirked.
"Don't get shy on me now, sunshine", he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, while he pulled his phone out.
"What are you doing?", Lyra wanted to know.
"Booking a damn hotel room", he muttered. "I am sure I won't be able to restrain myself till we are back at the mansion", he added.
Lyra scrunched her nose laughing at Lloyds confession. Then her eyes fell on the screen and she started to shake her head no.
"You don't have to get the most expansive room, in the most expansive hotel, in the whole city".
"But I like that Hotel and the Room".
"We are just going there to have sex. It's not that we have a romantic get away...I mean well...kind of....but no...that's way to much money...Lloyd...just book any low budget room and it's fine", she rumbled on looking at Lloyd while a wide grin spread on his face.
"Feeling uncomfortable with me spending so much money on you?", he teased. "And by the way...the hotel is more for my benefit. At least I know it's properly cleaned and I don't catch some fucked up disease..."
"We won't catch a disease if we book a low budged hotel", she stopped him.
"You know for someone who propably has a lot of money herself you are very adamant on not spending money", he answered.
"It's just stupid...I am just keeping my money together...I learned that from...", she looked out at the ocean for a second and took a deep breath, shaking her head. "Never mind"
"Learned that from who?" he asked.
"It's nothing...I just don't spend my money like that", she said.
"Lucky for us I am paying and I most definitely am spending my money for such stupid things" he emphasised the word.
"Lucky me, then", she sighed.
"What just happened", Lloyd turned around to look at Lyra.
"What do you mean?", she asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
"You know exactly what I mean", he looked at her with an annoyed expression.
Just on point Lyras Phone pinged. She pulled it out to look who was texting her being very aware that Lloyd got more and more annoyed with her.
"I think we are having a conversation here", he chimed in.
"Just a second", she replied and looked at the screen.
"Fantastic", she muttered under her breath seeing who messaged her.
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