Luke's POV
I slowly rise to the brightness of the sun in the sky and the warmth surrounding my body. A smile starts to make its way to my lips as I remember the events from last night. Gradually my eyes peel open and I turn my head to look at a sleeping beauty.
How can she look so unbelievably beautiful without even trying? I am convinced nothing in this world is more beautiful and breath taking than the view of Briar doing anything, especially sleeping on my chest.
"Briar." I softly voice as my hand brushes through her soft black hair.
She starts to stir, making a cute noise as she wakes up and stretches before looking up at me with her soft blue eyes. "Good morning." A smile breaks out onto her face before she nuzzles into my neck.
"It's morning." I kiss the top of her head. I will never, ever get tired of kissing Briar in any and every way.
"Mmmm, I should probably get going then." She mumbles as she lifts her head to look outside my window.
I make a pronounced frown when she turns back to me. "Please don't."
She giggles causing a flutter of butterflies to flow from my stomach to my heart. "I wish I didn't have to either but I need to before my dad finds out I haven't been home all night."
Briar gets up to leave the bed but in the process her leg brushes against my member and it causes me to let out a groan.
"What?" She asks while looking at me quizzically.
"Princess, your leg brushed against my penis... and it's morning. I'm a little sensitive." I grind out as I close my eyes and lean my head against the wall. I try to regulate my breathing and bring Luke Jr. down a peg or two.
"Oh. I thought that was part of your leg." She responds but I hear a very discernible tone in her response that sounds like... humor? If she's laughing at my predicament so help me...
I open my eyes and am not surprised to see that Briar is smiling and hiding a giggle behind her hand. "You think this is funny?"
Her smile drops. "No most certainly not, sir." Her eyes twinkle at the last part.
I swallow roughly at the term which makes her gaze catch on my Adam's apple. I quirk a brow at her response to my action.
Before I can say anything, she moves towards me in all her naked glory and touches my Adam's apple with her pretty fingers. I swallow roughly again at the feeling of her fingers on my neck which causes her to continue her torturous caress.
"Briar..." The words come out like gravel on a road as I fight to keep myself in control.
"Yes?" She asks before bringing her lips down to kiss my Adam's apple. I let out a gasp as my chest rises faster with each passing second.
"Please." I respond, but I don't know what I'm pleading for.
"Please what?" She kisses, sucks and licks my throat with a torturous precision that starts to send my mind over the edge.
"Please don't do this, I'm barely hanging on by a thread." My chest is rapidly falling and my breath is coming out harshly. I feel my fists curl up in balls in an attempt to keep myself under control. If I touch her, that's it, we won't be going to school today.
"What if I do this?" Her fingers travel down my Adam's apple to my throat, but she doesn't stop there. She moves her finger even further over my chest and down to my v-line.
I look at her darkly. "Don't play with me."
"I'm not playing." She says before she straddles my legs and lowers her face to my already throbbing dick.
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The Jock Neighbor
RomanceBriar Madison If someone asked you to point out the sweetest person you knew, anyone would point in the direction of Briar, but what people don't know is how hard things are for her. Especially because of the gorgeous jock who lives next to her. 4 y...