Charity Night (english)

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I don't know whether I should just run away straight away or just hide under the covers. My face must speak volumes because the tender look that Lucas was giving me just now changes into an insecure smile that's more like a grimace. "Is everything okay with you?" he asks and sits up in bed, which lets the blanket slip from his flawless upper body and gives me a clear view of his toned chest.

"Um... Yes, everything is fine. What happened yesterday that I woke up in your bed?" I ask the question sheepishly, looking at my hands that I'm kneading in my lap. "Can not you remember? We met at The Builders Arms. You were with your colleagues..." "Yes, yes... I can remember that, but what happened after that I went home with you?" I interrupt him, a little panicked because I can no longer remember the details want to go through exactly.

"I still remember leaving the pub alone and making my way to the Tube. But my memory only goes as far as the next corner of the house and from there everything is very, very hazy." I admit and look a little guiltily at Lucas, who has disappointment written all over his face.

"Does that mean you don't know anything about our night? Neither that you called me, nor that how we ended up here?" I just shake my head gently in response to his question and sigh loudly. "What a stupid situation... I'm sorry! Now I have no memory of anything that has to do with you again." I get out of bed sadly. I'm not only sad that I don't know it anymore, but even more sad about the fact that it has to do with Lucas. It's the second time something like this has happened, although for different reasons.

"You don't have to go yet. Should I make us some coffee and something for breakfast?" he looks at me hopefully while I shamefully hold my clothes in front of my exposed body, also gets up and comes around the bed towards me. I lower my head and would like to escape the situation when his fingers gently touch my chin and lift my head so that I have to look at him. "Don't run away from me. It must mean something that we are always drawn to each other. Besides... don't you feel the attraction that's between us too? I can't stop thinking about you since we first met. You drive me crazy and I want to kiss you all the time."

"Lucas... I had an affair with your brother that wasn't healthy at all. Do you think it's a good idea that we do this here?" I try to explain to him what's going on with me, but he doesn't respond at all and just puts his lips on mine. "Would it feel like this if it were wrong?" he asks instead and then immediately lowers his mouth to mine again. My body is immediately flooded with this incredible warmth again and I mentally agree with him. However, there is still this voice in my head that somehow holds me back. But Lucas doesn't let himself be deterred and asks for entry with his tongue. Our kiss deepens and little by little the dark thoughts disappear.

His hands continue to explore my body and caress my hips, pulling me closer to him and I put my fingers in his hair to show him that I like what he's doing to me.

Slowly his hands slide under my panties and he grabs my ass firmly, lifting me up with ease and carrying me back to the bed. He lays me down there and takes off my panties. His fingers glide gently over my legs, leaving goosebumps there. Then he crawls over me and presses his body so tightly against mine that his throbbing manhood presses directly against my pulsating center. The heat that flows through me is almost unbearable and I feel like I'm more than ready for him.

I push him away from me and unceremoniously pull his shorts off his hips. Then I sit on him and take his full length inside me. The deep moan that escapes him sounds more like a rumble and I didn't think I could be any more turned on, but when he takes my nipple between his index finger and thumb and pinches it slightly, I make a sound that I don't recognize . I slowly raise and lower my pelvis and enjoy every second that he fills me again. Luca's eyes are blurred and I can see that he feels at least the same as me.