Consider Me

Chapter Twenty-Four: Lucas

The locked door behind me gives me a power that I haven't felt in a long time. With the outside world barricaded from us, Lily and I stand at a dangerous place. A place swarming with intimacy. A place where control slips from her and goes to me. A place where I can wait to bark orders. Control her. 

Fuck I want to. So badly.  

My girlfriend is pressed against the desk, body bent forward and arse in the air beneath the school skirt. The same skirt that has been a main character in my dreams. "You will going to learn a lesson here, Lils,"

She cranes her neck sideways to look at me. Lust glistens behind those blue eyes like a velvet dripping I can't wait to taste. "What lesson?" 

"The one where you'll know what will happen if a man other than me lays hand on you," 

"He's my friend, Lucas. We just hugged,"

"And now your going to apologize for 'just hugging' him," I align my body with her and press my weight before I grab her neck from behind and tug her hair back, exposing her sinful neck. "This will happen again if you don't obey my rules. You've taken your title as my girlfriend pretty lightly and that in return had made the students bold. I don't like it. In fact," I lean down and trace my nose along the column of her neck. "I hate it. I want everyone to know your mine,"

Her hand flexes on the hardwood below us, "I will say this one last time. I am not yours, Lucas,"

My grip in her hair tightens. She gasps a melodious moan and rubs her arse against my thicken erection. "Your body says something else, baby,"

"It's because you've pressed your dick against me, idiot,"

I chuckle, darkly, "That you seem to enjoy. Tell me this babe, would you love it more if I move?"

She turns and glares at me, "No," 

"You sure?"

"Very-" her mouth parts in a O when I move against her ass. My erection straining against my pants painfully. Gosh, I am hard. 

I pull her head back with her hair, "Want me to stop?" When she tries to shake her head, I tighten my hold on her back scalp, "You want me to continue?" She whimpers. "But bad girls don't deserve pleasure, babe,"

"Fuck you,"

"We will get to that part sooner,"

Slowly, I let go of her hair but keep my forearms pressed to her back making her intact to her position. With my other hand, I trace her right side with featherlight fingers, watching how she closes her fingers and leaves nail marks on the table. ""Lucas," she says breathlessly.

"Yeah, baby I'm here," I lean down, "Can I have your permission to life your skirt?"

"Excuse me?" 

My hand hover near the edge of her skirt. "Can I lift you skirt?" 

"Your asking for my permission?"

"I always ask for permission,"

"Right after you put them in a vulnerable position,"

"Only because they did a bad thing. Don't forget I am punishing you right now. This isn't a pleasurable session like the one in the alley," I trace the back of her thigh with my fingertips and plant a small kiss on her neck, "The only reason I am asking you anything before heading first into action is because I respect you too much and not for once do I want you to think you have to do something you don't want,"

"And this, right here is what you think I want,"

"Terribly so otherwise you wouldn't be rubbing your arse against my dick for the past five minutes,"