The Turnover - Luke Hughes

Chapter 56

Summer 2022 - July

"Luke, I want you to fuck me."

Luke blinked. He hated himself for the punch of lust that went through him, nearly knocking the breath from his lungs. He wanted her. He wanted her completely naked and under him and moaning his name, he wanted her in every way possible.

His heart was in his throat. He tried to form the right words in his cloudy brain before speaking.

"Ana Kate... you want to have sex? Like, right now?" Fuck, I was not prepared for this.

"Please, Luke. I want to," she continued. "There's no better time than right now." She prayed that he would feel the same way she did.

And he better make up his mind quickly, or Ana's confidence will be all gone.

"Are you sure you're not just saying this because of what we just did? I don't want you to regret it or anything after, you know?" He tried to reason with her, but he knew damn well better that he wanted her just as much as she did right now.

"I would never regret anything like this, Luke. I want you. I need you," Ana said, leaning closer to his face, inches from his lips.

Luke closed his eyes and inhaled, catching the scent of her perfume on her skin.

"Are you one hundred percent sure?" he asked again, searching her face for the slightest hint of hesitation.

Ana nodded. "Yes, I am very sure."

There was a moment of brief silence. Ana met Luke's gaze again, and finally he smirked and nodded back.

"Okay," he answered, trying not to let his nerves and anxiety get the best of him. He moved up on the bed and laid on his side next to her, and Ana craned her neck to look at him. Luke traced lazy circles on her thigh with his fingers, and Ana shifted closer to him.

"Are you nervous, Lukey?" she asked gently. Although she couldn't physically see it, she knew that brain of his was going a mile a minute with anxiety.

Luke shrugged. "Maybe a little. I just don't want to mess up or like, hurt you or anything," he admitted.

She placed a hand on his arm. "It's okay. Messing up a little is not gonna ever take this moment away from us, yeah?"

Luke pressed his lips into a thin line and he nodded slowly. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

"I trust you, Luke. With literally everything, and you know that."

Luke's gaze bore into hers, and he immediately felt calmer at the assurance.

I trust you.

He broke eye contact with her, rolling over onto his back to stare at the ceiling. "So... I guess this is the part where we take our clothes off?"

Ana chuckled. "I believe that's a good assumption, Lukey," she grinned.

With that, Luke sat up, removing his shirt to reveal toned muscles and tanned skin and not a shred of body fat on him. Ana bit her lip as she glazed over him, still insanely turned on. He smirked when he saw her practically drooling over him, and he shifted his body to straddle himself over her thighs.

"Now, Ana Kate, as much as I love my sweatshirt you're wearing right now, I suggest you take it off," he said to her, and she shivered at his words. Ana's eyes flickered down to the bulge in his pants, then back up to his face, equally as flushed as he was.

Her fingers reached for the fabric of the sweatshirt, tugging it up and over her shoulders to reveal a plain soft t-shirt bra. Luke's gaze darkened as he feasted on the sight of her almost naked body, something that he had fantasized about for quite some time. A moment later, he settled himself over top of her and began kissing her again.