The player and the shy girl (ΒΟΟΚ2)

Moments of Temptation

"What happened? I was sleeping," Emma says, looking at me.

Inside, I smile mischievously, trying not to show it since her aunt is right in front of us.

"Alright, yes, Lucas will tell you the news. I have to go help your cousin with her house, so I'll be back in about a week. Lucas, if you want to stay here..." she says, and Emma gives me a sly smile.

"Okay," I reply, and her aunt smiles at me.

"Take care of her, Lucas. I'm counting on you. Oh, and Mike has gone to see Alison," she adds, looking at us as she leaves.

The door closes, and I wait a moment, then look at Emma, who is looking back at me.

"Where were we? Oh yes, about you sleeping," I say, pushing her against the door as I lean in to kiss her.

I lift her up, and she wraps her legs around me as I head to her room.

She pulls off my shirt and throws it to the floor. I look at her as she kisses me again, and I climb back on top of her.

I lean down to her neck, kissing it gently, while my other hand travels down to her waist, caressing her softly.

Her voice emerges as she breathes quickly.

"Lucas, don't—" She tries to speak, but I stop her with a kiss.

"I know, we'll take it slow," I reassure her, and she relaxes, letting her body go free.

I pull off her shirt, leaving her in just her bra. I admire her for a moment as she blushes under my gaze.

I've seen her like this before, but this girl truly drives me crazy... No matter how many times I see her body, it feels like the first time.

"Stop," she says, looking at me and blushing even more.

"When something is so beautiful, you can't help but stare," I reply, meeting her gaze.

"Like you, then?" she retorts, smiling playfully.

I smile back as she kisses me. I start to touch her gently, increasing the pace a little, making her close her eyes and tilt her head back.

"Are you okay?" I ask, and she nods, looking at me.

I pull off her pajama bottoms, leaving her in her underwear. She looks at me and kisses me.

"Do it," she whispers, and I look at her.

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely," she says, kissing me like there's no tomorrow.

I slide one finger inside her, beginning to make circles as her moans escape her lips, her eyes fluttering shut from pleasure.

"Keep going," she urges, looking at me.

"Just one more, and then we'll stop," I tell her, and she nods.

I add another finger, repeating my previous actions, kissing her as I eventually pull my fingers away.

She looks at me, breathing heavily.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" I ask, genuinely concerned because I didn't want her to feel any pain.

"No, you were amazing, Lucas," she replies, smiling at me.

I gaze at her and give her a soft kiss, then caress her cheek as she looks at me.

"What am I going to do with you, tell me?"

"I don't know," she answers, making me smile.

"I know."

"Tell me."

"I'm going to make you mine," I say, and she raises an eyebrow.

"Yeah, right," she replies, looking at me confused.

"What do you mean, 'yeah, right'?"

"I was already yours," she says, smiling.

"Oh, is that so?"

"Aaah, so you don't want me? Alright, never mind, I'll find someone else," she says, and my expression turns serious.

"If you dare, I'll break his face," I reply, and she laughs, looking at me.

"Someone's jealous."

"No, I'm not jealous," I tell her, not wanting to admit it. Of course, I am, if I see her with someone else, I'll send him away. Emma is mine. Anyone who dares to mess with her will have a problem.

"Okay then, you won't mind if I go out with a guy today," she says, looking at me.

"Don't even think about it."

"Why not? If you're not jealous..."

"And who's this guy going to be?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Hmm, he'll be a guy, fit, handsome, arrogant, and sometimes sweet but also annoying," she replies, looking at me. As she describes him, I realize she's talking about me.

"Did you just call me annoying?"

"No, not you. I said that about the guy I'm going to go out with, and I might be with him," she says, smiling.

"Well, then maybe this guy will find someone else," I reply to tease her as she pushes me away, but I don't budge.

"And this someone will be a shy, sweet, smart girl, a little nerdy, and the hottest in school," I whisper the last part, and she looks at me, trying to stay mad but ultimately fails.

"Don't play with me, baby," I say, and she laughs.

"You're silly."

"Aaaah, yeah?"

"YES."

"Okay then," I say, starting to tickle her, and she can't stop me.