Wolf In Sheep's Clothing

Chapter 134

Smut

Luke laid back on his bed, unaware of Erika's eyes on him as he stared up at the ceiling. Erika was sitting in his chair at his desk. She watched him carefully as he tucked his arms underneath his head, comfortable in the silence that lingered.

"Luke?" Erika said softly, breaking the silence between them.

"Hm?" He looked over at her.

"You know I like you a lot, right?" She said slowly.

He nodded. "I do."

"Do you feel the same about -" she paused, " -me?"

He sat up halfway, leaning on one arm. "Of course I do." He patted the spot in front of him. Erika stood and came over, sitting in front of him. "You know I do, Erika."

"I just wanted to make sure before this got really serious." She replied sheepishly. "I see Rose and Nick and wonder how we can get to the point they're at." She shrugged.

"Rose is more straightforward than I am." He wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her shoulder. "I'm sorry."

"You have no reason to apologize, Luke." She looked back at him. "It's not your fault at all. I just worry, is all."

"You don't have to worry about anything." He leaned his head on her shoulder. "I love you all the same."

Erika's eyes widened. "Love me?" She said aloud.

"I do." He gazed up at her. "From the moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew you were the one I wanted."

Erika smiled as she looked down. "I love you too, Lukas."

He smiled himself and reached up to kiss her.

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Nick laid back on the bed, Rose on top of him. She leaned down and kissed him, her tongue slipping into his parted mouth. She ran her fingers through his blonde hair, a mixture of feelings running through his head as she did this. His hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into them as she rocked her hips against him.

She pulled away, regaining her breath as she stared down at him. "Wait, wait, wait," she said quickly, "are you sure about this?"

"I think so." He tried to reach back up to kiss her, but she pressed down on his chest, sitting up fully while still on top of him.

"Have you done this before?"

Nick thought about his answer. He hadn't done this before, let alone get this close with any woman. His silence gave his answer.

Rose sighed as she leaned down, her hands on either side of his head. "Nicholas," she began, "you're a virgin?"

"Uhm," he moved his hands up to her waist, "yeah."

Rose chuckled a little bit. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's a little weird to be a virgin at my age, isn't it?"

"No," Rose laughed, "it's actually a really good thing."

"Are you?" He asked sheepishly.

"No," she shook her head slightly, "I'm not. I made some bad choices when I was a little younger." She stared down at him. "I hope that doesn't change how you feel about me."

"No," he shook his head quickly, "no, not at all." He sat up halfway. "I'm sure about that. And I'm sure I want this as well."

He reached up to kiss her again, and she obliged, kissing him back. He laid back down, and then the kiss got more hungry as she began to rock her hips against him again. He felt himself get more excited than he's ever been before.

She began to undo the buttons of his shirt, and he sat up to pull it off his body. She ran her fingers over the muscles of his chest, her nails raking over his shoulders and down his back as he pulled her closer to him while sitting up.

He began to reach for the buttons of her blouse, snapping each button open with ease. She pulled it off her body and reached behind her to take off her undergarments. Each piece of clothing was removed between kisses, them taking their time to admire each part of each other. Nick laid back on the time and let Rose take the lead.

She leaned down and kissed his neck, making sure he was ready for the next part as she kissed along his muscles. When she reached back up to his lips, she slid down on him with ease. He jolted slightly, his mouth opened with a moan along with her. He gripped her hips as she spurred him along, locking eyes with her. Her long black hair cascaded down her back as her head fell back with a long, quiet moan. He reveled in the sound.

She began bouncing on him slowly, and his mind fogged up as she went quicker. He knew what would happen if he finished inside her. His father already had this talk with him when he turned sixteen. His mother did the same with Erika when she got to that age. As he felt himself getting there, Rose could feel it as well. He felt it rushing up, and before he could finish in her, he grabbed her waist and lifted her off of him as it came out onto his stomach and chest.

Rose sucked in deep breaths, regaining her sense of reality. Nick stared up at the ceiling in shock. He's never felt anything like that before. He looked at her with a big breath and smiled a little bit.

"Holy shit." He sighed. "That was -" he paused.

"Amazing." She finished.

He nodded. "Yeah." He laughed.

She stood and grabbed a towel, wiping herself and him. He jumped at her doing this, and he chuckled to himself a little.

"I can't believe that just happened." He said as she laid down next to him.

"You and me both." She laid her head on his shoulder. She looked up at him. "We should probably get dressed."

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Amelia limped around the kitchen while Arthur and John tried to reason with Abigail about what she was doing. John had gone to go get Hosea, and he couldn't even get through to Abigail. He was trying to console Amelia since she was, at the moment, inconsolable with her anger rising.

"Amelia," he began as he stood, "please try and calm -"

"You tell me to calm down one more time, I will hurt you." She snapped. "I ain't doin' this bullshit with her."

"I understand," he replied, "and she is in the wrong for trying to tell you how to raise the children, but I think this entire argument is just unreasonable and out of hand."

"Unreasonable?" Amelia glared at him. "Hosea, she's the one who's trying to tell us how to raise our kids! And it has got to stop. What she is doing is wrong."

"I know, honey," he stood, "but she isn't going to stop unless you two talk."

Amelia growled as she limped back towards hers and Arthur's bedroom. She slammed the door shut, and Hosea groaned as he sat down at the kitchen table. He rubbed his temples, irritated with the two mothers.

Arthur came back in through the front door and himself, was extremely pissed off. He threw his hat on the kitchen table and walked over to the cabinet that held their whiskey.

"These two women," he mumbled as he popped open the lid and took a big swig.

"I don't know how you put up with your wifes anger at this point." Hosea replied. "She is pissed off to the max."

"Abigail is not being reasonable and neither is my wife. You can't get through to either of them?" Arthur looked over at him.

"Those two need to sit down and have a serious talk about their issues with each other."

"Not tonight."

"Oh, I fully agree." Hosea held out his arm for the drink and Arthur passed it over to him. He tipped his head back with the bottle. "Both of those women are too riled up right now. Give them a few days to calm down."

"That's my plan."