His lips are soft, yet demanding of mine to return the kiss. I close my eyes as Luke cups my face with both his hands. I can feel his hair in my face, and I run my fingers deep through his soft curls. Luke's hands slide down my throat, shoulders, to my waist where he lifts me up as if I were as light as a doll. A fire is burning inside me, scorching my chest and the flames licking my lining. He places me back down so I am straddling him, and wraps his arms around my waist. I can feel the rise and fall of his chest against mine, the heat of his heart beating faster and faster. Luke wiggles his fingers under the hem of my shirt and traces them up my spine. I lean forward more into him, pushing my hips into his. He kisses me deeper, his tongue begging for entrance into my mouth. I obey and open my mouth slightly for him. Luke's warm hands travel steadily upward and around to my chest. Slipping his fingers under the wire of my bra he tickles my breasts. Sighing I lean in more to him.
There's an unexpected thud from the garage, and Luke and I stop cold. I immediately leap off of his lap and pull my tank top back over my chest. The door to the basement opens, I can see the thin trail of light from the outside. My dad walks in, and folds his arms across his chest. A cold ball of anticipations grips at me from the inside, and I don't say anything.
"Me and Mikey are going on a bike ride. Mom is still upstairs working so don't bother her. And uh, don't you two be doing anything alright?" he gives me the look of shame before walking back out. I breathe a sigh of relief and get up to close the door. Returning I see Luke was also very concerned for a second.
"Man, I thought for sure he was comin' down to bust us." He said. I nod, and sit back down on the couch.
"Same." I reply. Luke turns his body so we are facing each other. I peer at him curiously. I honestly hope we kiss again.
"We don't have to if you don't want to." Luke finally says. He has a strange look on his face, like he doesn't want to push me into doing something I don't want to, even though he wants it. I nod slowly.
"I think I'm fine." I say, before pulling his face to mine.
The second kiss is even better than the first, and I kiss Luke deeply, inhaling the smell and taste of him. He smells like shampoo, and Thai food. I know that sounds like a gross combination but on him it was the best scent ever. I inhale deeply, taking in that drunken-noodle plus soap smell, tasting the aftertaste of altoids. Altoids were one of Luke's many fixations, along with Dungeons and Dragons, movies with nudity and an excessive amount of gore, and science fiction novels. I've never understood his passion for tin mints, but for yeas he has
Luke slides his hands up to my chest again, and squeezes lightly on my breasts. I shudder and push my hips into his growing boner. Luke fondles me more passionately and flips me onto my back with ease. He leans into me, held aloft by his elbow as he takes off my shirt. I reach my hands up his shirt and maneuver it off. His chest is thin, not much muscle but lean. his skin is soft to the touch, and warm like clothes out of a drier. I wrap my arms and legs around him and kiss him hard. He kisses me back, then inches his lips around my face, to my neck. His tongue is soft and wet against the skin on my neck, and it makes me shiver with anticipation. He moves down my neck to my chest, where he bites me playfully. I hope this ecstasy never ends.
Thirty minutes (and a blow job I won't go into details about) later Luke tightens his belt and slips back on his tee shirt. The movie credits of Final Destination are playing, and I tug on my flannel. A dark spot on my collarbone is a souvenir of the erotic time we shared, and I remind myself to wear hoodies until it fades.
Luke hugs me at the door, and kisses me lightly on the forehead before leaving. I can see his dad's red truck in my driveway, and I stand at my window until it disappears.
That night, I lay in bed with my laptop on my stomach. I gently trace the sore hickey on my chest with a finger, and recall the events of the day. My laptops Dings and I open it to find a message from Luke.
ANALDESTROYER: Sooooooooooo
EMILYLOVESPANDAS: Sooooooooooo
ANALDESTROYER: Never again ooorrr..??
EMILYLOVESPANDAS: Im good with doing it again if you're up to it
ANALDESTROYER: Listen Em, I think we should just stay friends.
My heart drops into the pit of my stomach and I force myself to type back a reply.
EMILYLOVESPANDAS: I think so too.
