Bulletproof || l.h. (Criminal!5sos)

XIX

The rest of the day was spent practicing my shooting, having Luke kiss my lips every time i hit the target, like he was my reward.

When the shadows of the night and the heavy wind took over, me and Luke decided to go back home. We ran back to the car as we started to feel the first rain drops fall on us. At first, he would just wipe them off of my face with his thumb before kissing me again, making me forget for brief seconds that a big storm was coming in our way. This time, Luke decided to take the long way home, kissing me in every stop sign in between green day songs playing on the radio.

When we arrived home, he turned the volume down, checking the neighbourhood a couple of times before we went in, just to make sure no one was spying on us again.

I take my wet jacket off as we get through the front door, throwing it to the leather couch while Luke follows me, locking the door behind us.

"I'm so tire-" Luke interrupts me, smashing his lips against mine while he presses my body against the door. I don't hesitate to kiss him right back, despite my surprise. I wrap both of my hands around his neck, deepening the kiss, but seconds later he takes his hands to my wrists, grabbing them and pulling them over my head, taking full control.

Each and every single move makes my body shiver and crave for more. He kept holding my arms above my head, but his right hand moves slowly down from my arms to my chin, lifting it up before placing his hand on my waist, not disconnecting our lips for one second. When he did so, his lips move down to my jawline, kissing it right below my earlobe, his cold lip ring giving me so many goosebumps. Before I could notice, his teeth were biting the soft skin on my neck, leaving a trade of purple marks on every spot where he placed his lips.

At this point, both of his hands were gripping my waist and my fingers running through his wet strands of hair. When I catch my breath from all the kissing, I decide that it is my turn to give back. I leave soft kisses all over his neck, starting from his collarbones all the way up to his adam's apple, which made me find out where the sweet spot on his neck is. He lets out a little shaky moan in a sigh everytime my lips move slightly against his skin. That sound was music to my ears. And I wanted to hear him non stop.

Soon enough his hands had enough of the cotton fabric of my shirt, grabbing its hem like he was asking for permission to take it off. I didn't stop him. He broke the kiss before pulling my shirt up and letting it fall out somewhere on the floor.

"Better?" I ask, lifting his chin up to stop him from staring.

"So much better." He smirks before connecting our lips back together and pulling me even closer to him.

And when I thought his kisses couldnt get deeper, he proves me wrong. I've never felt like this with anyone else. Not with so much intensity and passion.

My legs eventually started shaking and feeling weak. Luke notices them shivering against his own and takes the chance to pick me up. I wrap my legs around his strong torso as his hands grabbed my butt, pulling it up, not separating our lips for one brief second. He carries me to his bedroom, stumbling here and there on the hallway and pressing me against the wall, making me let out small giggles.

"I can't even focus on not stumbling on my own feet" he giggles back through the kiss.

"I love seeing you struggle." I bite my bottom lip and he kisses me over and over again.

Once we finally made it to his bedroom he layed me gently on his bed and supported himself on his elbows on top of me. I broke the kiss to take off his shirt, craving the warmth of his skin against mine. His torso was starting to get wet from all the swesting and I could feel the air coming in and out of his lungs as I run my hands up and down his abs and chest. His swollen lips took the chance to move down to my stomach, kissing it until I started moaning, which didn't take long.