First//Luke Hemmings

Chapter 26

Luke unlocked the door to his house, pulling me inside.

“My dad’s out of town, so you can sleep in my room,” Luke mumbled, continuing down the hall.

We entered his bedroom and Luke ran and got a tissue, dabbing my eyes and wiping away the makeup that had pooled beneath them.

“You always seem to be cleaning me up,” I laughed softly.

“It’s just my duty,” Luke said, throwing the soiled tissue away.

I lay back on his bed, and he joined me, pressing his nose to mine.

“Luke, did you mean it?” I asked quietly.

“Mean what?” he asked, tracing patterns on my arm.

“Do you actually love me?” I breathed.

“Yeah Zoey I do. And I know we haven’t been together that long, but I think I’ve loved you since the first day of 9th grade. And I know that love is just some silly thing that you believe was manifested by greeting card companies, but regardless I still love you,” he said locking his eyes with mine.

“Well that’s good, because I love you too,” I said with a slight smile.

“Really? Thank God, because if you didn’t this would be really awkward” he laughed.

“You’re crazy,” I said.

“But you love it,” he smiled, leaning in and kissing me.

Our lips molded into each other, and everything felt right. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, and they moved together perfectly. I bit down softly on his lower lip, causing him to release a small moan. Luke moved on top of me, not breaking contact from me. I ran my hands down his back, grabbing the hem of his shirt, tugging slightly. Luke pulled back and smirked, pulling off his shirt.

He leaned back and kissed me, as our lips moved together I ran my fingertips down his bare back. My fingers moved to the front of his chest, where my hands traveled down his surprisingly toned body. Luke let out a small groan has my hands traveled up and down his chest. Luke swiped his tongue along my lower lip and I opened my mouth slightly, giving him access to the rest of my mouth. Our tongues glided together, moving in perfect harmony.

 I pushed him forward, so that we were sitting upright, our lips still moving together. I pulled back slightly and smirked, and I grabbed the bottom of my dress and pulled it off. Luke’s eyes widened as he looked at me, his eyes roaming my body. The surprising thing was, I wasn’t self conscious at all about sitting here in front of a boy in nothing but my bra and underwear. With Luke, everything felt natural, comfortable. He then kissed me again, pushing me back onto the bed.

His hands roamed my body, his fingers skimming over my chest and my bare stomach. The kiss grew increasingly heated, and Luke’s hand traveled behind my back.

“Um… can I?” he asked awkwardly.

“Yeah,” I smiled.

He fumbled with the clasp of my bra, struggling to remove it. I arched my back slightly so that it would be easier for him. He finally managed to take it off, throwing it on the floor. It landed with a small thud and I giggled as Luke’s eyes literally looked like they were about to pop out of his head.

“They look better then the ones on the internet,” he muttered.

“You absolute loser!” I laughed, covering my face with my hands.

“Sorry, I just get a lot of emails from single Russian girls in my area,” he smiled, his face flushing bright red.

“Ok now it’s not fair, I’m wearing a lot less clothes then you,” I laughed, fake pouting.