Forbidden// L.R.H

Chapter 1

•Warning this series will contain smut, curse words, and other mature things. So if you cannot handle it please do not read. Thank you•
It was Sunday, March 19 2017. I was just laying around the house, nothing important was happening today. A repeat of Criminal Minds was playing on T.V, I wasn't paying much attention to it seeing as though I've seen all of them. Twitter was boring, so was Instagram and snapchat. So here I was, laying on the couch staring at the very boring cream colored ceiling.

Mom was in the kitchen doing god knows what, probably trying to cook again and failing miserably. Dad and Steven were the only good cooks in this house. Poor mom. "Ivory, lunch is done. Could you please go get your brother?" I hear mom call to me through these thin walls of my house. I simply say yeah back to her and start down the hallways to Steven's room.

I opened his door, no one. Shocker, he never tells us when he decides to leave. Heading back to the kitchen I know mom is going to be disappointed, it's always just her and I. Dad is always working, Steven is always gone. As I get closer I start to talk loud enough for her to hear me.

"Mom, Steven isn't in-" my words stop the moment I see my mom standing at the front door talking to a man I've never seen before. "Oh, Ivory come say hello to our new neighbor Mr. Hemmings." She smiles sweetly at me, meanwhile my jaw is locked and my eyes are fixated on the beautiful man.

He let out a deep chuckle, "Luke is fine please, Mr. Hemmings makes me feel old. I don't think 21 is that old." I nod slowly, walking towards them. "h-hi I'm Ivory, it's nice to meet you." I manage to stutter out. He flashes a smile at me and extends his hand for me to shake, while all I can do is think about how I'd love for him to pin me against a wall and choke the shit out of me with that hand. Snap the hell out of it Ivory. I take his hand.

"Well, we were just about t9 have lunch Luke," mom says. "Would you like to join us? My husband and son aren't home and I made plenty." Please say no, please say no. I don't think I can be in the same room as him without thinking inappropriate thoughts. Ivory what the hell are you thinking, you just met this man. He's probably happily in a relationship or some shit. Chill hormones.

"Sure, that'd be nice. I haven't had a home cooked meal in months." Another chuckle. I watch as mom steps aside and he walks into my house. "Ivory show him to the dining room please." I nod and start to walk hearing him follow behind me.

I can feel him get closer to me as we reach the dining room, he brushes past me, his arm rubbing against my back. He thanks me and sits down. All I can do is nod, afraid of what might escape my mouth. "So," he starts "how old are you?" The way his lips form when he talks, I wonder what it'd feel like to have his lip ring agains- wait what did he ask? I stare at him a moment. "18." I didn't even realize I said that until he shot me a dirty smirk.

Before I even knew mom was sat at the end of the table, the food in the middle, Luke across from me. I couldn't concentrate on anything besides the things I'd let him do to me. "So you're living in the old Montgomery house, is that right? 4 doors down?" I hear my moms voice come through. He nods, "yes. It's a beautiful house, definitely feels like a long term home." My mom smiles softly at him. I know she enjoys this, she hardly gets to converse with anyone besides me and the rare times Steven and dad are home. Mom wasn't the most social, she had her friends. But they were all on different schedules with work and family time.

"I've never been able to see the inside of it, but you're right. The outside is beautiful." He shoots her a smile, "you both should come over one night, I'll make the food next time." He laughs again, hell even my mother giggles and agrees. I though, can only smile and stare at my food. That is now mostly gone. They were both done by this point.

"Ivory will you clean up the table? Please excuse me for a few minutes." She walks outside, this was a normal thing. She was going to smoke. I stand, and take the dishes to the sink. Luke following me.

"Tell me about yourself, Ivory." The way my name fell from his lips. I felt my knees start to give out. I clear my throat and glance at him, "what would you like to know?" I question him, what else can I do? Tell him what I'd let him do to me? Tell him to fuck me till I can't walk straight for a week? I think not.

"Well you're 18, I'm guessing you're still in school. Senior?" I nod. "Are you seeing anyone?" He steps closer, I can feel my hands starting shake. Focus on the dishes. So that's what I do. But I shake my head no, "I'm single, the only thing guys only want is sex. I want more." He takes another step closer, I can feel his warmth and smell his cologne. Shit.

"I bet I'd give you everything you want, I can tell I make you nervous." His breathe fanning my neck, his voice low as he whispers into my ear. I tightened my grip on this wash cloth. "You intrigue me, I want to taste you." Oh my Christ. The front door opens, he steps back. I hear my mom re-enter the kitchen.

"Thank you for having me over Sarah, next time my house?" He asks, even though it was more of a statement. Mom looks happy, "yes that sounds good, anytime. If you ever need anything you know where to find us." He heads to the front door, not without saying his goodbyes first.

March 19, 2017~ 8:34 pm

I heard my phone vibrate.

Unknown Number
Hello Ivory, I was just curious, when can I taste you?

My heart stopped, Luke. But how did he get my number

Ivory
How did you get my number?

Luke
Fridge. But don't avoid the question sweetheart.

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And so that's how I ended up where I am, waking up in Luke's bed 4 houses down the street. Mom had no idea, neither did his wife and by this point I couldn't stop seeing him.

He's everything.
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Okay guys, first chapter, how do you like it so far? It'll get better I promise. Lots of love❤️