3:00 A.M.

XV

The need that escaped with those four words evinced the feelings I had for him but I didn't respond as I don't have any word to describe the emotions screaming inside me.

The brush of his hand on my skin brings forth a thirst of love I'd never known was there. The bittersweet stroke of his palm against my face draws me closer to him. It was on that moment when his lips linger seconds away that only his breath ever dare to profess a longing which reflected mine that my lips tingle on the last memory of his touch.

The air thinned on me as he dipped lower, sharing his scent with me.

"Tana, I want you so badly." He whispered in gritted teeth, his voice raw.

"Lucas..."

His hand moved from my face to my neck while his thumb caressed the length of my jawline. He pressed the back of my neck, making me look up to meet his gaze.

Our lips touched - grazing painfully in ways that sent jolts to the tip of my toes.

It was not hot or possessive like how I remembered it. Instead, it was slow, sweet and passionate. The softness of his lips melted mine in a patient and careful manner. We moved in rhythm, filling each other with the need we both demanded.

Both of his hands then moved to clutch my hips, gripping it to restrain himself as I felt his breath turn hot and his kisses burned. The kisses he sent then gradually moved faster and I answered with the same yearning passion.

My head became light while my body became weak as I poured my feelings on every kiss I gave. Beads of sweats slowly formed on my forehead since the heat rivered the flow of my blood.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as I felt the heat grew inside me. It was painful yet quenchable, only I would need him to ease it for me.

He responded to the demands that I made. I felt him breathed heavily which made a moan escape my lips and that's when I heard his chest rumble.

I opened my eyes only to meet the darkest shade of gray I ever saw in his eyes. There were dangerous passion on the glint his eyes gave. That's when my heart jumped in fear as I knew I've triggered something I shouldn't have.

In a second, his hands went to grip my legs and I was carried to sit on my table as if I didn't weigh while he stood in front of me, in between my legs.

My skirt adjusted back while my eyes went wide in panic but he didn't allow me to react and immediately conquered my waist while his other hand rested on the table beside me.

He kissed me again with greater passion that made my panic rise. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him with all my strength.

"Lucas." I breathed out heavily.

His eyes flared in question but they waited for me patiently.

I gulped and breathed more before saying, "We can't."

He looked at me while his chest heaved up and down in unison with mine.

He simply stared back for a few seconds.

I thought he would be disappointed by now or forced himself to me because there is no denying the lust in his face.

Instead, his lips curled gorgeously before echoing the room with his deep chuckles.

I was dumbfounded and tried to process why he suddenly laughed.

He then rested his head on my shoulder and laughed more.