Cherry / l.h ✔️

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~Violet's POV~

Luke softly shook me awake, his large hand on my shoulder as he looked down at me. I blinked tiredly, looking up at him and smiling sleepily. The ache between my legs was more prominent now, but nothing I couldn't get used to or adjust to. It wasn't nearly as bad as the ache between my legs after losing my virginity.

"We should shower." I said quietly, noticing it was nearly three PM already and I'd slept for a good five hours or so. I sat up, gathering the sheets around my body and carefully climbing out of the bed. Luke looked up at me as I stood there, the sheet held over myself as I nodded towards the bathroom. "Well, are you coming?" I asked, already beginning to walk away. I heard him scramble out of the bed, his footsteps quickly following behind me into the bathroom.

I looked up at him as I turned to face him, neither of us bothering to close the door to the bathroom. It wasn't like there was anybody else here, after all.

I definitely didn't miss the bulge in his boxers, straining against the thin fabric, but I pretended not to notice it. I turned on the shower, pulling the curtain closed as I waited for the water to heat up and turning back to look at him. Luke tugged the sheet away from my body, causing me to squeal in surprise as it fell to the floor. He pulled off his own boxers, his hard length springing free and drawing my attention instantly.

"You really shouldn't look at me like that unless you plan on going for another round." Luke chuckled, causing my eyes to snap up to his. My cheeks were warm, trying not to look down again. "Eh, sorry." I mumbled, already feeling my clit throbbing as I became aroused. I heard him laugh as I hurried into the shower, the hot water hitting my skin and I gasped at the extreme heat, turning it down slightly. He followed me in, forcing me to back up to make room for his broad frame.

He was so tall that he didn't even fit beneath the showerhead, having to duck his head down to wet his hair. I bit my lip, trying not to laugh at how adorable he was. He noticed, raising an eyebrow at me as he brushed his wet hair out of his face. "What are you laughing at?" He frowned. "You're cute." I shrugged, switching positions with him to wet my hair.

His hard length pressed against me from behind as he stood close, causing me to jolt in surprise. "I'm cute? Does this feel cute to you?" He muttered, already making my breathing become erratic. He pushed firmly against me, making sure I felt all of him against my body. I reluctantly stepped away from him, knowing I had a red flush to my face. "Shut up." I mumbled lamely, grabbing the shampoo I'd brought from home.

He just smirked in response, knowing he had won. I quickly washed my hair and we switched places, allowing him to wash his hair while I coated my hair in conditioner and let it sit. I rinsed my hair and then got out, leaving him in there alone while I grabbed a towel and wrapped myself in it.

I could see his silhouette through the shower curtain, his hand wrapping around his shaft and slowly pumping. I froze, unable to look away from his silhouette as he pumped himself faster, his head tilted down to watch his own movements. When I heard a soft moan echo throughout the bathroom, I quickly left, deciding I didn't need to be around for this or else I might take him up on his offer to go another round.

I changed in the bedroom, patiently waiting on the bed after I finished getting dressed and packing all of our stuff back up. He came back out around twenty minutes later, a towel around his hips as he entered the room. "You left before all the fun." He teased, grabbing a change of clothes. I stared at him amusedly, already knowing what he meant by that. "You're stupid." I chuckled, closing my eyes when he reached down towards his towel.

I could hear him shuffling around as he got dressed, the sound of his zipper being zipped making me feel comfortable enough to open my eyes. He stood there in his black and red plaid pants, pulling a black t-shirt over his head. I loved the clothes he wore. He always looked so good. I kind of hated it because I didn't understand how he was so pretty. It was unfair.