Strung (Rock & Romance I.)

Chapter 25. - Morning Glory

A/N: I'm baaaack! Your girl has moved, got over a nasty fever, and busy season at my new job! And now here we are, back in dreamy Lukas-Land!

This chapter is dedicated to _Luna_CocoD_ because I love me a dreamer!

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I woke up, too warm, with a thick arm across my belly, pushing me thoroughly into the soft bed sheets. A smile played on the corners of my lips, even before I opened my eyes.

I woke up to Lukas LaBelle snuggling me.

He was spread out on top of the sheets, his naked body a vision of pure perfection, with tight, lean muscles bulging in all the right places, and intricate patterns creating moving art on his bronzed skin. His blonde curls were sprawled out on the pillow, covering half his face and tickling my shoulder that it was pressed up against.

My whole body was buzzing with awareness the moment my consciousness returned. Lukas was a magnet, pulling me to him, creating the perfect distraction from reality and beguiling me into this sex-crazed daze that I couldn't seem to snap out of.

"Good morning!" He groaned, his lids fluttering, but not opening all the way, as if he felt my gaze on him.

"Good morning to you too." I whispered, my hands finding his golden hair. "How did you sleep?" I asked while I started stroking his soft strands, my fingers intertwining with his perfect locks.

Lukas nodded, nuzzling his nose into my side. I let out a little giggle, feeling particularly ticklish in that spot. "I would say well, but I hardly slept at all."

His comments made my cheeks flair, his naughty suggestion reminding me of the fact that we were up most of the night, making love.

I wanted to sigh in contentment, suddenly very aware of the delicious soreness between my legs. Instead, I wiggled my body lower, so that I could be face-to-face with him. "Are you complaining?" I teased, delighted when his golden eyes first opened and glanced at me. They were sparkling in the morning light – which was incredible due to his floor to ceiling windows. The entire room was cast in an orange glow, making this scene all the more artistic, and almost unearthly beautiful.

"Never!" Lukas grinned, his arm tightening around my waist. He pulled, yanking me under him as he rested his weight on his other elbow. "Are you too sore?" His voice was laced with concern, and my heart skipped a beat, basking in his attention.

I lifted a brow at him. "Too sore for what?" I questioned, and his haughty glance gave me all the answer I needed. "Never!" I mouthed, mimicking his earlier reply.

And just like that my cocky blonde lion was back, once again pulling me under his rock star magical cloud that I came to adore so much.

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Sometime later, we were wrapped up in each other's arms, enjoying the feeling of our naked skins touching, and exploring the other's body in the glowing morning light. "If this was how every morning started, no one would complain about having to get up." I said, voicing my thoughts out loud. The idyll of the entire situation, that weightless feeling I've had in his arms enveloped me like a warm blanket that I didn't want to let go of. "You're starting my Friday off on the right note." I smiled, staring up at his ceiling – which I noted had some impressive art on it, the dents and beautifully placed cracks creating a vision of the sunrise.

"I agree, Chester." He murmured, his long, skilled fingers drumming a pattern on my skin. "Except that it's a Saturday."

And just like that, my little piece of heaven was over.