Sex Buddies? {Luke Hemmings}

Chapter Ten

Elliot had been staying at my place for a week, and I hadn't got one call from Luke. I was nervous every time my phone rung, it made me feel sick. The only phone calls I got though, were off my dad. He was in America, at my mothers funeral and working on a court case.

I woke up feeling like shit. My head throbbed, and I had already thrown up last night. Elliot had come up to see me, but i shooed him away. Being Elliot, he refused to leave and walked in.

"Dakota, are you feeling ok?" Elliot sat down next to me. I shrugged "Do i look that bad?" my words were croaky and disgusting. He chuckled softly and nodded. "I'll make you some tea" he kissed my forehead and left the room.

As soon as he left the room my phone buzzed. I groaned, picking it up. It was from Luke, just my fucking luck.

Luke- Come over, now. I should see you in two hours, if not its double time

I rubbed my head, it hurt. I couldn't do this, I wasn't fit to drive.

Dakota- Im sick, I cant

Luke- Stop giving me excuses and get over here, or sweet boyfriend finds out

I groaned, getting out of bed. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt, throwing them on. I slowly walked down the stairs. Elliot was busy making my tea, so I was able to slip out the door.

It was a fairly ordinary drive to Luke's place, apart from me feeling like a pile of shit. I drove in silence, trying not to make my headache worse. Why was Luke so needy, is this what love does to him?

I turned up at his place, he was waiting out the front. He didn't look too happy. I checked the time, it was five past eleven. I shook my head and got out, walking over to him. He glared at me, grabbing my arm.

"You're late" he growled. I didn't like him like this. "I'm sick" I protested. He laughed "I don't care, you're my sex slave and I'm your master." I grunted as he pulled me into his room. He threw me on the bed, undressing me.

"You can't keep doing this Luke" I pleaded, my voice crooked and old. He rolled his eyes, pulling off his pants "I do what I need or want to do" he rubbed his area up me "Now, suck it"

He shoved his area into my mouth, humping me strongly. He was down my throat, I hardly knew what was happening. He moaned, humping my face faster and faster. He spilled into my mouth.

Before I could do anything else, he pushed himself into me. I slapped his face "Luke! Stop this" I pulled him out of me. He laughed, holding me so he could go back in. "Dakota, you're nothing anymore. I'll knock you out if you don't stop being rude"

I shrugged, I'd rather be knocked out and raped than conscious. He smirked, pushing himself further and further into me. I screamed in rage, punching his chest hard. He shook his head "Stupid Dakota, you're my sex slave and don't forget it." His fist plummeted into my face, knocking me out cold.

I woke up inside my car. I groaned, I still felt sick. I checked my cheek where he had hit me. He must have hit a pressure point because there was no bruise. I started the engine, but I was cut off by myself throwing up. Tears formed in my eyes, I drove out of his driveway, swearing never to return.

I got back to my place. Elliot was out the front, pacing backwards and forwards. I stepped out of the car and he came running over to me. "Dakota, where have you been?" he held my shoulders.

I felt like telling him about Luke, but that would mean i had to tell him the other half to the story as well. I gulped "Uh, I went to the doctors and the were shut so I waited for them to open. They didn't have any medication for me though"

Elliot nodded, thank god he took the bait. "You should have told me" he looked at me "and taken your phone." He smirked and kissed my forehead, pulling me into a hug. We stood in the driveway for a few minutes, before going back inside.

For most of the day, we watched movies on the couch. It was still a nice day outside and I was disappointed not to be able to go out. Elliot was fine with staying home and promised that when I was better he would take me on a trip.

He wouldn't tell me where he was going to take me, but he said it was somewhere good. I think I fell asleep during the Purge, I had watched it too many times. Elliot woke me up for dinner, he claimed he made it.

He 'made' us Chinese, the sweet chilli box. I finished and looked over Elliot "This taste very much like the shop's noodles" I raised an eyebrow. Elliot shook his head "No, Im just a master chef" he laughed turned to face me.

I looked at him. He smirked "Lets play a real game of truth or dare, a normal game." He pulled me closer to him, I already felt better. "Truth or dare, baby girl" he gently rubbed my thighs.

"Truth" I smiled holding his hands on my thighs. "Would you ever marry me?" he pouted, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Hmm, I guess I would" I laughed "Im joking, I would marry you right now" I kissed his cheek.

"Truth or dare" I looked at him, I wanted him to say dare. He frowned then looked at me "Dare". I laughed "I dare you to make me cupcakes." My stomach growled and he laughed. "Anything for my lady...as long as she does something in return" he smirked.

I nodded, waiting for him to continue. "She decorates my perfect cupcake." I smiled and walked to the kitchen, sitting on the bench. "Come on then" I smiled.

He got up and began making the cupcakes. It didn't take him very long to make the cupcakes and we had great fun decorating them. The funnest part was eating them. He handed me two to eat, but I ate an extra.

He leaned into me and whispered gently "You have a little something on you" he kissed my neck gently, trailing down to the hem of my shirt. I looked at him and he looked up "You feeling ok?" I smiled "I will after this"

He pulled down the hem of my shirt, exposing part of my breast. His nibbled around my nipple, leaving a trail of hickeys. I pulled his head up and kisses him roughly, making him moan softly.

I ran my hands down his body, slipping them into his pants. He moaned, biting my lip. I opened my mouth and let him in. My hands were down south, rubbing his bulge. He played war with my tongue, groaning at my moves.

He pulled my hands out and stuck his hands down my pants. His fingers slid into me, pumping gently. Finger after finger, my moans became louder and louder. I threw my head back, reaching my climax.

He pulled out right before I spilled, making me moan louder. He gently humped me with his clothes on, I moaned loudly feeling his area rub on me. He was hard, his tongue still fighting mine.

I pulled his pants down, pulling out his bulge. He pulled down my pants and panties, leaving me exposed. He gently pushed himself into me, whispering words I couldn't progress in my ear.

The garage door suddenly opened, sending us into a frenzy to get our clothes back on. I pulled up my pants and jumped off the bench, eating the last bits of my cupcake. I sighed, Nina walked in.

She glared at me, then looked at Elliot. I shivered. Please walk past, please walk past. She kept walking and I sighed. I looked at Elliot, he was eating another cupcake. I gulped and kissed his cheek.

Maybe I should just tell him about Luke.

[A/N
Should Dakota tell Elliot
Do you like Elliot or Luke better?
Stay tuned, my lovelies]