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"Just wear a bikini, babe. You're so beautiful and it hurts to think that you disagree," Luke said to me, wrapping his hands around my torso.
It was a Saturday morning and Luke and I had nothing to do. We always have Saturdays off so we can spend time with each other. Our busy schedules barely allow us to say good morning to each other, and that's why we have one day just for us. Usually we sit around and do nothing all day together; maybe watch a movie and cuddle on the sofa under soft, comfy blankets. Sometimes we go out: shopping, to a restaurant, and even the beach, which is one mile away from the flat Luke and I share. He's barely home, usually at work and finishing he's work that's due tomorrow for college. It's been hard but we always find time for each other.
"I love you," I mumble back to him and gave him a kiss on his neck.
"Love you too, Victoria. I have to head over to the store to buy some things. Do you need anything?" Luke asked. He had walked over to the kitchen to find his iphone that was charging on the counter. I followed him into the kitchen to go eat breakfast.
"No, I'm good, thanks," I replied to him, flashing him a smile as I served my Fruit Loops in a bowl. Luke is always considerate of other people and I just love that about him.
Luke set down his phone back on the counter and gave me a kiss on my head, "Alright, I'll be home in an hour. When I get back we will walk to the beach so start getting ready." Before I knew it, he was gone.
I just finished my breakfast and washed the dishes. I decided to go take a shower before anything else.
As I reached the bathroom that was upstairs, I turned the water on and started to strip my clothes from head to toe. My SpongeBob booty shorts and black tank top fell to the ground.
When I stepped in the shower, hot water hit my showers, burning, but it felt nice. It felt like I was in a hot tub, minus the "tub" part. I scrubbed soap on my body and then rinsed it away.
When I finished, I reached out my hand from the curtain to grab my towel. But my hand was found with nothing else but emptiness. I peered out from the shower to see that I had no towel. I must've forgotten it downstairs when I was cleaning the kitchen. God damn it. How am I supposed to dry myself now?
I forgot; Luke went out. He's not home. I can walk out from the bathroom and just get the towel from the closet downstairs. Problem solved.
I started tiptoeing down the stairs, not because I didn't want to make any noise, no one's home right? I just didn't want all the water that was still on my body to drip everywhere, and, as I'm running back to my room, slip and fall. So I tiptoed, slowly, barely touching the floor.
When I reached the closet I pulled it open, desperate for a towel to envelop my now freezing body. There was only one left and it was on the bottom shelf. I bent down to grab it and when I did, I got back up and started to unfold.
"Is this what you do when I'm gone out of the house: run around naked? You naughty girl," I hear a voice from behind me.
I spin my head around and find Luke leaning against the door with his signature smirk plastered on his face, his black lip ring in-between his teeth. My eyes go wide and I hurriedly try to get the white towel around my figure. Still in shock of finding Luke here, I ask, "How long have you been there?"
He stands up straight and starts walking over to me slowly. "Long enough," he answers in a low voice. His goofy little smirk has turns into a much more seductive one when he takes his tongue and licks his top lip.
Luke is now a good two feet away from me, and still approaching me. I back up to give us some more space, me being uncomfortable since the only fabric I have between him and I are his pants, boxers, and my towel. I've hit end; I can't back up anymore. The wall is on my back and Luke is still slowly walking over to me.
"I-I thought you w-went to the store," I stammered out.
"That was the plan I had, but then I forgot my phone here so I came back to get it. And thank God I did," he gives me a look from top to bottom. He is now ten inches away from my face.
"Luke."
Nine inches away from my face.
Seven inches away
Four inches
Two inches.
One.
His lips lay one inch away from mine, his hands on the wall behind me as the slip behind my back, and he closes that one inch into zero.
The kiss is rough, something I'm not used to with Luke. Luke is usually the soft-but-meaningful-kiss type of guy. This one is more of a want, desire for something. I am surprised with Luke but it's a good surprised feeling. I could feel the fireworks between us the moment we touched lips.
We break away after a few minutes. I look up to Luke and admire his facial features. He's looking back at me with a smile creeping.
"All I asked was for you to wear a bikini today, but if you desire this," he said, speaking about me being in nothing but a towel, "I'm okay with that too." He finished with a smirk playing on his lips.
