Lucas Black

4 (R)

"I'm—" I moaned out softly, his lips muffling out the sound once they met mine again.

"Me too, sweetness," Lucas grunted out, thrusts becoming faster and more harsh.

He felt incredible, knowing my body better than I did. His hands moving along my sides, cupping my breasts and face had me going weak in the knees. My toes curled with each deep thrust he gave me, brushing against that sweet spot inside me that had me nearing my orgasm fast.

Especially now that we hadn't been together in a month, we both seemed to be nearing our releases very quickly.

All of a sudden he slowed down, adopting a torturously slow pace.

"Lucas, I—" incredibly confused, I pulled back from the kiss to glance down at the space between our bodies, catching a glimpse of how his impressive manhood disappeared inside me again.

"Shh," he tilted my head back up and kissed me, adding to the immense pleasure I was feeling, "I know."

I had been so close to an orgasm, and he knew it. He hadn't slowed down the pace out of evil, he had simply wanted to prolong this; this feeling of us being connected like this.

My heart swelled with feelings, just wanting to tell him that I loved him. This was the wrong moment for it, though, and would have to wait for later.

Instead I adapted to his slow pace and gently cupped his jaw, trying to make my feelings known to him through a slow and passionate kiss.

It didn't take long for my orgasm to reach me and wash over me in a strong wave of ecstasy. I muffled my moans into our kiss, holding him tightly to me and surely leaving a few marks with my nails into his skin.

"Fuck, Natalie," Lucas broke the kiss after a moment and bit the skin on my shoulder, his thrusts wavering as his high hit him as well. His deep groans were incredibly delicious, and I was sure I'd never get tired of hearing them.

We were both breathing heavily, his thrusts slowing down even more until he had ridden out our highs and then stayed still inside of me.

"Bloody hell, I missed this," Lucas surprised me by basically falling down on top of me, constricting my airflow with his very toned and heavier body.

I managed out a breathless laugh and placed my hands on his strong shoulders, attempting to push him off me. I wasn't strong enough though, but he got the idea and lifted himself back up.

He gave me a wide smile and leaned down to kiss me again, the dimness of my bedroom making this feel all the more intimate and amazing.

I brushed my thumb along his cheekbone and kissed back, the kiss more gentle and loving than anything else.

"You wanna go to sleep?" He spoke lowly against my lips, still situated comfortably inside me with my legs now much more loosely wrapped around his waist.

I did feel exhausted. It was past midnight, and I had stayed awake for almost a full day after my strenuous and hectic month.

"Why? Were you thinking of a round two?" I grinned to myself, meeting his eyes when he pulled back from the kiss.

Lucas shrugged innocently, his smirk telling me something completely different, "maybe."

"Maybe?" I raised my brows at him, unable to stop excitement from flooding my body again.

I felt extremely satisfied, relaxed and safe, yet he managed to get me worked up again within a matter of minutes if he wanted to, just with words.

"Alright, fine. I was thinking of a round two," he chuckled and slowly pulled out of me, "but it can wait. Morning sex is my favourite."

I only hummed in response, getting comfortable underneath my duvet on my back as he got up to discard the used condom.

I had already closed my eyes and fallen into a half-asleep state when he got in next to me. Lucas truly was feeling more affectionate now, as he cuddled up to me, resting his head on my shoulder in a way that he was able to kiss the top of my breast.

"You're perfect, do I tell you that enough?" His low voice only relaxed me more.

"You can never tell that to me enough," I managed to bend the arm his head was on so, that I was able to gently toy with one of his curls around my finger.

"Let's go on a date tomorrow," he spoke all of a sudden, clearly pleased and excited with this idea that had just popped into his head.

I frowned and sighed, thinking of what to reply with. He knew why it was crucial that nobody knew about us. Only two of our closest friends did and had for the whole time we'd been together, and that was it. The thought of us being public frightened me to the core, because the thought of losing him was incomprehensible to me.

"But you have to study," I replied quietly, feeling so guilty, "I'm sorry, Lucas, I—"

"Let's just forget about her, hm?" He lifted himself up onto his elbow and I felt his dark green eyes on me, "one date. It's just us, nobody else matters, Nat."

"You know what will happen if she finds out about us. I don't want that," I forced myself to open my eyes and meet his, the dark room dim thanks to the moonlight streaming in through the glass wall in my bedroom.

I felt so comfortable, I would fall asleep any minute now. I'm sure he was still just so excited to see me, as I was him, and therefore wanted this. In the morning he'd think more clearly.

"I don't give a shit about her. We have great lawyers, I'll get a few of them to help with your contracts and—"

"She's my mother, Lucas," I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, "she's horrid, but she's my family. I don't have anybody else but her."

"You have me," he calmed down and placed a gentle kiss onto my forehead, "I wouldn't suggest anything that could hurt you, you get that, right?"

"Please don't forget about how things ended with Daniel after she found out..." I reminded him of my ex, still a rather sore subject for me, "I can't lose you."

My good mood was slowly vanishing, not ready for this conversation in my tired state.

"I'm done sneaking around. I want us to be public," he told me what he'd told me dozens of times before, yet this time more firmly, "I—"

"Could we please talk about this in the morning?" I breathed out shakily, sure I'd start crying if this continued.

I was hoping he'd let it go like he'd done in the past, but something in me was positive this time was different.

For a moment we just looked at each other in silence, before he nodded, "yeah, fine."

"Thank you," I offered him a soft smile before he rested back onto the bed.

This time he laid on his back, so I immediately cuddled up against him, loving how warm he was against my nude front.

"We're going on a date tomorrow evening though, you're not getting out of that one," his voice grew more and more faint once I had closed my eyes again and let sleep slowly take over.

"Okay," I managed to mumble out before falling asleep.