Luke's p.o.v
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Watching Meredith pant right in front of me was something I could never unsee. The way her chest rises and falls at such a quick pace made me go absolutely crazy for her. To give her an even better reason to do it.
I was in my room, several minutes after leaving a dumbfounded Meredith on the counter top. The way she looked at me when she opened her eyes made my mind wander a bit, I had to get away from her.
It's not everyday you have your best friends little sister panting for you, listening and obeying every command you give her. Ashton may think his little sister is innocent, but she's far from it.
The way her body reacts to me and her obedience to every command I give her proves me right. She liked listening to me, but I loved watching her do it.
Meredith was undeniably beautiful. Her eyes a bright green much like her brothers, her long blonde hair cascading down her back looked so soft to the touch. Watching her put it back into a ponytail earlier in the night made me want nothing more than to pull on it and yank her into my chest, kiss her neck and listen to her whimper for me.
Those tan, skinny long legs making me itch to kiss them until my head was between them, making her feel good where she needed it the most. I don't even want to get started on those pretty lips of hers, dying for me to bite and suck on them.
I shake the thoughts from my mind when I hear a soft knock on my bedroom door, listening to the door knob turn before it squeaks open and the pretty girl I was just thinking about making squirm from underneath of me pops her head in.
"Erm," she pauses, tugging her bottom lip between her teeth subconsciously, driving me absolutely crazy because I wanted nothing more than to tug on it with my own teeth.
"I uhm—I don't have anything to s-sleep in. Could you lend me a t-shirt just for tonight?" She squeaks softly and my heart melts as she nervously twittles her fingers in front of her—she always had a habit of doing that.
"Mhm." I hum before turning towards my closet where I shuffled through to find a Greta Van Fleet t-shirt, because I know she loved them so much.
I close my closet doors before making my way over to her, her body tensing as I neared her. I couldn't help but wonder why.
Probably because you practically sucked the skin off of her neck and she loved every second of it.
The picture of her panting in front of me makes another surprise visit in my head and I want nothing more than to lift her tiny body up and throw her onto my bed and give her a good reason to pant like that, though I can't lie that watching her do that from me simply putting my tongue on her neck satisfied me.
I handed her the shirt and she gladly took it from my hands before quietly thanking me. She shuffled out of my room, and I wanted nothing more than to keep her in it.
So naturally, I stood in my door frame, my eyes raking down her body to watch her hips sway as she made her way across the hallway to the guest room.
"All the way over there when you should be in here—with me." I say before letting a smirk rise to my lips when I watch her stop in her tracks, her height sinking a little bit as she cowers from my words.
"I—I uhm— Luke, you know that can't happen." She's mousy with her words and I take this opportunity to make her obey me again, because I loved when she listened to me.
"What's that, princess? I couldn't hear you."
Meredith slowly turns towards me, her hands gripping onto the shirt I had just given her and my mind wanders, thinking about her gripping my sheets when I can finally get my hands on her.
"You can't keep talking like this, Lu." She says a little louder, but she's still quiet and I'm too focused on the new nickname she's given me. I liked it—a lot.
"And why's that?"
"You know why. I don't know why we have to continue having this conversation." She says rather snooty like.
"Adjust that attitude, pretty girl, or I'll bring you back in here and adjust it for you."
Her eyes flutter for a moment before they widen and she looks down at her feet, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"L-Luke. I don't know what has gotten into you, but you have to stop." She pleads and I can't help but scoff at her putting all of the blame on me.
Like she didn't feel even the slightest bit the same about me. I knew she did, but the fact that she wouldn't admit it to herself, pissed me off more than anything.
"That's real cute, babygirl. You're gonna stand there and point a finger at me?"
"Will you stop with the pet names."
"I know what you feel, Meredith. I'm not blind like you are."
"I'm not blind. I think about the entire group unlike you who thinks about only himself."
"And you."
Her head snaps up at my words and she shakes her head, "D-Don't say that."
"Why?"
"Because."
"That's not a reason. Try again."
"Because I'm your best friends sister, for gods sake. You aren't suppose to think about me."
"I'm just thinking about your well being, Merebear." I say innocently before she rolls her eyes.
"I'm not dumb, Luke."
I laugh at her embarrassment and decide to tease her a little more.
"C'mon, Mere. Come lay with me." I coo at her, opening my door wider, but she quickly shakes her head.
"Goodnight, Lucas."
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Our Little Secret//lh
Fanfiction"You don't understand. You're my brothers best friend and what we're doing is wrong." "I think you're the one who doesn't understand- I don't give a shit because what we're doing feels so right." ** i do not own the photo on the cover of the book **...
