forbidden-lrh

17- Wet Dream

imagine him looking at you like that. just wow.

warning- very wet dream!!!
it's italicized

"Baby," He sighed into my ear, brushing the hair back before kissing the area right below my ear.

"Luke," I couldn't help but moan.

"Be a good girl for me," Luke lifted himself to make eye contact with me, "And keep quiet". He stared down at me with his firm gaze.

Now how was I going to keep quiet. "Bu-"

"Baby," he whispered, more firmly. "Aren't you my good little girl?" He lifted his hand to pull back my bottom lip with his thumb.

I reached up slightly to fit it in my mouth, wrapping my lips around his thumb. I sucked on it, looking at him with wide eyes. He groaned slightly, closing his eyes to hold back an urge.

"Such a good girl," he toyed with his lip ring, "And you know I want to hear you scream my name," Luke put emphasis on scream as I felt my lower stomach tighten.

"But your brother is in the room next to ours, sleeping. Do you want to get caught?" Luke whispered.

I shook my head. Definitely not.

"Now are you going to stay quiet for me, or should I stop?"

"Yes Luke," I murmured quietly, not wanting him to stop. He hummed in satisfaction before continuing.

I sighed, watching Luke lower himself back down on my neck. He kissed my neck, slowly trailing his wet lips down to my collar bone, before making his way to my chest.

He licked his lips before sucking gently on the top of one of my nipples, causing my head to tilt back.

Luke reached up to grab my chin, "Look at me baby."

I nodded as he smirked, continuing down my chest until he reached the top of my pants. I tried my best to hold my head up and make eye contact, but the feeling of his fingers grazing over the edge of my waistband was too much.

"Evelyn."

I hummed.

"Evelyn," a gentle shaking jolted her up.

Evelyn woke up to see Luke's face in front of her, his hand on her shoulder previously shaking her awake.

She blushed, remembering her dream moments ago. She was so glad that he couldn't be in her brain.

"Michael asked me to come wake you up for school; he's busy making food," Luke spoke, before shifting to leave the room.

He smirked to himself as he walked out.

Unknowingly to her, Luke had heard her moan his name in her sleep. In fact, he heard all her moans, her soft little whimpers as she called out his name in her sleep.

She had a wet dream about him. And he was living for it.

Evelyn shook her head, trying her best to get the image of Luke on her out of her head. She reached into her closet, fumbling to grab a loose sweatshirt and midthigh black shorts to match.

She slowly made her way into the kitchen, hoping up on the stools next to the counter. A box of Lucky Charms stood in the middle of the counter, Evelyn smiling and grabbing a bowl and spoon.

Michael was already there in the room with her, as Luke came from the living room, sitting next to the girl.

She tried not to visibly tense at the boy's presence next to her, simple focusing on separating and eating the cereal.