~Luke's POV~
It was surprisingly late when Delilah and I decided to go to bed. I glanced at the clock on her bedside table as I stood awkwardly at the foot of her bed, realizing that it was nearly twelve AM now.
Delilah came walking out of her bathroom and I looked over at her, noticing that she had brushed out her hair, which I could tell because it looked a little more straight than before. The long, dark strands brushed against the top of her ass as she walked, giving her this natural air of completely innocent seduction. She crawled into her bed and I watched her closely as she shuffled underneath the blankets, looking up at me when she caught me staring. Her brows furrowed a little and I had to refrain from smiling like an idiot. "Why are you staring at me?" She asked, frowning.
I just shrugged my shoulders and crossed my arms over my chest. "No reason." I murmured, causing her to frown even deeper, not looking like she believed me for even a second. However, I was trying to not say anything sexual around her anymore considering she didn't want anything to happen between us again, so it wasn't like I could quite tell her the thoughts that I had really had on my mind. She'd probably kick me to the fucking curb and make me sleep outside for the night, or she would if she wasn't far too nice for her own good. Either she decided to believe me or she simply didn't want to get into it any further, because she completely brushed off the topic.
"Are you going to get in bed yet? It's late." She said, glancing over at the clock on her nightstand. I bit my lip and reached up, hesitantly turning off her bedroom light. The room was completely consumed with darkness, making it impossible for me to see anything just yet. Even so, I could hear her moving around in bed, probably just trying to get comfortable. When the movement stopped I crawled into my side of the bed, able to hear nothing but the pounding of my heart and her soft breathing, reminding me consistently that she was right there next to me. And I couldn't even touch her. Fuck.
When I got under the covers I then truly realized just how little space there was in her bed, probably because it was not made for someone as large as me. I knew I took up a hell of a lot of the space, but it didn't dawn on me just how much until I could feel her body beside me, her warm thigh pressed against my hip. Something else brushed my arm, but it felt much softer and fuller. I had an idea of what was touching me and had to clench my hands into fists, remembering that this was precisely why I had been so hesitant to sleep with her in the same bed. All I could think of was how close and warm she was, how small she felt beside me, and how plush her body would feel under my hands. Now that I knew what she felt like, the sounds that she made...goddamn if it didn't drive me insane. It was hard to say if that moment between us had been a blessing or simply a mistake. Maybe it was both, now that I knew it couldn't happen again.
"Y-You take up a lot of space." Delilah stuttered out suddenly, causing me to turn my head. My eyes had adjusted to the dark by now, making it easier for me to see the features of her pretty face this close up. "Do I?" I muttered. She abruptly rolled onto her side and I almost died when I felt her breasts rub against me, testing my resolve. "Yeah. You're too big." She said, her most definitely unintentional innuendo nearly making me snort.
She scooted a little closer and I just about scowled, wondering if she was rubbing herself up on me like this on purpose. Either way, she was pushing her luck and my patience.
I turned onto my side, hoping that it would give me a little bit more space from her so her body wasn't right up against mine. "You should really keep your distance unless you want to end up naked under me, Delilah." I advised, knowing my words had caught her off guard simply from the way she gasped softly and seemed to shuffle back a little bit. "S-Sorry." She stuttered, pulling her blankets up towards her face as if she were trying to hide in them. Fuck, if she wasn't the cutest goddamn girl I'd ever seen.
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