Desirable love (Luke brooks fanfic)

"Kiss her. There's no place you'd rather be. Kiss her but not like you're waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or skirt or tangled up in her bra straps, nothing like that. Kiss her like you've forgotten every other mouth yours has touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight, laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands, or your hands in her hair, or pulling her closer by the waist. Kiss her like she's the brightest thing you've ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like she's the first piece of chocolate you're ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent, come away, ask her what 2+2 is and watch her say you and her as the answer." I whispered to him, my heart slowly breaking. I wanted to write poetry on his neck with my lips but he was asking me for advise. Friend zoned is what I was. I craved him. I desired his love. I wanted Luke.