for me after you brush your teeth,” he says smiling.
“But I thought we had an agreement yesterday?” I say terrified.
“Yeah, well, that was yesterday and I slept on it. I came so hard last night just thinking of you, and I want the real thing. I’m not settling for less, Em,” he says seriously.
My eyes widen as I lick my lips. Why does the vision of him touching himself appeal to me so much? I shouldn’t be having such bad thoughts.
“You like that, don’t you Em? You like that I got off because of you. I can see it all over your face. I can see by how tense your body is. I bet if I licked you right now you would jump right off the bed,” he says proudly. “You have no idea how much self-control it’s taking me to not go under the covers and eat you out right now.”
I swallow deeply, closing my eyes. He’s making things really difficult for me. My mind is like a jail cell, restricted and guarded thoroughly but my body is something else entirely. It’s like the room where conjugal visits take place.
“I’ll be back soon,” he says smiling.
He walks out of the room without a backward glance, leaving me speechless and a little turned on. What the fuck just happened? I thought we settled everything last night? Now I’m finding out that the agreement was totally one-sided, solely on my part that is.
I groan, praying that he won’t come at me like a bulldozer. I know the worst mistake I can make is to jump into bed with Lucas when I’m still hung up on Aiden. That would be all kinds of wrong.
I’m not sure how long it will take for Lucas to come back, so I decide to shower while he’s gone. I smell like his shirt now, which is not a good thing. It’s sweet and musky, just like him. I need to make sure that his scent is off of my skin before work today. Don’t want to be tempted any more than I already am.
After my shower I plop down on the couch in the living room, admiring his enormous DVD collection. I guess when I have some free time I’ll have to watch something soon. It’s not like I have anything better to do now that Aiden’s out of the picture.
God! Stop thinking about him already. It’s getting a little pathetic and sad. Before I can think any more about how depressing I’ve become, Lucas walks through the front door with a coffee carrier and a plastic bag.
He smiles broadly at me, coming to sit beside me on the couch. He places the drinks on the coffee table and hands me the plastic bag.
“What’s this?” I ask curiously.
“A cell phone. One of those no contract ones,” he says shrugging.
“And why did you get me this?” I ask confused.
He sighs loudly, leaning his head back against the couch cushion. Okay, out with it, Lucas.
“Well, I had a fun little conversation with my dad last night,” he says as I wince. “He pretty much chewed me out for getting in between you and Aiden. I told him that he was back with Jessica and I didn’t see the problem with you and I being together. I mean living together,” he says clearing his throat.
“He pretty much accused me of causing trouble , and I guess he was kind of right. I won’t deny that but Aiden was the one who caused all the drama. He said that if I was going to look out for you now, that you should have a phone, in case you need to get ahold of me. More for safety, I guess,” he says embarrassed.
“You never told me why you didn’t have a phone in the first place. I just figured that you stopped paying your bill when you moved here. My dad was pretty adamant that you have one, Em,” he says like I’m going to fight him on it.
“No, I just really didn’t feel like having a phone anymore,” I say not elaborating. “I don’t mind that you got me one, Lucas. It was really nice actually. It’s probably good that I have one so that I can call you or Leo. I’ll pay you back for it, though. I don’t want you spending money on me.”
“You feminists,” Lucas says chuckling. “Fine, Em. I’ll just