Testing Limits (Shadow Ridge Series #2)

Chapter 1

"You know why," I say. I know his parents and Tyler are home and even though we're currently alone in the garage, with music loudly playing, we could be walked in on at any moment.

"We don't have to do that," he smirks against my slightly sweaty skin.

"Stop," I chuckle.

"I didn't do anything," he murmurs. "But if you want me too," he adds before his grip on me tightens, spinning me around to face him, a surprised gasp escaping past my lips. "I can," he starts again, connecting his lips to mine.

"Luc," I mumble, kissing him back as my body reacts before I have time to think.

"What my girl?" he questions, barely pulling away, his lips brushing over mine while using my favorite nickname of his for me.

"Your parents are home," I remind him. I'm not big on PDA, I've gotten better during the summer from spending time with all of our friends, but I'm still not totally okay with it around our parents, especially since my dad is still not our biggest supporter.

My dad has always held a double standard for me and my sister when it comes to us dating and even when she started dating Ryan Adams, her boyfriend she started dating her junior, his senior year of high school, he was okay with it. He tolerated Jesse more than he does Lucas, something that grinds my gears like no other because Jesse treated me and my family with such little respect compared to Lucas. I want my dad to like Lucas on some level because I love him. The only thing I can figure about my relationship with Lucas that my dad doesn't like, is our age gap since Lucas and I are a year and twenty-one days apart, his birthday on July ninth while mine is the thirtieth.

"So? They're not going to come out here."

"That's not helping."

"Not helping what my girl?" he questions, dipping his head to ghost his mouth along the curve of my neck. "Hm?" he pushes when all I answer with is a quick breath. "You need to use your words babe," he continues after I don't say anything again.

Oh, the teenage boy I love asking for my consent has dirty thoughts moving through my mind, but I still don't feel ready to take things to the next level with him, not like this at least. There is nothing romantic about this moment which I know isn't realistic, but I never imagined making the decision to lose my virginity would happen after a workout.

"Is something bothering you, my girl?"

"Yeah, you," I huff as I grab his face to pull it back up to mine so I can kiss him.

"Anything else?"

"Shut up," I hum, tracing over his bottom lip with my tongue, wanting to deepen the kiss, to feel our tongues tangling together. I may not be ready to sleep with him, but I don't often turn down making out with him, he's too damn good at it.

"C'mere," he groans before his hands drop to my thighs to lift me off the ground and I wrap my legs around his waist so he can carry me over to the bench to sit down, making me straddle him, a position we've been in countless times before.

The bench has an adjustable back pad, built-in leg developers, a removable curl yoke and adjustable spotter arms and a free-standing squat rack.

"Mm," I sigh into his mouth when he squeezes my butt, pulling me impossibly closer to him, pressing me against his chest. I curl my fingers into his hair and he takes the cue to plant kisses all over the skin he can reach without separating from me too much.

He traces his wet lips along my jawline, latching onto the hinge, being careful not to leave too much of a mark as he does so. His mouth drags down to my neck, lightly nipping and sucking the skin there while he slides a hand underneath my shirt to spread across my bare lower back.