Paranoid.

Chapter 7- Samuel

Friday, February 14: 6:30 PM
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Valentines Day.

I open the box to see some black lingerie. "Luke.." I growl. He stands up and shuts the door, "Better?" He says as I look away in embarrassment. "Put it on." He demands. "B-But.." I stutter. "I won't repeat myself. Take your clothes off and put this on."

I've never put lingerie on. Especially not in front of others. But I do it anyway. "Fuck." He curses under his breath, biting his lower lip. "May I?" He asks. I nod in response as he wraps his arms around my waist. I look up at his deep blue eyes, and he smiles.

"You're beautiful, Alina." He says. Did he just call me beautiful? "T-Thank you." I don't get that a lot...actually, I've never had someone call me beautiful. Only my parents and a couple of strangers, but the feeling I'm getting when Luke's telling me this is completely different.

It sends shivers down my spine.

"I'm being honest. By the way you react, I'm sure you don't get that a lot, if at all." He embraces me in a hug. "I like it." I refer to the lingerie. He lets me go and I look at myself in the mirror.

Wow.

"I know. You're gorgeous." I look at him through the mirror and smile. I look great. The way the fabric is lined around my curves, the stockings, everything. I look...amazing. "I'm so...pretty." I blush at myself and he picks me up, kissing my cheek, "Happy Valentines Day, princess." I look into his eyes and whisper a 'thank you,' blushing. "Put me on the bed." I say.

"Oh? Do you want to-?" He places me gently on the bed. "No, not yet, I'm still broken, you know." I laugh nervously. "You don't have to hide it from me. If it makes you feel any better, I'm a virgin, too." I look at him in disbelief and raise my eyebrows.

There's no way.

"I know, it's surprising, with a body like mine, there's just no way." He motions to his body. I must say, he's really fucking gorgeous. "Yeah, I wasn't really into girls, I'm a bit of a nerd in school." He rubs his neck and chuckles. "Me too, but my body's kind of sensitive. So maybe not today." I look down in embarrassment.

He lifts my chin up, "Look at me." I obey. "I'm not going to push you to have sex with me. That's not something I want to do. And I'm not that kind of person to guilt trip you into doing that with me. Not to mention, we aren't dating, and we just met. We can wait. But it's your call, princess." He winks.

How can he talk about sex so normally?

"Okay, but..." I bite my lip and jump on him, making him fall onto the bed. I straddle him. "You turn me on, Gray." I mumble as I graze my hands up his chest and place kisses down to his stomach. I stop at his v-line, making eye-contact with him. "You're hard." I say, unbuckling his belt.

"Fuck, please keep going." He groans and sits up. I take his sweats off, and stroke him lightly through his boxers. "Ah, mm yes." He tugs on the clips of my bra, one-by-one, unclipping it. It snaps open, as my breasts are revealed. I gasp and cover them. "Wow. They're so cute." He snickers. I have pretty big boobs, and I'm impressed that this lingerie alone fits me, let alone my breasts.

Slowly, I uncover them, making Luke's face turn red. I keep gently teasing Luke, and I feel his hand on my breast. This time, I take his boxers off, and his cock flings out in front of me. I'm speechless.

How the hell is that supposed to fit inside of me?!

I lick the tip, tasting the precum oozing out of him. He grabs a bottle, opening it and squirting a substance on his dick. "Here, so you don't have to spit so much."