~Roselyn's POV~
I made sure Luke and I had showered and changed before everyone got home, as well as started the laundry. I smacked Luke away from me as I tried to cover up the hickies on my neck, as he was just trying to stop me from covering them. "Stop!" I groaned, trying to cover them. I glanced at him in the mirror, raising a brow as I blended the concealer. "Why are you covering them?" He pouted.
"Why not?" I asked back, and he gripped my hips softly. "Because I like to see them." He muttered, resting his chin on my head. I smacked him away, grinning at him in amusement. "You see them plenty when you're making them." I said, turning to face him once they were fully covered. He huffed and ran a hand through his hair, making me look up at his messy curls. "You need to brush your hair." I remarked, and he frowned. "Where's your brush?" He asked, looking over the counter until he found it.
He began brushing his hair while I left the bathroom, tying my own hair up into a ponytail. He came with me into the living room after he finished brushing his hair and sitting on the couch by me. He laid his head on my lap, grabbing my hand as Sophia came wandering in from outside. I ran my other hand through his curls, lightly threading my fingers through the strands as he played with my nails. I could feel Sophia glaring at me, but I ignored it, looking down at him. "Why did you put your hair up?" He frowned, his hand wrapping around my wrist.
I shrugged, smiling in amusement. "Because it's hot and my hair is heavy." I answered, glancing down at his hand as he softly rubbed my wrist. "I like it better when it's down." He said, furrowing his brows.
"Well, it's hot, so you're gonna have to suck it up." I snorted, watching as he pouted and rolled over, burying his face in my shirt. "What are you doing?" I giggled, pulling my hand out of his. "Shut up, cute little bitch." He muttered, briefly pulling back to give me a smile and a teasing wink. I raised a brow at him as he buried his head back into my shirt, giggling to himself. "You'd better stop calling me a little bitch or I might forbid us to have sex." I threatened.
Luke smirked, sitting up and grabbing the side of my head. He squished my cheeks in his hand, causing my lips to pucker up. "Forbid me? You like when I fuck you too much to do that, sweetheart." He chuckled, briefly kissing my lips. "What if I was just faking liking it?" I challenged, raising a brow at him. He scoffed, grinning at me in amusement as he shook his head. "Definitely not." He said. I looked up at him, my face still in his hand. "You're right, but you're an idiot." I muttered, rolling my eyes.
I heard someone plop on one of the other couches, drawing my attention over to see that it was Sophia, looking pissed and jealous. I looked up at Luke again, blinking in surprise as he kissed me hard, his hand still holding my face. I didn't return it, uncomfortable that Sophia was not only in the room but also watching us, and then he pulled away, softly kissing my jaw. "Kiss me." He whispered. I stared up at him, shaking my head slightly. "She's looking at us." I said quietly, but he only shrugged. "I don't fucking care. I want you to kiss me." He frowned. I gave him a peck and then pulled away, smiling at him. "That's all you're getting from me."
"You suck." He pouted, slouching into the couch. I smacked him, standing up and heading towards the laundry room to switch the laundry over. I could hear him get up, following behind me hurriedly. "Can't believe you just tried to leave me there with her." He huffed, pushing the laundry room door open for me. I chuckled, turning on the light as I glanced back at him. "Sorry." I shrugged, my tone unapologetic. I opened the washer and leaned over and inside, pulling out the laundry. Again, I got to the bottom of the laundry machine and had to reach to the bottom, stretching my arms out. "If you touch me, I'll kill you." I warned, hearing him approach me.
"Aw, that's so romantic of you."
**
Luke pulled me down the hallway, both of us in our swimsuits. "Come on!" He chuckled quietly, tugging me out the back door. "I am!" I squealed, looking up at him as he led me over to the empty pool. It was nearly three AM, so everyone was asleep now except for us, and we had nothing to do. "I love this swimsuit on you." He grinned, wiggling his brows at me. I snorted, going to step into the pool when he suddenly shoved me in, causing me to shriek in surprise. I hit the water and resurfaced, glaring up at him as he giggled to himself. "You're a dickhead." I huffed.
He chuckled, slipping into the pool and swimming towards me with a grin on his face. "You're a cute little bitch." He whispered, knowing it'd irritate me. I splashed water in his face, flipping him the finger. "Stop calling me that!" I exclaimed. He shielded his face, laughing as he closed his eyes and reached out, grabbing my wrists. He tugged me closer to him, a little smirk on the edge of his lips as he wrapped his arms around my waist. My chest pressed up against his as I looked up at him, my hands resting on his biceps. "You're so cute when you're angry." He teased.
I rolled my eyes, trying to push away from him. "I already know where you're trying to push this, Luke, and it's not happening." I said firmly, raising a brow.
He pretended to be confused, furrowing his brows together as he looked down at me. "Where am I trying to push this, then?" He frowned, cocking his head to the side. I snorted, trailing my fingers across his chest. "To having sex in a pool." I answered, pushing my wet hair out of my face. "I'm not an idiot. I've learned your moves by now, and they're good, but not enough for me to say yes. Not now, anyways." I said, my breasts squishing up against him as I wound my arms around his neck. He hummed, his right hand slipping down to my ass. "No?" He frowned, and I shook my head. "No." I confirmed.
He huffed, leaning his forehead against mine with a little pout. "That's too bad. I've never had sex in a pool." He informed me, his voice soft. I shrugged, lightly kissing his cheek. "That's too bad." I quoted, looking up at him. "I guess you'll have to do it with someone else because I won't." I said, teasingly scraping my nails along his skin. He shook his head, frowning. "I want to do it with you, though. You just..." He sighed deeply, digging his fingers into my body. "You take me unlike anyone else, sweetheart." He muttered, causing me to snort softly. "You just say that because you're horny." I excused. He hurriedly shook his head, looking down at me as he pushed me back into the pool wall. "No. I say that because I mean it." He insisted, gripping my hips.
"I say that because you get so wet, so loud when I'm inside you. You're so tight and eager and beautiful. Your body is so fucking responsive to everything I do to you and I can't get enough." He breathed, his eyes darkening at his own words. "You love my cock and goddamn, I love being inside you even more. You're just so intoxicating, sweetheart." He chuckled, kissing down my neck. I placed my hand on his chest to stop him, pushing him away despite the fact that I was now turned on. His curls, which were still dry, tickled my neck as I pushed him back, his eyes staring down at me lustfully.
"Regardless, the answer is still no. We just had sex like two days ago." I said, shaking my head.
Luke groaned, his shoulders slouching. "But that was two days ago! I want to fuck you right here, sweetheart, right fucking now." He whined, but I shook my head. "Luke, no. I'm not kidding." I said firmly, raising a brow at him. He sighed deeply and nodded his head, a slight pout on his lips. "Okay, I'm sorry. I won't ask again." He apologized, grabbing my hand and tugging me after him into the deep end of the pool. "I don't mean to be a dick." He said, releasing my hand as he softly paddled in place in front of me.
I swam closer, stopping a bit in front of him. "It's okay. I just don't want to feel pressured into having sex with anyone else. You know how it was with Reed." I explained, giving him a small smile as I paddled there. A look came over his face that told me he had completely forgotten about what I'd told him, a deep sigh leaving him as he shook his head. "Shit, Rosie, I'm sorry. I forgot, fuck." He apologized, cursing excessively. I smiled at him and lightly nudged his shoulder, my long hair floating in the water behind me. "Honestly, Luke, it's okay." I assured, chuckling at him. He pouted, his foot accidentally kicking my leg as he kicked his feet to stay above water. "I feel like a douche bag." He sighed, frowning. I giggled softly and shook my head, kicking him back. "You need to chill out. I mean it. It's okay." I insisted.
Luke hummed and slowly nodded his head, suddenly leaning his head back until his pretty curls were immersed in the water. I glanced at his chest, over his collarbones and up his neck. I reached out and softly grabbed the necklace around his neck, carefully running my finger over the charm. He lifted his head, water dripping from his hair and down his neck, around to the front of his chest. "What are you doing?" He asked, looking down at my hand. I dropped the necklace, allowing it to softly hit his chest. "I've always thought you had such a pretty neck." I said, looking up at him.
His brows raised, a smile quirking up onto his lips. "Thanks?" He asked, unsure.
I chuckled, gesturing to his necklace. "When you wear necklaces, it makes your neck look hotter." I hummed, smiling slightly. "I like that one." I complimented, looking away from his chest. He smiled, reaching up to touch the pendant. "I like this one too." He chuckled, grabbing my hand and leading me over to the edge of the pool. He and I held onto the edge of the pool, making it easier to keep ourselves above water. "You're so cute." He muttered, looking down at me. I stared back up at him, raising a brow. "You're cute, too. Well, sometimes." I answered, giggling in amusement as an offended look crossed his face.
"Get over here, little bitch." He muttered, chuckling as he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me up against him. Our lips met in a soft kiss, or at least that's what it started as, his mouth working slowly against mine. After a moment, he had me pushed up against the wall, holding both of my hands as he kissed me harder. I snuck my leg between both of his, softly rubbing my leg along his as my breathing became heavy. I felt him harden against my thighs but I didn't stop, even though I knew I wasn't going to let anything else happen besides kissing. I just wanted to leave him high and dry, honestly. I quietly moaned against his lips, pulling away from him and leading him to the shallow end of the pool.
I felt like it was a little scary to be making out in the deepest part of the pool, and it was also hard to do. I was more focused on not drowning than I was him.
Luke looked up at me as I pushed him onto the little ledge at the shallow end, connecting our lips eagerly. I ignored the bulge in his swim trunks as I straddled him, purposely avoiding his boner completely. He panted softly as I kissed along his jaw, leaning his head back to give me access to his neck. "I thought you said we weren't gonna have sex." He breathed, shivers rising on his skin as I dragged my nails over his chest. "We're not." I agreed, teasingly grazing myself against his boner, causing him to hold his breath in anticipation. "Fuck, I hate you." He sighed when I did nothing.
I giggled, pushing my hands beneath the water and softly trailing my fingertips along the waistband of his swimsuit. "Do something, Rosie." He whined, lifting his head to stare up at me with his brows furrowed in desperation. I kissed him, grinning against his mouth as I bit his bottom lip and tugged at it. He moaned, gripping my hips in his as I began leaving hickies on his neck. I noticed the needy look on his face and smiled innocently at him, purposely brushing my hand against his hard-on. "What's wrong?" I frowned, feigning confusion.
Luke glared at me, lulling his head back a moment later as he let out a breath. "You're being such a teasing little bitch, sweetheart." He groaned.
"What the fuck are you two doing out here?" Sophia's voice suddenly snapped, the surprise of her presence causing me to jolt away from him. "What?" I blurted, looking up at her from beside him. Sophia sent me a glare of hatred and crossed her arms over her chest, scoffing. "What?" She mocked. I rolled my eyes at her behavior and stared at her expectantly, waiting for her to say something. "Were you guys really about to have sex in the fucking pool?" She scoffed, and I shook my head. "No." I said honestly. She looked down at Luke and frowned, as he was staring at me. Her gaze stayed on him for a while before she looked back at me and spoke. "You know, I guess it makes sense that you slept with Luke. It's not like he'd be around you for anything else." She smirked, as if she had just given me the sickest burn anyone could ever think of.
"Yeah, except he was around me for quite a while before we even had sex." I retorted, raising a brow.
Sophia's face went sour for a moment before she chuckled and cocked her head as she stared at me. "I guess the same can't be said for your ex. What's his name—Reed? He only fucked you because he knew you'd let him and you still weren't enough." She taunted, causing me to stare at her very hard. I admit, it hurt me to hear that aloud, but it mostly just pissed me off. "I could easily say the same about you and Luke." I smiled, wading my hands through the water. She really didn't like that, her eyes narrowing into slits as she stared at me.
"He would have stayed with me if you didn't whore around!" She hissed, her eyes diverting to Luke as he grabbed my hand, softly kissing my fingers. "You're probably the dumbest person I've met." I said simply, standing up and pulling my hand away from Luke. "How long is it going to take you to understand that Luke doesn't like you?" I asked, staring up at her as he moved over to me. She crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed, glaring at me. "You're a fucking cunt." She spat, a hell of a lot more pissed off than I was. "And you're a desperate fucking bitch who can't stand the idea that someone doesn't want you." I retorted, pushing Luke away as he tried to kiss my neck. I got out and he followed behind me, rolling his eyes as she went to speak again. "Jesus, Sophia. Do you ever shut the fuck up? I don't want to fuck you or look at you or talk to you. Just shut up and leave us alone!" He snapped.
Sophia reeled back at his anger, a frown on her face as she stared at him. "But I want you." She whined, causing him to raise a brow. "I don't care what you want. Find someone else." He shrugged, handing me my towel. She looked back over at me with a glare on her face before huffing angrily and stomping off. "Finally. Now come here." He muttered, wrapping his arms around my waist and trying to kiss me. I giggled and pushed him away, shaking my head. "Stop that." I said, smacking him with his towel until he took it. I blinked in surprise as he pulled off his swim trunks, my eyes avoiding his hard member as he tied a towel around his waist. "You've absolutely no shame." I chuckled, leading him inside.
"Who has time for that?" He grinned, close behind me as I went into our bathroom. "Usually everyone." I shrugged, dropping my towel.
The two of us took a quick shower, mostly consisting of me having to avoid looking at his crotch and telling him not to stand so close to me. We headed into the bedroom and I began searching for pajamas, pulling on my underwear. I looked over at Luke as I pulled on a top, leaving myself without any shorts since the shirt was somewhat long. "Look at you." He cooed, grinning. "You're so cute."
I snorted and crawled into bed with him, shaking my head in amusement. "I'm not cute!" I denied, smacking his arm. He chuckled and grabbed my hand, pulling me on top of him. "What are you doing?" I sighed, softly sitting atop him. He shushed me softly and grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me down to kiss me. I smiled against his mouth and placed my hands on his shoulders, teasingly rocking back and forth on the already hard bulge in his boxers. He groaned softly, gripping my hips as his mouth worked against mine.
Luke tried to pull off my panties but I stopped him, grabbing his wrist as I looked down at him. "No." I refused, smiling slightly at the look on his face. "Sorry." He breathed, kissing my jaw as I lulled my head back. I giggled quietly and repeated the teasing rocking of my hips against his, causing him to moan lowly into my neck. "God, Rosie." He whined, his head tilting slightly to look up at me as I grabbed his wrists, pushing him down into the bed more. "What?" I hummed, attaching my lips to his neck. "You're driving me insane." He panted, a low whimper leaving him as I sucked at his neck.
"Sorry." I said unapologetically, chuckling softly as I trailed a hand down his arm. "I'll stop." I hummed, carefully climbing off of him despite the fact that he was trying to pull me back. "No, baby. Come here." He pouted, attempting to pull me stop him again, but I only shook my head. "We should quit while we're ahead." I whispered, softly kissing him. He stared at me for a moment, a smile hinting at his lips as he shook his head. "You're a teasing little shit. Just gonna leave me like this?" He frowned, gesturing to the tent in his boxers. I chuckled and nodded, moving away from him.
"Of course. You tease me all the time." I shrugged, grinning as he groaned softly and pushed off of the bed.
"Where are you going?" I asked, my eyes following him across the room. He grabbed his bulge, staring down at me with a brow raised. "I'm gonna go jerk off real quick, unless you wanna help me out with it." He said, but I shook my head. He hummed, walking into the bathroom with his hand already in his boxers.