Isabella's POV
I turned around, letting go of his hand, the look on his face clueless. Not knowing what to do with his hands he put them back in his pockets. "So, you don't think I can be bad?" I said grinning at his surprised expression when the words pushed past my lips.
"You don't have it in you." He said with a husky voice, trying to provoke what was already clouding my mind. Oh I'll show you!
"Watch me!" I said before sliding my hand over his chest, grabbing a hold of the soft fabric of his hoodie. His lips parted at a loss of words. My hand trailed up, my finger tracing the tattoo in his neck which I had grown so fond of. I could hear his breathing change, becoming heavier by each inch my fingers traced.
I step forward, pushing slightly at his chest, forcing him to step back until his back hit the door, which was my cue to do what I had been waiting for, for too long. I stand on my tiptoes while my hand reaches to the back of his head. Our faces are perfectly aligned, and I don't hesitate to put my lips on his, the sensation electrocuting the butterflies in my stomach. I need to be closer and I need him to want me as much as I want him. I pulled back before pushing myself into him further, our lower bodies inseparable. Lukas gasped before letting his head fall back against the door, closing his eyes briefly.
I didn't stop there, my lips made their way to his neck, putting my lips on his soft skin. I wanted to tease him, to pull back and dive in again but a warm hand trailed up my back to my head, holding me in place, pushing my lips against his skin once more. His other hand latched onto my hip before finding a place under my sweater, my top the only thing between us. I felt my body react to his touch as a tingly feeling between my legs took over all my senses.
While my lips sucked at the skin in his neck, this time deliberately leaving my mark, like the bad girl I am, he moaned in his most deep and husky voice, which accelerated the throbbing in the most sensitive part of my body. My hands found their way under his hoodie. To my surprise, he wasn't wearing anything underneath, but I wasn't complaining as I could feel every muscle under his skin tense as my fingers hit the hem of his jeans, his boxers slightly sticking out. I could feel his fingers digging in my skin as my finger slid along his boxers while pushing my hips into his, his excitement clearly bulging in his pants.
"Fuck." He whispered, his forehead pushing at the side of my temple. His hand leaving the back of my head only to cup my cheek. I smirked, knowing the perfect place where to further tease him. My fingers slid inside his boxers, almost trembling with excitement. He pulled my face towards his only to make our lips touch as he kissed me back, vigorously, full of passion, his tongue sliding inside my mouth.
When my fingers fidgeted with the button of his jeans he stopped, looking at me with dark eyes. I finally freed the button and pulled his zipper down, my finger snapping the band of his boxers to get his attention. He closed his eyes to compose himself, but I wasn't going to let him get away from the moment, so I gently cupped his excitement over his pants which only made him tense up. "Bells stop... Now you still can." He whispered near my ear, his cheek against my temple.
"Not a chance." I whispered back. He pushed me away from him, putting unnecessary space between us and every part of my body was immediately craving his touch. He was panting, his eyes staring into mine and I was unsure what he was thinking.
"Say that again." He whispered sincerely, longing dripping from his voice.
"Not a chance." I said, a smirk on my lips, trying to make my desires clear for him to finally understand. As soon as I finished speaking his hands grabbed my waist, turning us around, pushing me against the door, intensifying the wetness between my thighs. His lips are on mine again and I hope to never leave them, not in a million years. My hand reached back, turning the lock on the door, giving Lukas the perfect nudge to let him know what I want. I want him. When the lock turned, he smiled against my lips and like he was reading my mind, his hands grabbed around my legs, pulling me up.
I wrapped my legs around him, my short skirt wrinkling up my thighs, exposing my black lacy underwear. His fingers digged into my skin as I sucked on his bottom lip, my hands behind his neck pulling him close. "You have no idea how long I wanted to do this." He whispered against my lips, almost smiling with content that he finally could do what he wanted.
"No, you're right... I don't especially since you have been ignoring me." I said, biting his lip as a punishment. But he pulled back looking at me with confusion in his eyes.
"I was giving you space?" He said, almost questioning me.
"Luke, that's the opposite of what I want." I said, trying to catch my breath from all the excitement he was causing. "I don't want space!" Adding to the longing in his eyes. I felt the door leave my back as he carried me through the room, his forehead against mine.
He put me down on what I thought was a desk, but I was trying not to overthink it. Now is not the time. His strong arms left my legs, which were still wrapped around his hips, feeling his erection poking the throbbing down below. "If we do this, I won't ever give you space, ever." He whispered against my lips which were locking with mine.
"What are you waiting for then?" I whispered in his ear, pulling him as close as I could, his hands holding him upright behind me on the desk. What are you waiting for? How many signs do I have to give you to make me believe I freaking want you, all of you! "I'm not going to beg you Lukas." I said as one of my fingers hooked behind the hem of his boxers, trying my best to tease him.
"Fuck, you don't have to beg. Not even a little, I just want make sure you want this." I bit my lip seductively as I stared at him while he spoke. Idiot, I want you more than anything!
"Lukas, shut up and fuck me." The words leaving my mouth before I would think it through. Lukas smiled at me with mischief, his eyes portraying longing and adoration. The golden gleam of the lamp making his eyes appear grey hazel with golden specs. My hands pulled at his hoodie, trying to take it off. He knew exactly what I was trying to do so he helped and before I knew his hoodie was on the floor, revealing him in front of me, half naked, the tattoos on his skin almost glowing golden in the light. My fingers found every line and traced them, his eyes piercing through my skin, glistening at the thought of never leaving his side.
His hands tug at the hem of my sweater pulling it, together with my top, over my head, leaving me exposed in only a sheer black bralette. When his eyes caught a glimpse of what was in front of him, he parted his lips letting his eyes explore every inch of the sheerness. "You're stunning." He whispered, his fingers pushing a strand of curled hair behind my ear before playing with the thin strap on my shoulder.
Not knowing what to do with the compliment I trailed my fingers down his chest, stopping at his boxers before looking up at Lukas biting his lip, his heartrate clearly raising. I push his jeans to his ankles, letting it slide down his legs with ease. My touch continued on the inside of his thighs, caressing their way up to the bulge in his black boxers like a feather. I trace over his hardness making him gasp and his entire body tensed under my touch.
I caressed him more, up and down, slightly and barely, over his boxers making his face tweak in different direction, his breathing heavy and tense. One of his hands gripping on the corner of the desk, his other cupping my cheek. "Bells, I want to touch you too." Why are you even asking?
My free hand grabbed his, sliding it down over my breast to my stomach, to my legs. All, without losing contact with his longing eyes. Not even for a second. His nervous breathing was waving through the air making the most wanting sounds. I guided his hand to the inside of my thighs, he looked nervous like he had never touched a girl, which I knew wasn't the case. His fingers touch the edge of my underwear, widening his eyes and making every inch of my being explode. If this is how almost touching me feels like, then I want it all.
I took control and guided his fingers past the aching edge and let him feel exactly how much he was turning me on. The moment his fingers touch my wetness he put his face in my neck, groaning against my skin. I couldn't help but gasp when his fingers took control, sliding in deeper with ease. I let his hand go, letting it do whatever it wanted and held on to him firmly by his neck as I was about to burst in a million pieces.
"Fuck, are you always this wet?" He groanbed against the skin in my neck, his tones vibrating through my entire body.
"Only for you." I gasped, taking in a sharp breath when his finger hit the right angle and I arched my back, closing the gap between us. I want to touch him too. My hands reached down stroking him again over his boxers, eager to take them off but his hand stopped me, intertwining our fingers until he placed my hand back on his shoulder and I looked at him confused. "Why not?" I pouted at him.
"Bells, I won't last long if you do that. Let me put you in a bliss first." He whispered before gently placing a kiss in my neck but teasing me further with his fingers greedily stroking the pleasure spot between my legs. My breathing was quickening and his grip on me firmer when my body stiffened, nearly reaching my high. He surprised me when he slid two fingers inside, coating them with my pleasure. My fingers went through his hair pulling at the roots wanting him closer to me than ever. Before reaching my ultimate bliss, I pull away his hand, leaving us both panting for more, our eyes boring into each other. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I want all of you, now." I demanded, Lukas's eyes widening at my words, his lips parting and all I could think about was him, all of him, the feeling of him burying himself inside me. Him and I finally becoming one.
"But I might not last long enough to make you co-?"
"Lukas, don't tell me what I want, I want you!" I interrupted him. My words clearly affected him as he pushed his groin against me, his arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me as close as possible. I felt his hardness between my legs, the anticipation alone sending shivers through my entire body. He let go of me only to grab his wallet before throwing a square silver colored packaging on the desk next to us. He swallowed, looking more nervous than me at this point. His leans in closer to my face, gently kissing my lips, letting them linger before pulling back and ripping the packaged between his teeth.
My mind was already two steps ahead, imagining how he would feel as he let himself glide inside me, filling me completely but I'm pulled out of my thoughts the moment he backs up letting go of me completely.
"What the fuck are you doing in my room!" I male voice yells through the room and I was shocked, gasping while my eyes took in the sight of Lukas hasty pulling up his pants and grabbing our clothes from the floor. I hesitated for a moment, thinking this wasn't actually happening and astounded by the fact I was so far gone I didn't even notice the lock had turned. I hopped of the desk, quickly pulling my skirt down and thanking the little lamp in the corner for making it dark enough not to expose me to much. I folded my arms over my chest, trying to hide my bra from the guy standing by the door, who looks like he's about to play golf with his beige pants and cable sweater draped over his shoulders.
"Get out!! Now!" He yelled, Lukas pushing me behind him to shield me from wandering eyes. My cheeks a thousand shades of red.
"Dude let her get dressed first! Have a bit of respect." Lukas growled at him over his shoulder, while handing me my sweater, smiling ear to ear while all I could do was blush with embarrassment. Oh My god, we freaking got caught.
"Respect! Don't talk to me about respect, you guys were having sex on my desk. MY DESK." The guy in capri pants yelled, throwing his hands in the air. I quickly pulled my sweater over my head, knowing we had to get out of here as soon as possible. Lukas did the same, hiding his perfect chest under his thick light grey hoodie. That's too bad.
"Almost, we almost fucked on your desk nerd, get your facts straight." Lukas chuckled at his own words, grabbing my hand and pulling me through the room. "There is a condom on your desk, have fun with it loafer boy." Lukas sneered while passing the guy and I put my lips in a straight line, trying my best not to laugh.
Once in the hallway we heard the door slam shut behind us followed by the guy on the other side cussing at the air and both of us burst out in laughter. Lukas doesn't hesitate to pull me against him, smashing his lips against mine, his hand not letting go of mine.
"That was insane." I smiled against his lips, my cheeks fuming red.
"What? Us almost having sex or getting caught?" He grinned, looking around the hallway as his words were a bit too loud.
"Both!" I widened my eyes at him.
"We were so close to doing it Bella, it's inevitable, you know it." He said, excitement dripping from his voice as his arms wrapped around my waist and he playfully pecked a kiss on my cheek. "Stay with me tonight? So, I can have you all to myself." He asked, his lips touching my ear and his words sending shivers through my spine in the most divine way possible.
"I can't wait." I whispered, trying to sound sexy but failing miserably. Great move Bella.
"My Isabella isn't so innocent after all. Who knew?" Lukas whispered near my ear, pulling me tighter against him, his excitement still rock hard and it left me wanting more. His Isabella? Turned out his words took me to a bliss after all.
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💕 Well, wasn't that intense? Aren't they just made for each other? Don't be mad for postponing the inevitable there's so much more to come. At least, there are no more misunderstandings on what the other wants.
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