Chapter 54

**SCARLET**

I pressed my lips into a thin line. “Do you think those words would turn me on?”
“Yes…” His fingers trailed the hem of my shirt, brushing his thumb against my skin. “Just stop avoiding me.”
“Get your hands off me!” I tried to jerk away, but I couldn’t. “Go back to your date. You already said what you had to say. I’m never sleeping with you again. I hate you.”
“Do you mean that?” His eyes narrowed as his fingers traveled on top of my breast. He pulled down one cup of my bra and pinched my nipple softly.
“Yes, every word.” my voice was a whisper.
“Okay, so answer these few questions, and if you give me an honest answer, I will let you go.”
“What if I don’t want to?”
“You don’t have a choice.” He pinched my nipple once more. I sucked my breath. I nodded, unable to breathe properly.
“So, you don’t want me anymore? You don’t enjoy this?” He pulled down another cup of my bra.
“That’s not the issue.”
“And that’s not the correct answer. Come on, tell me.”
“I do…”
“You remember that even if you don’t answer my question about the two-month rule, you promised to stay with me until you graduate, right? We have a deal.”
“But Thomas already knows—”
“A deal is a deal,” he whispered sharply. “Don’t you know how much time and effort I wasted on this? Unless you wanted Dad to tell Gene.”
“Stop blackmailing me!”
“I’m not.” His hand cupped my right breast and squeezed me hard.
I moaned in pleasure. This is what I hate about myself. My weakness was him, and he knew it. “I don’t want to see you anymore. Tie me up, kill me, do whatever you want. I don’t care.”
He stared at me for a long time, not saying a word until he let me go.
“Is that how you truly feel?”
“Stop intimidating me. I am the only one among us who feels something. So yes, I want you to let me go. I don’t want to see you anymore. I don’t fucking care if you tell Mom or the whole world. Just let me go.”
“Stop lying to me, Scarlet.” He pushed me back against the wall. He bit my lower lip with his mouth. His other hand slipped above my waist, unbuttoning my pants.
My eyes widened. “Luke…” He didn’t let me say anything more. He lifted me up and then set me on a table. “Hey, what!” He kissed my lips hard.
Luke pulled out my pants and underwear in one shot and then dropped them on the floor. When he came back, his tongue trailed my neck. “Don’t you miss fucking me?”
“It was only twice. Not enough to miss anything,” I answered breathlessly.
He didn’t let me finish my sentence. He slipped two fingers inside me, and he teasingly moved it on my G-spot, then he pulled away,
“So fucking wet…” I pushed him back again; his thumb stroked my clit. “At least your body doesn’t lie. Your body fucking missed me.”
I bit my lower lip hard, unable to open my eyes properly. He pulled his fingers out again and brought them up to his mouth, licking them slowly.
Luke parted my legs. He positioned himself correctly. He pulled his fingers out again and brought them up to his mouth, licking his finger slowly. He lifted my right leg and wrapped it around his waist.
“Tell me you don’t want this anymore,” he whispered. “Tell me, convincingly, that you don’t want me inside of you right now.” His other hand grabbed the back of my head and pressed his lips against mine. “Tell me.”
I couldn’t answer. I didn’t want him to stop. Our eyes locked as he unwrapped a condom and then put it on. He stared at me with the same angry expression he had worn all night.
He grabbed both my legs, pulling me forward. He slid his cock into me harshly. I wrapped my arms around his neck to maintain my balance.
“Do you want to know my answer? I fucking missed you. Every single night,” he rasped. “But too bad you haven’t.”
He sank his cock into me. Hard.
“Ahh!” I moaned. He smelled too good for a dream. I have been dreaming about him for the past few nights. Fucking me, giving me everything of him. It was all real this time. I closed my eyes, still hearing him saying my name.
“Damn, Scarlet… Fuck… I miss you so much.”
He looked into my eyes, forcing himself inside me deeper. “Tell me that whenever you touch your pussy, you wish it was my cock inside you.”
I swallowed hard. I was so turned on I had lost myself already.
“Tell me, Scarlet,” he whispered, slipping his tongue into my mouth. Our saliva mixing, our tongues swirling with the same rhythm as if we were made for each other. He opened his eyes; I met his gaze. He was still kissing me while waiting for my answer.
He groaned. He slammed into me once more for his final release, his cock hitting my spot. I tore my mouth away. “Yes!”
A trace of a smile appeared on his lips but eventually faded. He gripped my waist until he stopped pounding. My head fell on his shoulder. He smelled of his sweat with a mixture of natural scents. I smelled freshly fucked.
Minutes later, he pulled out the condom and threw it in a trash bin. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped me with it first. When he finished drying me, he wiped it on his own. Damn it, it was so erotic. Even in clothes, we still mixed together. He put his shaft back and zipped up his pants,
“There won’t be a condom next time.” He leaned forward and kissed my forehead. “And I promise, I won’t even let you sleep because I’ll fuck you all night until the morning.”
Luke picked up my pants and put them back on me. I helped him this time. He put me down on my feet.
“How long do you have to stay here?” he suddenly asked.
“My friends are waiting for me.”
“Hmmm, tell your friends you’re leaving first. I’ll take you home tonight.”
“Luke, you can’t… we can’t.” I closed my eyes. I pressed a hand on his chest.
He rolled his eyes. “Just come.”