Chapter 21: Can’t Get Enough

Chapter Twenty One: Can't Get Enough
Arnold's POV
After our beautiful night together, Lucas slept immediately while I watch him sleep. Who will ever guess that this beast in the field could look this cute, relaxed almost innocent but wouldn't say that. Not after tonight.
I hope he wouldn't catch any cold. Picked up my phone and took some cute shots before finally sleeping away.
Called and cancelled all my schedule and made breakfast for mine and I while he just blushed and silently ate.
"You stay here alone?"
"Yes"
"Nice place"
"Guess yesterday was too busy, you didn't notice?" He only blushed and took a bigger bite of the waffles.
"What's your plan for today?"
"Practice, maybe"
"But it's weekend"
"It's s choice since…" but he kept quiet and I did not wanting to stress it.
He ended up inviting me over to his place where we spoke so much about everything and nothing.
We didn’t talk much the rest of the way to his house, which was unlike his , a secluded area of the city, surrounded by other homes and people who also wanted their privacy.
I pulled into the garage and popped the trunk. Lucas grabbed his bag and followed me to the door. He pressed the code on my alarm system, and the second it was deactivated, I was on him.
He made an umpf sound as his back collided with the door. It wasn’t soft or easy, and I felt bad about that. For all I knew, Lucas liked slow and gentle sex. Before I could say anything, his bag hit the floor, his hands were in my hair, and he tugged my mouth down to his. The kiss went from zero to sixty in one second flat. My tongue pushed into his mouth.
Lucas pulled my hair, then slid his hands down until they were around my waist. His fingers pressed into me hard, and I knew they’d leave a mark, and I couldn’t fucking wait. I wanted to be bruised by him.
I shoved my erection against him, then pushed a leg between his as I ground my groin on him.
I was surprised when I was shoved backward against the other wall of my kitchen. Fear shot through me. I thought maybe I’d done something wrong or gone too fast, but then it was his leg shoving between mine as his mouth slammed down on me a second time.
Lucas’s hold on my hips tightened. I flinched as I rode his thigh and slid my hands under his hoodie and T-shirt. He had way too many clothes on, but I couldn’t pull myself away long enough to remedy that.
Instead, I shoved my hands down his sweats and gripped his ass. He trembled, his teeth digging into my lip.
Lucas pulled back. “Shit. I didn’t mean to bite you. I’m sorry. I was just getting into it.”
“Bashful, you don’t have to be soft with me. In fact, I’d rather you weren’t.”
I swear to Christ, he fucking growled at me, and then our mouths smashed together, teeth clinking. We kissed as he rutted against me. His ass tightened in my hands, and fuck, was he muscular. I’d seen him, I knew that, but it was something else altogether to feel it.
He bit my lip again, his hips thrusting with mine, and I knew if I didn’t stop us, he’d come like that, rubbing his clothed body against mine. As much as I loved that I could make him jizz that way, I wanted more.
I pushed off the wall, and he stumbled backward, hitting the door again with another umpf. When I dropped to my knees in front of him—which fucking hurt on the tiled floor—he cursed.
I didn’t waste any time tugging his sweats down to his feet. The bulge behind his boxer briefs was massive, the length swollen and thick, and I couldn’t fucking wait to see it. His thighs were tight with long cords of thick muscle. Lucas was a physical specimen, and for the next twenty-four hours, he was all mine.
We had so much time together and didn't want this to ever end.
Didn't know what happened but right in the middle of it we heard a sherieking sound .
We both jumped up , stretching between the bedsheets and blankets and looking at each other.
The fine lady, is it Sonia. His girlfriend and this whole pleasurable weekend and experience came to a halt making me to face the reality.
This is so fucked up, more fucked up for Lucas who was visibly trembling. He loves her but me , definitely lust and then what?
"Sophia!" He begged, his voice cracking while tears streamed down her face. I felt like the third wheel over here and it sucks and hurts.
"Maybe, I should go" I whispered
"Yes, maybe" said Lucas without a glance while he heads towards Sophia whose hands is still shaking over her mouth.
"Is that why ,you and I couldn't... goodness,I'm a damb fool" she choked crying so hard while Lucas tried to hug her but she aggressively pushed his hands.
"Don't you dare touch me!" She shouted running out while I followed behind while dressing.
She zoomed away while Lucas was acting all lost.
"Lucas, calm down"
"Don't you dare tell me what to do , it's all your fault,!"
"How is this my fault?" Now I'm the one getting frustrated . Why is all thses burning back to me ?
"I wish that I have never met you and I wouldn't have find myself in this situation Arnold Thomas or whatever!" He shouted and he seems like he really meant it.
"I am going to go but don't you tell me I didn't hello you find yourself, who you really are and to think that I almost confessed my love for you!" I shouted back storming away.
Vouching to never seek or beg or try. I have always been trying in my whole life. When will someone that I truly love,love me back huh?
But also, I hated myself so much for not forgetting Lucas and for remembering and dreaming about everything we had been experiencing together for the last few days.