Chapter Seventeen

Kara's jaw fell open.
"What? Y-you can't... you can't do that!"
Lucas bit into a juicy slice of pizza and looked at her over the crust. He drew out his chewing, savoring each burst of flavor and Kara had never wished so badly to be a slice of pizza.
Slowly he got up and closed the distance between them. Kara wanted to move away, damn it, she wanted to run, but her feet disobeyed her. And when she bloody needed them the most, the traitorous limbs!

He stopped a quarter inch away from her and stared down at her.
"Why not?" he questioned.

Kara opened her mouth, then closed it. She opened it again, inwardly cursing when still no words came out. She had to give him a piece of her mind! She had to put him in his place, but there she stood, looking like a fish out of water.

Lucas grinned wickedly at her tongue tied state and the electrifying sight of his curved lips zapped her back to life, but just as she was about to tell him off, he shoved the pizza in her mouth! Kara gasped.
How dare he? This was the limit! He'd get a piece of her mind, if she died giving it...but, Kara paused.
Tasted.
Dear goodness, it was absolutely orgasmic. Her eyes fell closed on the delicious food on her tongue, she quickly sunk her teeth in and took a bite.
A groan came up her throat as she chewed. What was this delicious pastry thing? Whoever made it was royalty. She opened her eyes and found Lucas staring down at her.

Lucas was having a difficult time getting his thoughts in order. He'd just fed her pizza. God, she chewed like she was cumming and, fuck, it was so hot.
He said nothing, just stared at her. When her tongue slid out to tentatively lick up the sauce on her bottom lip, his eyes darkened as they followed its hypnotizing movement.

What the hell was he doing? He couldn't let this little street thief hypnotize him with her lethal charms.
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea," Lucas murmured like a man being put to death.
Kara let her gaze drop and nodded in agreement. Good. He would leave.
Her heart thudded at the thought. She just realized how safe she felt with Luc there. The whole day, she'd pushed thoughts of the shadow to the back of her mind, but it was night time now. If Lucas left... But he had to. She couldn't risk him seeing through her.
"But good or bad idea, I'm staying," Luc said.
Kara's gaze shot up. "But..."
"You won't tell me what's after you, so I refuse to risk anything happening to you. I... I still need to get my money from you."
Her brows drew together in a glare that Lucas was appalled to find absolutely endearing.
"Oh, whatever. Just stay out of my way," she said and turned back to her painting.
Lucas stood behind her and finished his slice of pizza while she added what he assumed was the finishing touches to her painting. She dabbed a little of he-didn't-know-what here and there then stepped back to let it dry properly.

"Make sure you don't touch it," she warned. "It should be dry by morning."

Lucas nodded, secretly knowing exactly what he was going to do to let her keep her painting.
"Food now?" he offered, strolling back to the sofa.
Kara watched him walk away in his half lazy, half sexy, half arrogant, half alpha male way and she didn't even know how many halves his walk had, but she was pretty sure she'd just made him two people.
He wore sweatpants and the same V-neck white t-shirt with the brown blot on it.
"Are you going to actually come and eat or just stare at me?" Kara heard Lucas ask.
With an embarrassed gasp she darted to the sofa, then slowed her steps almost immediately. She didn't want to look too hasty now. Regally lowering herself onto the sofa, she reached for the remote and a slice of pizza.
Lucas watched her with an amused raised eyebrow, but said nothing. She sat far away enough for another person to fit in the space between them and all he wanted to do was drag her closer and bury his face against her soft neck.
No.
He came to look out for her tonight. Nothing else.

"Ooh!" Kara suddenly said. Lucas glanced at the TV. Kara had found one of the Pirates of The Caribbean movies and was bouncing excitedly on the sofa.
He scowled at the screen.

"Mais ce n'es pas possible!" he groaned.

Kara eyed him. "What? It's Jack Sparrow!"
She did another excited bounce and he let his head fall back against the sofa as he gave her a flat look. "It's been so long since I saw his very first Pirate movie in..."
When she trailed off Lucas raised his head. She was so careful, he noticed. So careful to not expose too much of her past. Well, too bad. He intended to find out everything.
Kara bit her lip, eyeing him out of the corner of her eye. Damn, she'd nearly let it slip. She'd have to be very careful from now on, wouldn't she?
Suddenly she jumped of the couch, placing the remote on the table.

"I'll be right back," she said with eyes trained on the screen. She stared at Jack Sparrow on the TV until she reached her bedroom door. Her t-shirt had ridden up over her bottom and Lucas tried, he really did, but his eyes wouldn't look away.
When her bedroom door slammed shut, it snapped him out of it and the next thing he saw was Jack Sparrow fiddling with an old compass of some sort. Lucas ran a hand through his hair in irritation. He couldn't stand the guy.
He grabbed the remote and put on motor racing. He leaned back in his seat and grabbed a slice of pizza.
A few minutes later, Kara emerged from her room, racing for the couch. He immediately took in her now untied hair. It streamed down her back in thick black falls. She switched her black jeans for a pair of snug grey sweatpants. Lucas had his pizza paused halfway to his mouth, staring at her when suddenly she glared at him like a baby dragon about to breathe fire.
"You took out the Pirates!!" she screamed. Lucas started and looked back at the TV.
"Oh, yeah. I did," he grinned. He'd totally forgotten to prepare himself for battle when she came out.
"Put it back!" Kara demanded, heartbroken at the thought of missing anything Jack Sparrow had to say.
Lucas took a bite of his pizza and shook his head 'no', trying not to smile.
Kara was fuming. With a guttural cry of war, she flung herself at him from across the sofa and sent him falling backwards. His pizza went flying across the room.
"Ooompph!" went Lucas as Kara slammed the air out of him. Carefully swallowing so he didn't choke on his food, he tried to hold her off. Kara wasn't having it. Damn him, the remote was behind his back and she was going to get to it, come rain or high heaven! Jack was depending on her!
"This is my house! Give me the remote!!!" she yelled.
Lucas grinned at her red-faced efforts, holding back laughter. "Your house? Ow! I practically own that TV! Okay, Kara, Kara! Let's... let's talk about it!" She jabbed him in the ribs. "Oomph!"

"I want to see Jack!"

Lucas laughed hard, his ribs hurting as her fingers tried to wrap around his throat.
"It's not funny, you... you chicken chaser!"
The insult had Lucas roaring with laughter. What the hell had she just called him?
Kara felt her blood boil. Jack and the crew had probably gone through a dozen adventures and here she was, stuck with noisy cars on her screen!
When her feet slipped, her knees landed around his waist and the second her ass landed on him, Lucas' laughter got caught in his throat. Her fingers busily fiddled behind his back, trying to get the remote in the determination only a true fan could have.
He looked up into her furious eyes and could see that she had no clue... she had no idea what dangerous grounds she had just ventured onto.
"Easy, easy!" he tried pushing her gently off before he lost himself and ended up accidentally knocking away her hands and her body pressed down on him in the process. Pressed on him hard. Lucas groaned, he couldn't hold it back. She was so soft and hot, sitting on his cock and not knowing it.
Her hips rocked with her movements and Lucas grabbed them between his hands, holding her very still while he tried to clear the spots appearing in his vision.
Fuck.
"Stop... good Lord...." he murmured as though in pain.
His blood was already pounding, feeling her butt sitting on him, his hands on her body. He wanted touch her skin. Have her right there.
Kara stopped and glared down at him, before gathering his shirt in one fist and lifting the other poised threateningly over his face to bash it in.
"Hand it over," she snarled.
Lucas coughed out a laugh at her adorable pose. "Okay, okay, just..."
She moved and Lucas groaned. This time she took notice and slowly lowered her fist.
There was something under her bum. It was really hard. Kara frowned down at their bodies.
"What is...?" she trailed off as it dawned on her that she was in a very peculiar position.
Lucas saw the blush creeping up her neck until her face was covered. When she looked up from where she sat, her eyes were wide, her lips parted and it was all he could do to not kiss her again. Taste her.
Kara began to tremble. She tried to stop it, but the way Luc was staring hungrily up at her wasn't helping. His hands on her hips slid upwards and the fingertips...just the tips lightly grazed her skin above the waistband. She sucked in a breath.
Their gazes locked and all she felt were his fingers grazing her sides.
Kara felt her body arching. It was just his fingertips, how did they have such an effect on her? He slid his hands up her sides and caressed her skin beneath the black t-shirt. Kara sighed as tremors ran through her and concentrated right at her core. On that naughty spot. Her eyes fell closed and her hands slid up his chest as a gentle breath huffed out from between her parted lips.
Lucas gazed up at her. She was so beautiful, so intoxicating. He shouldn't have been doing what he was doing, but fuck if he could stop himself. Then her palms were rubbing his chest and Lucas thought he would die.
He trembled beneath her hands and drew her body down against him. Kara felt him hard against her core when he pressed up against her and a whimper escaped. His hand trailed up her back and traced the back of her neck as her cheek lay on his chest. He drew her face up then and when he saw the flash of hot, molten desire in her emerald orbs, Lucas released a groan and claimed her mouth. Wanting, needing to taste her again. This had not been a part of the plan for the night. But, fuck. He wanted her.
So badly.
Her hands were clutching his shoulders and Kara let him indulge in her mouth. She'd never thought the sounds she was making would ever be made from her own throat. But they were.
She sighed when he drew the tip of his tongue along her neck, then sucked on it and she moaned deep in her throat. She didn't know when her hips had begun rocking, but they were. And he held her tighter, feeling her softness against him. She felt so good.
Lucas held himself back. He was damn wild and Kara was so precious, so delicate, he didn't want to hurt her.
However, she had other plans in mind as she began rocking against his hard cock, little moans escaping her mouth as she closed her eyes.
Kara didn't know where it came from, but Lucas brought it out in her. He made her heart speed and skin tingle and her pussy wet.
Fuck, she was being so bad. Her tongue slid out and licked the base of his throat.
"Fuuckk," he groaned deeply and she felt it tremble through his body.
Luc's hand slid over her hot skin, making Kara gasp. It found its way past her waistband and when his thick, strong fingers found her... hot and slippery wet, he closed his eyes to gather control.
Kara cried out, bucking against his fingers. Lucas watched her, entranced by her arousal.
"You like this?" he murmured against her flushed cheek. Kara whimpered, clutching hard at his chest. Nobody had ever touched her like this before.
His finger traced up her wetness and rubbed against her sensitive clitoris. She groaned loudly and rocked on his hand.
Lucas was breathless, his cock hard as rock as he felt her dripping sweet nectar on his fingers. He rubbed her like he was hungry to touch her, his moistened fingers making erotic patterns on her wet core.
"You're so wet for me...This pussy's so wet for me..." he growled. Kara felt it rising inside her. She didn't know what it was but his dirty, dirty words had it rising faster and so much hotter. She whimpered over and over, holding him tight as his hand moved faster on her.
"Cum for daddy..."
Kara felt her body convulse and she threw her head back, feeling like she had burst into a million little sparks like a huge firework. She trembled from head to toe and oh, it felt so so good. His fingers still moved on her pussy and she thought she'd died.
Kara blinked her eyes open and found her cheek pressed against Luc's chest. She felt his hands resting on her back.
When she lifted her face up to look at him with heavy lidded green eyes, he was watching her, a look of pure fascination in his stormy grey eyes.
It took a second. But soon enough the shock poured into Kara and she went leaping off Lucas like a cat who stepped on a sharp nail, only to land painfully on the floor in a beautiful mess.
"What the devil are you doing, Kara?!" Luc questioned, sitting up.
Kara jumped up off the floor and pushed her hair back with both hands as she stared at him with wide eyes.
"Oh, my God..." she whispered. Lucas frowned.
"Are... are you okay?" he asked.
Kara shook her head. "No," she squeaked. "Not okay. Not okay at all. I can't believe we...I... " She groaned and without further discussion turned around and ran straight into her room, slamming the door shut on her embarrassment.
Lucas stared at the door and ran a hand through his hair.
"Great..."