Page 145 of Unexpected

Luke ushered me out the back door and hurried us to his truck. He didn’t forget to open my door, but he quickly shut it and jogged to his side. The moment the truck was on, he peeled out of the lot like we were in a fucking getaway car.

“What the hell is the rush? What urgent things do you need to attend to?” I asked, holding on to anything in the truck cabin that would keep me from swinging back and forth even with my seat belt firmly buckled.

“I need to fuck my girlfriend. That’s the urgent thing I must attend to,” he said as he made a sharp right out of the parking lot.

I threw my head back, laughing at his dramatics. “Is it really that urgent?”

“Yes!” he exclaimed, huffing out a frustrated breath when we were stopped by a red light. I guess it wasn’t urgent enough to mean running red lights. “This is a historic moment; sex as a couple for the first time is a special occasion.”

I raised my eyebrows in interest and decided to play along. “You’re absolutely right. You know, it’s been a while since I’ve done this, though. Can you explain to me how this differs from sex as a not couple?”

When the light turned green, he gunned it up to the speed limit and then let off the gas slightly. “Well, it varies from couple to couple, but I know you’ll enjoy the things I have planned for you.”

I wanted specifics, but I decided it wasn’t a bad thing to be surprised every once in a while.

The normal fifteen-minute drive took half that time, and I swore Luke was going to leap from the car before he’d put it in park.

The guy really wanted to get laid.

I already had my door open and was hopping out when he made it to my side. Without a word, he gripped my hand and tugged me to the stairs, which he began trying to take two at a time.

“Okay, I have short legs, dude. I cannot go up the stairs like that. You go ahead”—I waved him forward—“and unlock the door.”

He bounded the rest of the way up the stairs and was through my apartment door before I had even made it to the top of the second set.

His enthusiasm was cute, though. I contemplated telling him that he was cute and seeing how he felt about the word when Lexi stepped out of her apartment.

“Oh, hey. Long time no see,” I said. “How are you?”

She’d dyed her hair nearly black, and it honestly fit her better than the orange. She also looked like she was heading to the store with several reusable grocery bags in her hands.

“Hey, Hazel. I’m good. How was your Thanksgiving?”

“It was actually really great. My mom and my—” My apartment door opened abruptly and cut off my words. I didn’t have a chance to finish my conversation as Luke’s hand darted out and caught me by the wrist.

“Hey!”

Luke peered out into the hall and was wearing a no-nonsense face which excited me. “Sorry, Lexi, Hazel needs to fuck her boyfriend right now. She’ll talk later,” he said as he shut and locked the door behind us.

“Okay, that was rude. And you don’t have to advertise our sex life to all of my neighbors.”

Luke shrugged and scooped me into his arms. Reflexively my legs tightened around his waist, and I could tell how hard he already was. “Angel, they’re going to know when they hear you screaming my name.”

“Oh, and you’re so sure that I’m going to scream?”

“I’m undefeated so far.” His voice was low and dripping with lust. I assumed he’d carry me into the bedroom, but he stopped at the couch. We’d had sex on almost every square inch of my apartment besides the couch, so I guessed he wanted to rectify that issue.

He sat down with me on his lap, and rather than come at me like a dog in heat, Luke pushed my jacket off my shoulders as I dropped my purse to the floor behind me and pried my shoes off.

Left only in my jeans and a T-shirt, Luke tangled his hands in my hair and pulled me to him. The eagerness I felt in his kiss outside of his truck was there again yet intensified. He immediately urged my lips apart with his tongue, and I moaned at the first caress of it against my own. His hands stayed tangled in my hair as we became a mess of lips and teeth and tongues. But I let my hands roam over his neck, shoulders, arms, and chest; I wanted to feel him everywhere.

We broke apart only for a second so he could pull my shirt over my head, and I pulled his off before we were back together again. My breasts pushed against his hard chest, and I could feel my nipples harden beneath the fabric of my bra. I took his lower lip between my teeth and bit down slightly. He growled in response and pushed his hips up into mine.

We had too many clothes on, both of us still dressed from the waist down, and I needed him as close to me as he could be.

“I want to feel my girlfriend’s mouth around my cock,” he said before pushing me off his lap and loosening the tie of his scrubs around his waist. Without hesitation, I dropped to my knees in front of him, but he shook his head.

“Take off your pants and come up here.” He patted the couch next to him, sliding his pants down his toned legs. “I need to touch you, too.”

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