Page 19 of Lucius

She swore he purred a little, a gruff grumbling sound in his chest and she thought it was awesome.

He parked in the employee lot and entered a code into a gate to let them into the park. He held her hand as they walked through the park to his apartment. It was pretty sparsely decorated, but it had a comfortable couch and she’d snuck a peek at the master bedroom when she’d used the bathroom before their date and loved the big bed and the sage green quilt and pillows.

As they reached the small apartment building, she thought over what an awesome first day they’d had.

Great food, great conversation, and so much sexual tension between them that she thought she would combust if she didn’t kiss him.

So she had.

In the parking lot, she’d initiated the best kiss of her life.

Which led her to this point, where she wasn’t sure what was going to happen when she got into his place, but she sure as heck knew what she wanted to happen.

He opened the apartment door and held it for her. As she passed through, she walked into the front room with the sectional sofa with lots of throw pillows and flat-screen TV and turned to face him.

“I just wanted to say something,” she said.

“Anything,” he said as he shut the door and joined her.

He towered over her, all strength and protectiveness.

“I don’t want you to think that I’m just avoiding going to my home because of the situation with my mom and that’s why I wanted to spend more time with you.”

“I don’t think that.”

“Good.” She felt a little awkward, but pushed past it. “I like you. A lot. It’s weird because I feel like I’ve known you for years, like it hasn’t just been hours since we met in the safari tour line, you know? I’m probably not making any sense.”

He stepped even closer and cupped her face. Lowering his head to kiss her, he brushed his lips against hers and said, “You’re making lots of sense. I feel the same way. I didn’t want to say goodbye to you, but I didn’t want you to think that I had any expectations about being with you.”

“I don’t think that,” she said, then smiled as she realized she had parroted what he just said.

She tilted her head up for another kiss and when he gave it, she rose onto her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck. He slid his hands softly down her throat and over her shoulders,before cupping her hips and bringing her closer to him. Then he spun them both and pressed her against the wall.

The movement surprised her. She gasped into his mouth and he chuckled. Gently biting her bottom lip, he kissed his way down her neck and sucked on the place where her neck and shoulder met.

Her hands roamed his broad shoulders and down to his tapered waist. He was built like he worked out all the time with muscles on top of muscles. She was dying to see what he looked like naked.

When she tugged on his shirt, he pulled back from sucking on her neck and pulled his shirt over his head.

“Oh, wow,” she said as she got her first look at the muscles she’d felt under the fabric. He was even more gorgeous than she’d thought he would be without a shirt.

“Your turn, sweetheart,” he said with a rough tone.

She flexed her hips and leaned back into the wall a little, then pulled her shirt up slowly. She was very thankful she’d had the foresight to wear a matching bra and panty set, because she was dressed really casually in a gray top and shorts, but her underwear? Lacy and feminine.

It’s why she’d bought the set—because it made her feel sexy.

He was the first guy to see them, and she adored that because it made it all the more special.

As she lifted her shirt over her head, Lucius growled appreciatively and she grinned. “I love that sound,” she said. “So primal.”

“Just for you,” he said, hooking his arm around her waist. He laid his hand on her lace-covered breast and kissed her. He played with her, sliding his fingers inside the cup to tease her nipple and then finally pushing the material down to free her breast entirely. He found the clasp in the center of the bra andundid it, and then she was laid bare for him, and he growled again as he left the kiss to use his lips and tongue on her nipples.

She writhed in his hold as he teased her expertly, her breasts heavy and aching, and her core throbbing with need.

“Ah, Lucius, just touch me,” she whimpered, digging her nails into his shoulder.

He sucked her nipple into his mouth deeply and slipped his fingers down her stomach to the waistband of her shorts. He let her nipple go with a soft pop and straightened to gaze down at her as he undid her shorts and slowly slipped his hand inside.

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