Page 73 of Beautiful Harmony

Lucas grinned distractedly at her before yelling, “Wyatt, zombie at three o’clock!”

He was sitting in his gaming chair, which, while nice, wasn’t nearly as nice as hers, and he’d dragged over the armchair, positioning it next to his gaming chair. She leaned in the doorway and looked him over.

He wore a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, and she watched his thigh muscles flex as he leaned forward, staring intently at the screen. “Jesse, take the one on the left. I’ve got the other one.”

He used the controller with ruthless efficiency, his biceps bulging a little against his sleeves. She swallowed hard. Desire was already making her pussy wet.

Girl, please. You’ve been wet all day just thinking about seeing Lucas tonight.

Wasn’t that the truth. She’d made a ton of mistakes at work, eventually just giving up working the till and asking Cora to ring through any purchases. She’d spent the entire afternoon holed up in her office, supposedly working on admin stuff, but in reality, just daydreaming about fucking Lucas tonight.

For the first time ever, she had zero interest in gaming. How could she when fucking Lucas was way better? She’d had no idea she could become this obsessed with dick, but here she was.

Is it dick you’re obsessed with or Lucas in general?

Her gaze narrowed in on his crotch. She hadn’t even given him oral sex yet and was dying to try. She’d never had a dick in her mouth before, but she’d watched enough porn to feel comfortable in at least trying it.

Too bad she was here to game and not blow Lucas.

If you want to blow him, blow him. He’s not going to object.

Feeling a little nervous and a whole lot naughty, she set her controller and headset on the floor and pulled her shirt over her head. She wore a soft tight tank top underneath, and she hesitated only briefly before reaching under the tank top and unhooking her bra. She pulled it off and dropped it on her shirt before adjusting her tits through the tank top. Lucas’s gaze was glued to the screen, and she was a little amused by how he didn’t notice her unbuttoning her jeans and shoving them down her legs. She stepped out of them and pulled off her socks, leaving her in the tank top and a pair of cotton boy shorts.

Not the sexiest underwear, but it was a little too late to worry about that. If Lucas liked lacy thongs on a woman, he’d have to be disappointed. She didn’t do thongs or lace.

Leaving her clothes in a small pile on the floor, she walked toward Lucas, standing behind him in his gaming chair before leaning down and pressing a kiss against his neck.

He twisted his head and grinned at her. She could hear Nathan’s voice through his headset. “Lucas, behind you!”

Lucas turned back to the screen, shooting the zombie that was coming up behind him.

Feeling truly wicked, Emma slipped around the chair and stood before Lucas.

“Holy fuck,” he said.

She grinned and knelt in front of him, resting her hands on his thighs before leaning over and kissing just above his knee.

Lucas’s eyes widened, his hands clutching at the controller. Jesse’s voice squawked out from the headset. “Lucas! I need your fucking help over here, man!”

“Sorry!” Lucas shifted his gaze back to the screen.

“Where the fuck is Emma?” Jesse’s voice was softer this time, but Emma had no trouble hearing him.

“Uh, I think she’s, um, running a little late,” Lucas said.

“That’s not like her,” Wyatt said.

Emma kissed Lucas’s thigh before sliding her hands up his legs and under his shorts.

“Oh God,” Lucas groaned.

“What?” Nathan asked. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he said quickly. “Fuck!”

Emma grinned as she grazed her mouth again over the growing bulge at Lucas’s crotch.

“Lucas!” Nathan said irritably. “Why the fuck are you headed into the field?”

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