She collapsed against him, panting hard, their sweaty bodies sticking together as he rubbed her back slowly.
“Holy fuck,” she whispered. “Lucas, I came.”
He kissed her shoulder. “I know.”
“I’m sorry. You haven’t come, and I’m being selfish and…” she paused and pushed her still shuddering body into an upright position. She stared into their laps. “Wait, did you come?”
He laughed. “Yes, about five seconds after you did.”
“I didn’t… I mean, I had no idea. Mine was so intense that I didn’t…”
“You’re welcome,” Lucas said with a cheeky smile.
It was her turn to laugh. “Oh God, your ego will be huge now.”
“Probably,” he said. “But I think I deserve to be a little cocky, considering I just made you come so hard you saw God.”
“I saw an angel at most,” she said.
He laughed again and kissed her chest. “What do you say we have a shower, and then I’ll make us something to eat.”
“I already had dinner,” she said.
“So did I,” he said. “But we’ll need the calories for what I’m going to do to you later.”
“You want me to stay?” she asked.
He nodded. “I want you to stay the night if you’re good with that.”
She hesitated, and he said, “Almost everyone in this building is in their early twenties. If you leave early enough, they’ll still be sleeping off tonight’s partying and won’t have anything to gossip about.”
She smiled at him. “In that case, I’d love to stay the night.”
CHAPTER20
“No, I don’t believe it.” Lucas put his plate and cutlery in the dishwasher and closed it.
It was Saturday evening, and Emma hadn’t even tried to hide her happiness when Lucas showed up on her doorstep shortly after she’d gotten home from the store.
Lucas hadn’t checked in with her since she’d left him sleeping in his bed early this morning, and she’d told herself repeatedly that there were Saturdays when she didn’t even talk to Lucas, especially if she was busy at the store.
Still, having Lucas show up tonight had sent not just happiness through her but relief too. As much as she loved sleeping with Lucas, she didn’t want to lose her friendship with him. Not even the amazing sex was worth that.
Lucas stared at her, and she pulled herself back to the present. “It’s true. You were my first blowjob.”
“You were so good at it, though,” he said. “Like, really fucking good.”
“Thank you,” she said before wiping the counter. “Did you get enough dinner?”
“More than enough,” he said. “Not to be indelicate, but how are you so good at it, Em? Was there, like, a banana involved?”
She laughed so hard she had to grip the counter to keep her balance. “No, I did not fellate a banana, Lucas. It’s called porn.”
“I just didn’t see you as someone who watches porn,” he said.
“But performing sex acts on bananas. That you can see me doing?”
“Shit, I’m digging a very deep hole here, aren’t I?”