Chapter 22 In Bed With Luke

• I woke up in my own room. The last thing I remembered had been curling up in Luke’s lap at the table. I shifted in my bed and realized that something heavy was slung over my back. I wrenched my neck to see what was pinning me to the bed and my heart beat hard in my chest. Luke lay above the blankets behind me, his arm slung over me. I could see him breathing in slow measured breaths. The sun had set and the only light in the room came from the hall. I shifted under the weight of Luke’s arm and tried unsuccessfully to slide from the bed. I needed to pee so bad. Luke groaned lightly as his arm began to slide from my back. He shifted and pulled me tighter into his chest, his arm tightening around my waist. My back was pressed fully to his sleeping form. My face heated when I felt myself pooling between my thighs. There was something so sweet about the way he held me in his sleep. I wiggled my ass against his thighs and his breath came in quick shallow breaths. The only thing that separated us was our clothes and the thin blanket. I felt him harden against me and my heart began to race. My pulse wild in my chest I pressed my ass firmly into him. He groaned as I ground against him.
• After a moment my hand drifted between my thighs, and I began to grind against it and him. His breath was coming in quick and shallow now; his member hard against my ass. I pulled the blankets to my knees and allowed us to press closer. I couldn’t stand the feeling of my pants against my legs and began sliding them down. I was consumed with need as I pressed my bare ass against the denim that covered his thighs. He stirred as I wildly ground against him and my fingers.
• “Kay?” I heard him mumble in question behind me, his voice thick with lust. In answer I ground against him once more. I had put this off long enough. I was ready and so was he. If we did this I could pretend the need had been inspired by a dream, but we both needed this. I know he had slept with Sera recently, but it was nothing. When we were teens he slept around frequently, and I had adjusted to it quickly. What we felt was something not of this world, nothing he or I did could change that. “What’s going on?” he ground out against my neck. In response I turned in his arms, our faces inches apart. Inhaling his scent deeply I closed my eyes. Was I really ready for this? I had only been with Peyton the past year, David excluded from my mind. Would being with Luke feel the way mi had anticipated? I had made us both wait for as long as I could, and now I stood on the edge of the world, only Luke tethering me in place.