Last night should not have happened, I recklessly gave myself to Lucas where I promised myself that no matter what happened, it would never go that far. Foolishly I believed that if I, which was the one of the best sex I have ever had in my fucking life, but I thought that it would take his mind off his persistent question.
Well, if I thought it would…it failed spectacularly.
And to make things even one fraction worse…the man has my phone number and he has not stopped texting me. It is not bad enough that the man is as hot as fuck both physically and between the sheets, now he wants to spend time with me.
“This is not part of the plan!”
Savanah only but bursts out in a fit of laughter as she comes with it, “I told you, Lex. Did I not?”
“Oh, shush.” I wave her off as I pull the blanket even further over my head. I do not want to face the world today. Not only am I irritated with my plan that is going
There is no part of this body that is going to lie to you; yesterday, and even perhaps the day before, is the greatest fun, though it being tormented, but I have never had any man made me feel so good by the mere touch of his lips. The way he winds those fingers around my body to torment me with pleasure is near heaven if I have to admit it to myself.But I am losing focus and getting trapped with the man that I wish to trap. The real reality of the fact is that Lucas has grown up a bit since the last time our paths have crossed. Though just as then, as in now, he knows exactly what to tell a woman to make her feel special whether he means it or not.So, needless to say, he has played his way with his words, and much to my own better judgment, he has me dwindled at his fingertips. And as I am still very much caught under his spell, it only takes one chuckle from Savanah to rip me back to that reality, “I think that a certain someone is falling for Mr. Lucero.&rdq
A cool mist of sweat falls over my skin as I feel the naked body of Lucas slides in behind me. I don’t know when he slipped inside and how I did not hear him, but the desire I had two seconds ago to tell him to get out vanished as I felt every square inch of my body dissolve into him.With a soft, stuttering breath, I try to find the words, though they come through slow and trembling, “Lucas, what are you doing in my bed?”“Baby doll, you did not come.” He pauses for a breath moment as I feel his warm breath linger on top of the edges of my delicate skin. “I was waiting for you, but you never came.”“Lucas,” I grind into my teeth as he starts to run his fingers over my thigh, “I don’t want…”He does not even give me a moment, for then he continues, “Ssshhh, baby doll, I know you do, and I know…” He stops and hesitates, “I know there is something…
There is a suffocating silence that take a hold of my heart, squeezing every beating breath from my lungs. As each syllable leave the lips of Lucas, I feel my world grow smaller and smaller until there is nothing but panic that has taken a hold of my heart.I know that it is only but mere seconds and every inch of ratianol self-control that I have will be gone. My demons are yet to be set lose and all my secrets discovered. So with the utmost calm I count down and before any other reason can take over my senses, I press my lips against Lucas as to not allow a single word to escape his throat.Yet, he pushes me away for an inch of a length and with my eyes closed down real damn tight, I hear the words come from him again. “Why did you leave me Lexi?”His voice is soft and gentle but every word stings as deep as a burning thorn in the delicate parts of a still aching heart.But, “I don’t know what you are talking about, Lucas.&
As he makes his way to the room door, the tears that have been threatening to consume my eyes and edge their way down my face come rolling with such great force. The raging anger that is suffocating every corner of my body lets loose like a beast. As far as my feet take me into the room, every single object that finds itself in my path shatters in pure brute force against the wall. The very place that we made love not so long ago, the very lingerie that I wore is ripped to shreds until there is nothing but small pieces of fabric scattered over the floor. The chair he sat on, finds its way through the room, there is glass shattering into fragments of nothing. I ram my fist with a hatred so raw in the mirror where he watched his reflection, hundreds of pieces cutting at the skin of my hand.I lay complete destruction to everything that is and was a part of him until I can say that for now, for this minute, I shall be rid of any thought of him. And when he returns into the passa
I believe that we are whom we choose to be. Nobody is going to give you anything. You have got to go out and fight for it. Nobody knows what you want, expect you, and nobody will be as sorry as you if you don't get it. Nobody has the power to shatter your dreams but you. So do I believe that I should give up on my dream?That is the shit that kept running through my mind last night as I tried everything in my power not to think of Lucas.I have fought with every part of my being to get what I want. It takes a lot for me to give up. I can't just give up because of one thing that happened. I will keep on fighting and fighting until I have nothing left in me, and giving up is the only option left.That is the second load of shit that came to my mind. He was officially haunting not only me but my dreams as well. And to make things even somewhat worse is the fact that he has not, for once, stopped fucking phoning.Yes, the desire to pick up again was still the
…Lucas POV…Endless agony.That is what it feels like to be in my own presence.It is the third day now that she has not been back at the club, and it is absolutely killing me still. I know I need to get my head together, but I simply do not want to do it.WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?This is a fucking mess. My perfect mess.Yes, Lucas Lucero’s heart is broken.I have to see her.So it is with the utmost determination that I can keep it together that I make my way to her home. With somewhat trembling hands, I softly knock on the door, yet it is Savanah that opens.“Hey, Lucas.”“Hey Savanah, is she here?”“She has not been out her room for three days now. Please talk to her.”With that I slowly walk over to her closed bedroom door. With one deep breath, I struggle to find my voice, “Lexi, can I come in.”There is no answer.
I remember that night I left.It is a memory that I play over in my head every day when the emotions come flooding back like a big tidal wave. It rolled over me like a storm and consumed every part of my being.I sat in the darkness of the room; I sat there questioning myself if I was about to make a big mistake. That night I was not sure if it was the right thing to leave Lucas the way that I had planned.I remember it as if it was just yesterday…I have learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking a moment, and making the best of it without knowing what's going to happen next.It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone, the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted for having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you be
…Lucas POV…Tonight I am in the same place I find myself every night. A place between excitement and danger. Where you live on the edge of pleasure, of pure adrenaline that flows through your veins. I love every minute of the thrill. I did not get to be here by playing safe or obeying the rules that society sets.Do I desire this lifestyle? Absolutely yes.So I sit and stare over the masses of people filling every corner of the room. This is such a cliché, a man like me sitting in such a familiar place as this. Well, here is where I thrive; here is where I rule. But my power goes beyond these doors, far into the city and beyond the state.Lucas Lucero shall be a name that you say softly over your lips, for if I catch you not respecting one syllable that flows from your mouth, you shall find yourself at the bottom where daylight does not flow.Tonight as with every other, I find myself surrounded by more women than I possi