4.

Lori

The exact second I nodded, Lucas’s lips slanted against mine, claiming my mouth in a slow, hungry kiss that instantly set every nerve ending in my body on fire.

An electric surge of heat hit my bloodstream as his tongue parted my lips, taking complete control. He backed me up toward his wide bed and gently guided me down until my head hit the plush pillows.

He lowered his heavy body over mine, keeping the kiss intense as his broad hands began tracing a path down my skin. His palms slid up beneath my top, wrapping around my bare breasts and gently squeezing the soft flesh. When his thumbs flicked over my sensitive, hardened nipples, a ragged moan escaped my throat.

In a matter of seconds, our discarded clothes flew across the floor. We lay completely naked in the dark, bathed only by the soft silver glow of the moonlight streaming through the window blinds.

My eyes felt heavy lidded, blurred by a mix of heavy alcohol and raw desire, while my heart hammered against my ribs like a frantic drum.

Lucas pushed my knees apart, positioning his hard dick right between my thighs. Slick heat had already pooled between my legs, and I bit down on my bottom lip, holding my breath as I waited for him to push inside.

The moment the thick tip pressed through my tight entrance, a sharp, painful gasp ripped past my lips.

Lucas froze instantly. His muscles locked, and he pushed himself up onto his forearms, staring down into my face with a hoarse, croaking breath. “Wait... is this... is this your first time?”

Something about the raw surprise in his deep voice made a wave of burning embarrassment wash over my face. I squeezed my eyes shut, shielding my flushed cheeks behind both of my hands, and gave a tight, reluctant nod.

“And you are absolutely sure you want to do this tonight?”

The quiet, serious tone of his question made my hands drop away from my face. I opened my eyes, finding Lucas looking down at me with a surprisingly soft, careful gleam in his dark gaze.

“It’s completely okay if you want to stop right now, ” he added gently, holding his weight above me without a single trace of pressure. “Just say the word, and we stop.”

In that quiet moment, my chest swelled with an intense emotion I couldn't even put into words. Tonight was supposed to be the magical night I gave my virginity to Travis. The culmination of six months of waiting for him to finally claim me as his girlfriend in front of the entire campus.

Instead, life had dealt me a bitter hand, and here I was in the dark with a guy who was impossibly hotter, someone who wore the ultimate arrogant playboy mask around campus, but possessed a surprisingly gentle, protective side when no one else was watching.

I looked dead into his eyes and nodded again.

“I need you to actually say the words out loud, gorgeous girl,” Lucas murmured softly, his jaw setting firmly. “You’ve had a lot to drink tonight, and I am not taking your virginity on just a silent nod.”

“I’m not too drunk to know what I want,” I breathed out, reaching up to cup the side of his sharp face. “And I want it with you, Lucas Miller.”

Lucas held my gaze for a long second before giving a slow nod of agreement. He lowered his heavy chest flat against mine, the hot, sweat slicked friction of his skin kindling a whole new wave of electricity throughout my body. He dipped his head down, sucking softly on my collarbone and nipples until my hips instinctively arched up to meet him.

Grasping one of my thighs, he lifted my leg high over his hip and slowly, carefully eased his full length inside.

A sharp jolt of pressure stretched me tight, followed by a sting of pain as he broke through my barrier, pushing deep into my core.

“I’m sorry, babe... I’ve got you,” he whispered huskily against my ear, placing gentle kisses along my temple as he let my body adjust to his size.

Once the initial sting faded into a throb of deep pleasure, he began to move. He established a slow, agonizingly perfect rhythm, driving into me with steady, powerful thrusts that repeatedly hit my most sensitive spot. The friction built a tight coil in my lower belly until a loud, breathless moan escaped me and my entire body shattered in a wave of intense orgasm. Lucas held me tight through the climax, accelerating his pace for a few final, powerful drives before letting out a low growl and spilling his hot release inside me.

He collapsed onto his side, pulling my limp body flush against his chest as his breathing slowly evened out. Within minutes, his soft, steady snores filled the otherwise quiet room.

I lay frozen beside him, staring up at the dark ceiling as my heavy breathing gradually slowed down. As the lingering alcohol slowly cleared from my bloodstream, the full, terrifying magnitude of what I had just done slammed into me like a brick wall.

I had just lost my virginity. I had given away the most personal part of myself to the most notorious playboy on campus. All because I was angry at my cheating boyfriend for fucking my rival on my own bed.

Panic seized my throat. I sat up on the mattress, my heart wildly thumping as I swung my legs over the edge. I scrambled around the dark floor, frantically grabbing my discarded shirt, jeans, and underwear, pulling them on in a frantic flash.

Without making a sound, I unlocked his door, slipped out into the empty hallway, and ran out into the cold night as fast as my aching legs could carry me.

By the time I reached the front doors of my dorm, fresh tears were streaming down my face.