Semua Bab IN BED WITH HER : Bab 161 - Bab 170

LUKE’S P.O.V Mrs Rider has been nice enough to let me stay over, just like she has many times before. Ian got the guest room ready for me. He said he had a paper due the next day and needed to pull an all-nighter. He’ll have the lights on the whole time. My legs ache from practice, and I’m getting into the shower, hoping the warm water will ease the pain. It’s been two days since I confronted him and Ian and I have been keeping an eye on him ever since. TJ's been ignoring me on purpose. If that doesn’t say he’s hiding something, I don’t know what else will. He didn’t come to confess like er thought he would. Maybe the guilt hasn’t eaten him yet, but it’s just a matter of time. Ian’s genius plan to swap cars so I could meet Dre has been working. We get to spend time together during free periods. The time isn’t a lot, but I’m grateful for it. I’m glad I can still be with her, and we’ve been doing a good job being secretive about it too. So far, I haven’t gotten any threats from

DRE’S P.O.VMy head hits the back of the pillow. The moment I’ve been dreaming of for as long as I can remember is finally happening. Luke wastes no time joining me on the bed. I grab his shirt, pull him on top of me, hungry for those addictive lips of his again. He kisses the life out of me—my lips, my neck, my ears, sucking every tender skin of mine into his neck. He rolls us over, using one hand to support his weight while the other drags his hoodie above my hips.I spread my legs wider for him, letting him slide two thick fingers into my pussy.“I really want this,” I gasp while he kisses and thrusts. “I want your huge dick, Luke.”He smirks, pumping his fingers faster into my aching cunt, thrusting just right until the first wave of my orgasm comes. My legs shake, but Luke pins down, resting his entire weight on me.I'm desperate for his mouth again and when I have it, I do that thing that he likes. Kissing, biting them dragging out his bottom lip between my teeth, letting it s

DRE’S P.O.VI lie sprawled on top of Luke’s naked body, breasts pressed flush against his chest as we both heave, fighting to catch our breath. My heart is still hammering, but a deep, glowing satisfaction settles over me like warm honey.This is bliss.I feel boneless and perfectly used by him. He made me come more times than I can even count. Hard, shaking, screaming orgasms that left me hoarse and trembling. Every single time he praised me, in that low, filthy voice: “Good girl...keep going...you feel so fucking good.” I lost myself completely.His big hands stroke slowly up and down my back, fingertips tracing my spine in lazy patterns. His face is buried in the crook of my neck, lips pressing soft, lingering kisses against my damp skin. And his cock… God, he’s still inside me. Thick, warm, and half-hard, nestled deep in my soaked sex. Neither of us has moved to pull out. I’m drawn to the fullness of it, the way I can still feel every twitch and throb.I nuzzle closer, pressing my

LUKE’S P.O.VHaving Dre as my best friend is great, but having her as my girlfriend is a million times better. I’m so done with the sender bullshit. I want to find whoever it is now. I want to be with Dre peacefully, openly, without being afraid of someone threatening to destroy Dre’s life and reputation. Can’t I just have that? Do I not deserve happiness, to live happily ever after with Andrea Waters?The pressure to find whoever this is builds by the minute, the hour, every passing day.Having to pretend I don't want to grab and kiss, Dre's breath away each time she walks by me. Having to sit away from her, pretending we're not madly in love just to please the sender. It’s agonising. I don't think I can do it much longer. But I’m going to see her tonight, and I can’t be more excited about that.I'm mid-text with Dre when, Ian drops into the seat opposite me. “Lover boy,” he calls, sliding me a bottle of water.I look up from the phone, brow raised at the kind gesture. “Thank you?”

LUKE'S P.O.V I keep checking my phone every few minutes, but nothing. She left me a “seen” too. I get it. She poured herself out to me, and I left her hanging for hours. Of course she’s upset and embarrassed, which is completely understandable. I’m not mad, just fucking determined to make it up to her. I head to Ian’s, wash off the sweat from my skin, then drop onto my bed in nothing but shorts. Staring at the ceiling fan spinning above my head, I lie replaying Dre's pictures in my head. I think about how to make this right tonight. I don’t want to just say sorry, that’s something “best friend Luke” would say. I’m more than her best friend; I’m her boyfriend, and now, simple words won’t cut it anymore. I need to show her through actions that hit deeper than any text ever could. The delay left her hanging, and I refuse to let that linger. I’ll go over to her place like we planned. I’ll tell her face-to-face how much those pictures meant, how hard it was to focus on anything else