Page 85 of Lorcan's Obsession
“I’ll be late.” I narrowed my eyes at him. Showering was the last thing on his mind, and we both knew it.
“I’ll be quick,” he said, opening all six jet sprays.
“You don’t know what that word means!”
“Look.” He ripped my lacy bralette into two.
“Lorcan Greene!”
“Save that anger for when I’m inside you.”
There was no stopping him. Lorcan dipped a finger inside me, relishing my squeal. When he pulled it out, his digit was wet and slick.
“C’mon, baby. Where’s that anger, huh?”
He popped his finger into his mouth, licking it clean and grinning fiercely. With a feral cry, I leaped onto his waist, locking my legs around his hips. In one move, Lorcan sheathed deeply inside of me. Christ, that goddamned piercing of his would be the death of me! Powerful sensations rippled through my core, leaving me breathless. And that was before he started moving his hips.
When those stone-cut thighs started to move, every thrust felt like a stroke of lightning. The rapid, rough grazing of his metal studs made me forget my name. I screamed for him to fuck me harder and faster. Screw my appointments, I needed this bliss as much as Lorcan. Besides, what would a little extra fucking cost me?
The cost was a fuming Selena and Dom. By the time I cleaned up and arrived, I was over half an hour late for our meeting. Despite offering to pay their bill and wearing a creamy white sundress—Selena’s favorite color—their greetings were still lemony.
“Well, this ain’t hot cocoa anymore.” Selena’s threaded brows rose high on her dark-brown face. “We’ve been sitting here for thirty-seven minutes, Tris.”
“What the hell happened, boo? Did you get in a fight?” Dom asked, leaning closer to my face and inspecting the gnarly cut on my lip.
“Move over.” Selena shoved Dom aside and tipped my jaw. “Nah, she fine. Just the boy toy lovin’ a little blood play.”
“He’s not my boy toy. He is my boyfriend.”
“What?" Dom's jaw slackened.
“Gurrl, you better cancel all your appointments and start singing,” Selena stated.
“Okay, okay! But strap in because it’s a hell of a wild ride.”
Once I held my favorite Guylian hot chocolate in my hands, I felt fortified enough to begin. I explained all the topsy-turvy events from yesterday and how our new status came about. They were hooked on every word, but by the time I finished, both of my friends had furrowed brows and pensive looks.
“Don’t you think you are getting carried away in this ‘love’ bubble?” Selena remarked. “Maybe it’s time you got out.”
“No. I’m not. I have everything under control.”
Dom’s playful face wore an uncomfortably somber expression. “Babe, if you wanna keep doing this, you know we’ll support you. But you’re gonna have to be honest with him sooner or later. Otherwise, people will get hurt.”
“Let’s not act like I’m falling in love with him and planning on having his babies. We’re just having fun with labels.”
They both gave me that look. You know, the ones friends give you when they think you’re screwing up but decide to save the lecture for another time? Yeah, that look.
I quickly changed the topic.
“So what’s new with you, Sel? Do you have any plans this weekend?”
"I just booked an ass facial." She stirred her hot cocoa with a coy grin.
"Which kind of facial are you talking about? I have to dot the i's and cross the t's when it comes to you," I teased.
"The beauty spa one, assholes.” She rolled her eyes while Dom and I erupted into giggles.
"Ahh, I see. Well, if they have an empty slot, I can accompany you. Nothing wrong with pampering the assets."