Chapter 21



𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕠𝕥, 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥

Eve's POV (ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕪)

I was trapped. I couldn't move.

How could I when Lucas had me trapped beneath his arms? His very heavy, very strong arms. My backside was all smeared against his dick. How had I gotten into this position in the first place? okay, let's see.

Last night, after the whole top and slap fiasco, I had run a shower, bandaged my ribs - which had been very difficult to do on my own.

All you had to do was ask.

It would be a cold day in hell before I'd let myself do that. So after the shower, I came out and found Lucas asleep at the edge of the bed. I wanted to push him off. I almost did but was limited by the pain in my ribs and my fatigued body. So I took my position at the opposite end of the bed and drifted off to sleep.

Only to wake up all wrapped up in Lucas arms and his hardened cock poking my lower back. I had frozen at that moment, too shocked and surprisingly horny to do anything but stare. After a minute, I regained my sanity and tried to lift his arms so I could get away, but the movement only seemed to excite him because he groaned and tightened his arms more firmly around my waist, smashing my lower back to his hot chest.

It was at that point that I realised one shocking thing. I was soaked. Like completely drenched between my legs.

More like doomed.

Yeah, I was doomed and I had to find my way out of this damnation. I tried to forcefully push his arms away but all it did was make my body wiggle. And that was bad because my ass began rubbing itself sensually all over Lucas cock, and he groaned. I quickly swallowed the moan that was threatening to spill out from my lips.

That had felt good.

If I survived this, I was going to get laid immediately. My body was only responding to Lucas because it hadn't felt a warm body in years. Not since-

"God!" I moaned as I felt a hand grab my left breast and squeeze. What the fuck was going on? "Lucas?" I whispered as I tried to face him but he grunted in response and rolled his hips into me. I felt my juices leak past my panties and into my thighs. I was incredibly wet.

Escape! I needed to escape now.

Before my body could catch up with my mind, Lucas hand was already well past my hip and already between my legs, trailing a hot path upwards. His destination? My soaking wet core. My fingers wrapped themselves around his arm as I tried to dissuade him from causing more havoc. "Lucas, Lu- You have - have to s-stop."

I was so hot. I was trying to think, to breathe. But Lucas wasn't hearing any of it cause the next thing I knew, his tongue was inside my ears with his fingers cupping my core. I bit back a moan as my core gushed even more. What was I right now? A fountain? Because I couldn't understand-

A bit into my lower lips as I felt Lucas long, thick fingers slamming into me. I ached my back in pure bliss, My eyes rolling into my head. When I thought I had seen it all he added two fingers at once, thrusting into my frantically. Again and again and again and-

"Fuckkkk!" I cried, not able to hold my moans at bay anymore. Grabbing my ears with his teeth, Lucas found my hardened nipple and pinched it. Hard. My eyes rolled into my head. I was beginning to see stars.

"Evelyn." Lucas moaned and instantly my body tightened, vibrating violently as I tipped over the edge. My core gripping his fingers desperately as I moaned, low and hard.

The Fuck? Did Lucas just call me Evelyn? Did I just come because of it?

As my body began to come down to earth, a drowsy looking Lucas removed his fingers from my core and placed them on his lips. I sucked in a breath as I watched him lick my juices off them, one finger at a time. My body began humming with renewed heat.

I tilted to the side and peered at his face. His eyes were half-closed like he was half awake or something. "I've missed you so much, Evelyn. Come back to me." He slurred and placed his head on my shoulders, eyes completely closed. It was when his breathing went back to a steady pace did I realise the simple fact I had missed.

He had been half asleep the whole time. And he had called me Evelyn.

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I eventually found my way out of Lucas's arms. And three hours later I was still trying not to beat myself up about what had happened. He wouldn't remember it anyway. And that in itself was a relief. At least I wouldn't have to see the gloat in his eyes whenever he looked at me.

I turned on the gas and placed the coffee pot on it. Coffee always had a way of making me feel better. I was extremely glad that everyone was still asleep. Only a few guards were around, moving from the sitting room to the hallway to the store and basically parading the whole house.

Seeing them gave me some kind of peace but it didn't completely take away the edge. I knew how quickly things could go bad. The coffee pot began to wheeze, and I moved to lower it down when a sexy male voice yawned behind me.

"Can I get a coffee?" He said and I tensed. Refusing to turn, to look at him, to think about-

I felt him move up behind me. His chest almost pressing against my back, his hips inches away from my ass. I could even feel the heat radiating from his body. He moved even closer and I sucked in a breath.

This was bad. This was really bad.

I felt his lips at the nape of my neck before he plunged his nose between my hair and inhaled. My pussy clenched and gushed in response, moisture settling between my legs. At the rate at which this was going, I was going to need new panties soon.

He stretched his hands in front of me and just when I thought he was going to caress my swollen mound, he went for the coffee pot instead. "You are letting this delicious heaven overcook." He grunted and placed the pot in front of me. I let out the air I seemed to have been holding, then scooted under his arms and away from him. When I was at a reasonable distance, I turned to him and tried to act as unaffected as possible.

"Good morning, Lucas." I grated out, the words leaving an unpleasant taste in my mouth. What I really wanted to say was; Fuck you, Lucas. For having my heart and shattering it into a million pieces. Damn you for coming into my life again with your drama and round grey eyes. To hell with you for calling me Evelyn again-

"Do you want some?" Lucas asked, his voice breaking through my internal rant. I eyed my Mug, which was now beside Lucas, for a brief moment before deciding against going to get it. I needed to be a million feet away from him if I wanted to stay sane.

"No thank-"

"Come on! I know you were in here for the coffee. Don't stop now on my account." I looked at him pensively, trying to deduce if he remembered anything about this morning. If he did, he was hiding it well.

"Okay, pour me a cup." I succumbed and he broke into a smile and went to work.

"How do you like it?"

"Black. With a spoon of milk and two cubes of-" I stopped myself, face stuck in horror. Lucas looked at me with a frown. "Cinnamon. No sugar." I completed, a blush running down my cheek. That order had belonged to Evelyn. As far as close calls went, this had been the closest.

He nodded, finishing up the coffee. "For a moment there I thought you were going to say two sugar." I shrugged, in an attempt to play it off by staying silent.

Lucas picked up the freshly made coffee and walked towards me until there was just a few inched between us. I collected the coffee from his hands and placed it to my lips, trying to avoid his heated gaze.

"How was your night, Eve?" I choked on the coffee, liquid leaking from the corner of my mouth. Lucas grabbed the cup from me and placed it on the counter. "You okay?" He asked, concern lacing his voice.

"I'm-"

"Eve," Rita barged in, then paused when she saw how close Lucas and I were standing.

I set her a scowl. "What is it, Rita?"

At hearing the tune of my voice, Rita smiled. "Did I interrupt something?"

"Rita," I called her name with a dangerous tint to my voice. "You better start spilling out what you came here for or oh help me, god..."

She rolled her eyes at me. "Senator Mathew is here, and you'll want to hear what he has to say."