I could feel Luka’s body relax as he realized he wasn’t going to be in the doghouse for very long.
“What shouldn’t you tell me?”
“Not only did I never have sex with him, but I never even kissed him. Anywhere,” I stressed, thinking about his mention of a blowjob earlier. “And the only place he’s ever kissed me is on the cheek when I turned my head to avoid his goodbye kiss on our last date before I told him I just wasn’t interested.”
“Okay. I guess I can let him live then,” Luka said. “But only after I get to rub in his face that I get to touch you however and whenever I want and he couldn’t even get to first base with you.”
And he proceeded to do just that by lifting me up on my tiptoes and kissing me deeply. His hands swept down to my ass to drag my body even closer to his. One hand crept back up and wrapped into my ponytail as he bent my head back and ravaged my mouth. I was faintly aware of the catcalls from behind us but couldn’t gather my wits as Luka devoured me. Minutes passed with us plastered together before he finally pulled away with a triumphant grin on his face.
“You still owe me an apology,” I muttered once I was able to think clearly again after that kiss.
Luka pinched my ass before replying, “How about I give you a fuckpology instead?”
“What?” I asked, my jaw dropping open in shock.
He grinned at me wickedly and leaned down to whisper in my ear. “I could just say I’m sorry or I could show you exactly how sorry I am. In bed. Which one would you prefer I do?”
“Hey, Lexi,” I called out to my best friend.
“Yeah?” she asked.
I grabbed my sandals and shirt and replied while putting them on, “Luka and I have to bail. He’s got practice tonight, and with that tournament coming up after Christmas, he needs to get some rest so he’s in tip-top shape.”
“Rest, hmmmmm?” Lexi teased. “Is that what they’re calling it nowadays?”
“Oh, there will be resting,” Luka muttered as he grabbed my hand and led me past everyone to the door. “After I’m done with you, you’ll definitely need to take a nap.”
chapter 10
luka
That day at the pool might have been the first time I owed Aubrey a fuckpology, but it certainly wasn’t the last. It was possible that she let me get away with a hell of a lot because she enjoyed them so much. They were the shit.
The only problem was that I kept fucking up in the first place. Aubrey hadn’t been far off when she’d called me a caveman because I found myself wanting to drag her by her hair to my cave on a regular basis. Like whenever other guys were around. She was just too damn sexy for her own good, and it was like she didn’t even have any idea of the havoc she wreaked on the male population on campus.
Like right now, for example—standing there, talking to a guy after class who was trying to look interested in whatever they were talking about while also trying to look down her shirt without Aubrey noticing. She could be so damn clueless sometimes, and it drove me even more nuts. I had to mark my fucking territory all the time so other guys couldn’t miss that she was mine. Even from my own damn teammates sometimes and they already knew better than to pull that shit with her.
“Sam,” I growled as I walked up and wrapped my arms around Aubrey.
He looked at me sheepishly, knowing that he’d just been caught staring at my girlfriend’s boobs. “Hey, Luka.”
“You mind if I steal Aubrey away?” I asked, not really giving a shit what his answer was. “Or did you need more time with my girlfriend?”
“Luka,” she sighed and turned in my embrace to look up at me. “We had a pop quiz today and Sam and I were just comparing answers to see if we could figure out if we did well or not.”
That might be what she had been doing, but Sam had been buying time so he could enjoy the view. He was a dog and always had been. He’d gotten into enough fights with boyfriends during the years we’d been playing hockey together that I knew he couldn’t care less if a girl was taken or not. If he wanted to get his dick wet, he went for it no matter what. And I didn’t trust that he cared if the girl’s boyfriend was one of his own teammates or not.
“I’m sure you did great, moya printsessa,” I reassured her as I gave Sam a curt nod and led Aubrey away. Thank fuck it was her last class of the day and I didn’t have practice tonight.
“Then why were you a jerk to Sam?” she asked as we walked to my car. “He wasn’t doing anything wrong, Luka.”
I stopped for a moment and looked down at her. “Trust me. He knew exactly why I was acting pissed off and what he was doing to cause it.”
She rolled her eyes at me and stomped across the parking lot to stand by the passenger’s side door of my car. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest and her foot was tapping out an irritated rhythm on the ground. I opened the door for her and she hopped in without saying a word.
We rode to my apartment building in complete silence, and I figured she was just trying to decide out how she wanted to respond. Then she still didn’t say anything in the elevator. Or as she dumped her backpack on the kitchen table before she stomped into my room and slammed the door.
“Fuck, bro. You’re in the doghouse again?” Jason asked. He was sitting on the couch and a grin on his face like he enjoyed watching me get into trouble with Aubrey.
“Sam’s in her Econ class and was chatting her up when I got there,” I muttered.
“Dude, you don’t think he was hitting on your girl. Do you?” Jason wondered aloud. “I mean, Sam will chase just about anything in a skirt, but even he’s got to know you would literally kill him if he touched her.”
“I don’t know. And I don’t really care because he shouldn’t be alone with her anyway,” I growled before stalking towards my bedroom.
“And here we go with the caveman shit again,” I heard Jason say as I closed the door behind me.
Aubrey was lying down on the bed with a pillow over her head.
“I don’t like when you’re alone with other guys,” I started, but I didn’t get very far because she threw the pillow at me.
“Luka, we weren’t alone,” she argued. “I was standing in a public building on a college campus outside a classroom where anybody could walk by. Hell, you walked by and I knew you were going to because I knew you were coming to get me. How in the hell could that count as being alone with a guy?”
I contemplated her words for a moment. “Yeah, I get that you weren’t alone alone with him, but you were talking to him by yourself and he was looking down your fucking shirt to stare at your boobs.”
“He was not!” she gasped. “I would have noticed him doing that.”
“Alexa, trust me. He was absolutely looking down your shirt and I busted him for it,” I insisted.
“But…” she sputtered. “He’s your teammate. And your friend. He wouldn’t do something like that.”
“Yes, he’s my teammate and supposedly my friend, but that doesn’t mean he can be trusted around you,” I argued. “So how about we make a deal that you don’t have any private conversations by yourself with other guys? Save it for when I’m there with you.”
She looked outraged at the suggestion. “Are you honestly sitting there, telling me that I can’t talk to another guy by myself?”
“I just want you to be safe. That’s all,” I reassured her. “There are a lot of assholes out there who see how beautiful you are on the outside and want that for themselves.”
“And I’m a big girl and can tell them no if some guy ever tries anything like that,” she retorted. “I’ve turned guys down plenty of times before.”
I glared at her for that comment. “But you shouldn’t have to because that’s my job.”
“You can’t possibly expect me to never talk to another guy by myself ever again. There are plenty of guys I’m perfectly safe with.”
“Like who?” I asked.
“Drake,” she hissed. “Jason. My brothers. My college professors. The chec
kout guy at the grocery store.”
I sat down on the bed and pulled her onto my lap, dropping my head onto her chest. “I’m being a crazy man again, aren’t I?”
“Yes, you are,” she whispered. “And I don’t really understand why this is an issue for you when you know I’m never going to do something with another guy.”
“How about we make a deal?” I asked.
“What kind of deal?” she answered skeptically, crossing her arms to make sure I knew that she thought I was up to no good.
I rolled her onto her back and raised myself over her body. “How about we both promise to do our best to limit how often we’re alone with members of the opposite sex who are single and we don’t know that well?”
She looked up at me with questions in her eyes, like she was trying to figure out if there was something she was missing in the request. “If it means that much to you, then I guess that wouldn’t be too much of a problem,” she answered softly.
“I know it’s another example of me acting crazy. I get that in here,” I said as I pointed at my head before moving my hand over my heart. “But in here beats the heart of your caveman who would hide you in his cave and never let you out for anyone else to see if he could.”
“As long as it isn’t because you think I would cheat on you or anything like that,” she clarified.
“You’re my girlfriend. We’ve already committed to each other, and I don’t think you’d ever do anything to hurt me like that. It just isn’t in you to do something like that. But I don’t see how it can hurt if we both limit the chances of there ever being a misunderstanding or an opportunity for someone else to try to get in the middle of our relationship,” I said, trying to explain my reasoning and make it sound logical. Or at least better than if I had just said, “I see red every time some dumbfuck so much as looks at you—which happens a helluva lot because you’re so damn beautiful.” I didn’t think that would have gone over well at all.
Aubrey lifted her hands and swept her palms over my cheeks as she moved them to the back of my head and pulled me down so that our lips were almost touching. “I cannot believe I am actually going to go along with this. You owe me. Big time.”
“Well, I’d hate to be in your debt,” I teased. “Maybe I should work it off now.”
“Nope,” she disagreed, making a popping sound at the end of the word after drawing it out.
I traced one of my fingers down the opening of her shirt and slid my hand over her tit until I cupped its weight in my palm. “Are you sure?” I asked, rubbing my thumb back and forth over her nipple.
“Very sure,” she said, nodding her head with a smug grin spread across her face. “Since you’re going to give me a fuckpology for being a jerk today instead. And you know how much I like those.”
“Am I?” I murmured against her lips. “Was I really bad enough that you deserve one?”
She wiggled underneath me and wrapped her legs around my waist so they were interlocked behind my ass. “You were really bad. Some might even say horrible. So I think I more than deserve one. A really good one. Maybe even the fuckpology to end all fuckpologies,” she teased. “So you better get cracking.”
“When you put it that way, it must have been extremely bad. I’m so sorry, moya printsessa,” I whispered as I bent lower to capture her mouth with mine.
I kissed her softly at first, licking at her lips and lightly sliding my tongue against hers. I took my time and kissed her until she was panting against me and running her hands through my hair. Her hips started to move, grinding her pussy against me as she tried to create the friction she needed, but I was denying her by holding still.
I trailed my lips across her cheek to speak softly in her ear. “Slowly, Aubrey. I’m going to take my time and give you all the attention you deserve.”
Her legs dropped away as she relaxed against me. “Mmmm,” she sighed dreamily. “I like the sound of that.”
“I love having you under me, your body to do with as I please,” I rasped out before moving down her neck.
I could feel her pulse beating rapidly and bit down gently over it. Her breath hitched and she gasped out my name. I could feel the moisture gathering at the tip of my cock as it pressed against my boxers, but I ignored the raging desire for now because I wanted to worship the body underneath mine first.
“I want to see your pretty tits, moya printsessa. Take off your shirt and show them to me,” I demanded as I lifted myself up so she could reach between us.
She raised the hem and pulled her shirt over her head, revealing a black lace bra.
“Do the panties match?” I murmured.
“Yes,” she whispered.
I rose to my knees and undid the button on her jeans. She lifted up so I could move them down her legs, and I tossed them to the side so I could enjoy the sight of her spread out before me, dressed only in her bra and panties.
“You make it hard to go slow, looking like that. You don’t look like my good girl,” I grated out. “You’re dressed very naughty today.”
“Except I wasn’t the one who misbehaved, was I?” she asked. “I am your good girl, but you were so mean today.”
“Ahhh, I like it when my Aubrey is so playful in bed,” I said, loving how she didn’t hold anything back from me. “Lose the bra and panties so I don’t confuse you for a bad girl who needs to be punished.”
“You’re awfully bossy for a guy who’s supposed to be worshipping my body to make up for being mean today,” she complained once she was completely naked.
“Can’t stop being me. And you need to remember to wear those again sometime,” I requested. “When naughty Aubrey wants to come out and play.”
“Oh yes,” she promised. “That’s definitely going to happen, but I want my fuckpology now. Please.”
“Your wish is my command,” I murmured. Then I spread her legs open so I got closer to her body as I knelt between them.
After running my hands up her thighs and across her stomach, I stopped to palm her breasts and leaned down to lick at her nipples. I feasted on her tits, moving my mouth between them as I licked and sucked and nipped at her skin. I squeezed them together and trailed my tongue down the middle.
“I want to fuck you here,” I said huskily. “I want to slide my dick between your luscious tits and have your tongue flick out to taste me as I drive upwards. I want to feel them hugging my cock while I move between them until I shoot my come all over your chest.”
“Do it,” Aubrey whimpered. “It sounds so good.”
“But that would be for me, and tonight is about you, isn’t it, moya printsessa?”
“Not if I want it too,” she argued.
“Maybe we’ll save that for when you wear the black again. Good girls deserve to be worshipped, but bad girls… Well, they deserve to be used. But maybe just a little since we’d only be playing.” I chuckled darkly as I moved farther down her body. I loved how turned on she got when I talked dirty.
I lifted her ass in my hands and licked her pussy lips on the outside over and over again, avoiding her clit until she was dripping wet and begging.
“Please, Luka,” she gasped when I blew against her damp flesh.
“Yes, Aubrey. Whatever you want,” I promised her.
“Your mouth. Your fingers. And then your cock,” she said, listing what she wanted for me.
I circled my tongue over her opening, getting closer and closer with each swirl until I heard her whimper in need. I stiffened my tongue and drove it as far inside as I could while I ate her pussy like a starving man until I felt her starting to flutter inside. I swept my tongue up to her clit and flicked lightly while I replaced my tongue with two fingers deep inside her walls. I knew she was close, but I wanted this to be a big one, so I slowed my movements to let it build more deliberately until she was squirming in my arms with need. And then I added another finger as I sucked on her clit and felt her pussy clench against me as she howled with pleasure. Fucking magnificent.
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sp; I kept slowly pumping my fingers, trying to draw it out for her. As soon as she started to calm down, I ripped off my clothes and settled myself between her thighs. She blinked up at me with heavy-lidded eyes and flushed cheeks, her hair spread wildly across my pillow. We’d talked about it a couple times, and I knew she had been considering taking this next step, so I had to at least ask to see if she’d made a decision yet.
“Can I go bare, moya printsessa?” I asked huskily.
She’d switched to the birth control shot about a month ago because it was supposed to be more effective. She wanted to make sure she limited her chances of getting pregnant if we stopped using condoms.
“Yes,” she whispered, finally giving me the answer that I wanted to hear.
I didn’t hesitate for even a second before I thrust into her body as deep as I could get, overwhelmed by the feel of her skin touching mine. It was the first time I’d ever done this without a condom before, and it felt amazing.
“Fuck,” I moaned. “Oh God, Aubrey.”
“You’re so hot and hard,” she gasped. “Holy shit. I had no idea it would feel like this.”
“I don’t think I can make this last for you,” I warned, trying to hold still as I adjusted to the feel of her pussy walls clamping against my cock without anything between us.
“Don’t hold back, Luka,” she pleaded with me. “It isn’t going to take me much to go again. Just move. Please God just fucking move.”
Her demand got me moving hard and fast. I could hear us as we writhed frantically against each other, racing to the finish line. Flesh against flesh, balls slapping. I slammed inside over and over, harder and harder until I felt her body tense up below mine and her pussy clamp down my cock. It meant I could let go and my body knew it because I flew over the edge, my cock jerking and shooting streams of come into her body.
“Holy shit,” I muttered once I was done, and I dropped onto her body, breathing heavily.
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