“Oh, so you think people just wake up and decide confidently to let someone fuck them in the ass? Or that they don’t care about people’s opinions? You fucking know Luke hates people knowing his business, so if he’s going to come out as bi-sexual, you know he needs to build up to it. You’re an ass, Tyler.”
I turned and headed up to my room before I could strangle him with my bare hands, quickly having a shower and shoving some clothes on, then headed back downstairs to find my keys.
Hunter was rinsing his coffee cup, but Caden and Tyler were quietly arguing amongst themselves, looking up when I walked over to Hunter and gave his cheek a kiss.
“I’ll see you tonight, pretty boy?”
He raised an eyebrow, taking my waist and yanking me against him possessively in a way that had my panties dampen.
“I can come and find you if you want me to?”
“I’ll come to yours,” I shrugged, letting him kiss my forehead before I moved over to Caden to kiss his cheek on my way towards the door.
Tyler snorted. “You’re seriously mad at me now? Over Lukas’s fucking gay problems?”
I snatched my keys from the table by the door, as well as my blade, giving him a dirty look.
“Yes, I am. You know I love you all, so never ever talk shit about each other like that. Be a tad more fucking sensitive about it,” then I slammed the door on my way out for good measure, hearing Tyler loudly curse and Caden snap back at him.
I climbed into my Corvette, Still Counting by Volbeat blasting through the speakers as I put the windows down and lit a cigarette, driving along the road while still feeling pissy at Tyler.
We weren’t together, and he’d never said anything bad about Lukas.
Not that bad, anyways.
I revved the engine as I went past the shed and noticed Skeeter there.
He gave me a wave, but he still looked bothered, so I kept driving until I reached Lukas’s house, groaning when I noticed his mother’s car there.
I parked beside his blue Aston Martin convertible and switched the engine off, climbing out and walking to the door, only to have it open before I could knock.
Karen stared back at me, looking me up and down with a frown, obviously still hating me.
Just perfect.
“Aurora? What are you doing here?”
I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms, trying to appear relaxed.
“The only reason I ever stop by. I know Luke’s home, so can I come in?”
“Why would he want to see you? You broke his heart months ago. You…,” she started to babble, grating on my fried nerves already.
“Hey, babe. What are you doing here?” Lukas asked cautiously as he walked up to the door, swinging it open more so he could take my hand and tug me inside.
It was for his mother’s safety, not mine.
“Just thought we could watch a movie or something? It’s hard to get you alone,” I replied casually, his mother muttering as she surprisingly left us alone.
He practically dragged me up to his bedroom, scowling as he shut the door behind us.
“Let me guess, Jensen fucking called you?”
I flopped down on his bed and rolled my eyes.
Cue the tantrum.
“I wish you’d called me, because you obviously need to vent about shit. He’s only worried about you because he loves you. Do me a solid and just tell me what’s going on in your head, so I don’t have to guess or beat it out of you.”
“You can beat it out of me if you like, Aurora, I won’t stop you,” he grinned, laying down beside me and putting an arm out for me to curl up to him.
I rested my head on his shoulder as I shuffled against him and sighed.
“C’mon, Luke. You know I’ve got you. Lay it all out for me and let me help.”
He appeared angry for a moment, before shame took over instead.
“I couldn’t do it.”
“Do what?” I asked softly, his face turning a light shade of red.
“Let him put his finger in my ass.”
“He understands it freaks you out, but you need to tell him that instead of running away. Every time you take off, it breaks his heart that you feel like you have to run from him.”
“Maybe I’m not cut out for this shit,” he mumbled, and I sat up slightly to meet his conflicted gaze.
“It’s okay to fear the unknown. You’re attracted to Jense, and I can tell you both hold the same love for each other that you do for me. If it’s who you are, then take hold of it and don’t let go. Is it because he’s a guy, or because the stuff’s just different than you’re used to?”
“I honestly don’t know. I just freak out,” he shrugged.
I gave him a minute before speaking carefully, not wanting to scare him away.
“Do you trust me?”
A wary expression crossed his face, and his body became tense against mine.
“Of course. Why?”
“I’ll lock the door and then you need to let me take care of you. Just trust me, and if you don’t like something, just tell me. No running away, we will talk about it instead, alright?”
He eyed me as I climbed from the bed to lock the door, seeming unsure as I moved back to the bed and tugged on the bottom of his shirt.
He let me pull it off, and for once he seemed self-conscious as I yanked his pants off, straddling his legs and running my hands up his chest.
I had no idea what I was doing, but he didn’t know that.
“Rory…”
“Trust me, Luke,” I said softly, pulling my shirt off and tossing it on the floor with my bra, adjusting my position until I could get my pants and underwear off too.
I massaged his broad shoulders, kissing along his jaw and down his throat to calm him, his hands clamping onto my bare waist as he let out a shaky breath.
“Okay, but whatever you’re going to do…”
“I promise to take it slow and gentle, no matter what I do. Lay down,” I murmured, letting him get comfortable before straddling him again and leaning down to kiss him. He hesitated, but he soon kissed me back affectionately.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d spent time alone with him, so I wondered if he didn’t feel right about it without Jensen.
My question vanished as he groaned, deepening the kiss with more desperation, and I loved how out of control I could make him with just a kiss.
My hands moved over his tense body, massaging him until he was completely relaxed, then I slowly kissed down his chest, gently biting his nipples as I went.
He loved that shit.
His fingers ran through my hair as I kept going lower, and he chuckled as I flicked my tongue over the piercing in the tip of his dick.
“Baby, you know you blowing me isn’t a problem, right?”
I peered up at him with amusement, making him wince. “What do you have planned? I don’t like that look on your face, Aurora.”
I ignored him, working him up before slowing down again, frustrating him the more I did it until his legs were shaking from under me.
“Rory, this isn’t funny. Let me fucking come,” he bit out, and I moved back to rummage in his bedside drawer, putting him on instant alert. “What are you looking for?”
I didn’t glance over as I kept searching.
“Close your eyes and you’ll find out soon.”