"Fuck," he grunted, rolling to his side and panting.

He landed on his back with a sigh, sliding his hands under his head as he rested on the pillow. His chest still rose and feel rapidly as he came down from his high. She took longer to move, finally rolling onto her side with a sigh, facing away from him.

"You know you have a girlfriend for that," she finally yawned, pulling the sheets up to her chin.

"I didn't hear you trying to stop me," he retorted.

She didn't respond.

The bed shifted as he rolled towards her, his hand resting on her thigh as his breath fanned her ear.

"Besides," he whispered, "you're much better."

He slowly laid down, raking his teeth across the shell of her ear as he pulled away. She felt herself shiver, a small gasp escaping from her lips. He chuckled and pressed his chest into her back, pulling her close to him.

"Must you do this?" she muttered, wiggling in his grip.

"Yes." He drifted.

She rolled her eyes, but didn't try to move away from him. He always seemed to need a little bit to regain his bearings after being with her. She was pretty sure it was just an excuse to stay in her bed longer, but she didn't argue. She liked having him around, though she'd never admit it to him.

After an hour, he finally stirred, gripping her tighter before letting her go and stretching.

"Wanna go shower?" he murmured lazily, his voice groggy from dozing off.

She rolled over to face him, propping herself up on her elbow and stared at him incredulously. "Really, Lucas?"

He shrugged, his gaze shifting to her breasts that were now in his view. Her left had his mark above it, still purple and probably sensitive. He reached out, running his fingers lightly over it, watching her face as he bit her lip. He pulled her close, trying to kiss her before his phone rang.

He scrambled out of the bed to get it, searching through all the clothes before finding it in his strewn pants.

"Hey, babe," he answered. "Yeah, 7 sounds good."

She flopped on her back, seeing him stare at her out of the corner of her eye. She gave a good stretch, biting her tongue to not let a noise slip.

"I'll see you then." His voice broke the silence. "Love you, too."

He hung up and dropped his phone back in the pile, his blue eyes beginning to darken. She put up her hand to stop him but he ignored her, quickly making his way back to her. He pulled her to him and brushed his lips down her neck.

"You have a date soon," she moaned.

"I can't help it."

"This is wrong, Lucas."

"I know," he murmured, his hand traveled to her breast, giving it a squeeze and his other hand wound in her hair. He tugged on her hair, exposing more of her neck to him. "But you give me exactly what I need."

"Fine!" she gasped, giving into him.

He chuckled against her neck, moving his hand to her other breast and doing the same.

"I need a shower," she grunted as his fingers twirled her sensitive nipple.