Ch. 15
Suddenly Haley's mouth had gone dry in anticipation. Lucas leaned into her, reaching for one of her trembling hands. He drew circles on her palm with his thumb and gently kissed the same spot, branding his touch on her soft skin. Haley quickly forgot about her sadness, only able to concentrate on the man standing before her. Feeling herself about to buckle to the floor from exhilarating pleasure, she used every ounce of her fleeting strength to remain standing. The want in her eyes lured him into softly touching her lips with his. She closed her stunning brown eyes and he tasted the sweet, gentle warmth of a woman. His lips touched hers with such tenderness, Haley wanted to cry out of sheer joy. The kiss started out slow at first as they both took time to explore each other's mouths. Wrapping his arms around her petite waist, he drew her in closer. Haley instantly placed her hands on his broad shoulders, comforted by his silent strength. Gradually, the kiss intensified. Without breaking away, Lucas lifted Haley into his arms and walked towards his bedroom. With steady, cautious movements, he placed Haley on the inviting bed.
Breaking away from the kiss, both breathed heavily. Waiting for Haley to give her consent to continue, he received a nod and a reassuring, shy smile. Pulling off her shirt, or should he say his, he stared admiringly into her eyes. Haley inhaled a breath, sensing him looking into her very soul. He dropped the gaze to the rest of her body causing Haley to blush furiously. Enjoying the tinting of her cheeks, Lucas raised his stare back at her facial features.
Not wanting him to stare any longer and wanting to feel his body on hers, she placed a hand on his chest, stroking the spot with her fingers. Lucas groaned at the touch and lightly pushed her so she was lying on the bed. Climbing on the bed, Lucas placed a leg on each side of her. He urgently crashed his lips onto hers. Haley's tongue sought entrance and their tongues began a dance. When they finally came up for air, Lucas looked down on her face. She looked so beautiful, so innocent. Then he remembered what initiated this situation. Abruptly getting off the bed, he reached for his shirt that was lying on the floor. Turning away from Haley, he held it out to her.
"I'm sorry," Lucas whispered quietly.
Confused, Haley didn't take the shirt. Unclear of why they stopped, Haley began analyzing the situation. Lucas didn't want her. He just felt sorry for her because her family didn't love her. Embarrassed that she even believed for a second that someone like Lucas would even be remotely interested in her romantically or sexually for that matter, she grabbed the shirt and ran out of the room, finding refuge in the guest room which was inconveniently located next to his. Locking the door behind her, she threw herself on the bed.
Lucas tried to check on her, wanting to explain the situation to her but found her door locked. Knowing that he screwed up even though he did the honorable thing, he returned to his room defeated. He'd have to wait until morning to talk to her since now wasn't the best time. For a few minutes, the entire house was still. Then Lucas heard muffled noises. Placing his ears on the sturdy wall that separated the two of them, he could hear quiet sobs. He positioned his hands on the wall, running it downwards. Wishing he could pull her close, he knew that he may never be able to again. The knowledge that he caused these tears tore at his very soul. Tasting moist fluid on his lips, he realized that his Hales was not the only one crying.
How did everything spiral into a disastrous situation in a matter of a moment?