Author's Note: I know it's been forever since I updated this and I'm really sorry. I was planning on writing it sooner but I got sick then I had to catch up with work and things, so I couldn't find time to squeeze this story in. Anyways, I think this chapter is dirtier than the kind of stuff I usually write (Oh my God, and that's incredible) but the last time I said that, people didn't find what I wrote that dirty. So I don't know, I'll just say it's dirty and let everyone judge it for themselves. Big thanks to Mallory and Yvonne for requesting an update and especially to Yvonne for helping me get over my writer's block with this chapter by letting me read Damage Control's latest update in advance (which is a must-read by the way. It features porn-star Lucas so how could it not be ;)).
Lucas' decision to return to his apartment without changing into normal clothes managed to capture the attention of all stray tenants inside the apartment that happened to be in the right place at the right time. Everyone who saw him walking down the apartment building's hallway in the skimpy leather ensemble practically stopped in their tracks to stare at him with a mixture of confusion and shock etched onto their faces. Sami had had to push down the laughter that threatened to bubble up when one of the men walking past them had casually made a remark about thinking it was too early to be thinking about Halloween costumes. However, as Lucas stood in front of the door to his apartment, two women a few doors down the hallway stepped out of their apartment and took notice of Lucas' barely concealed body. Their catcalls brought an arrogant smirk to Lucas' face as he inserted the right key into the door and caused Sami's mood to plummet from amused to annoyed in mere seconds.
As soon as Lucas unlocked the door, Sami pushed him inside a little bit more roughly than necessary. Once inside, Lucas turned to look at Sami irritably.
"What was that for?" he demanded, his voice filled with mock indignance.
"For letting them see you like that," though Sami wasn't completely serious, her irritation was clearly more authentic than Lucas' had been, "Is your new lifelong goal to have as many random sluts as possible see you practically naked or something?"
"You weren't complaining about me coming back here dressed like this before," Lucas reminded her.
"That's because I was too busy thinking about how much use I could get out of this thing," Sami replied, her anger decreasing as she ran one manicured fingernail along the thick straps of leather strapped tightly over Lucas' chest, "It's very kinky. Where the hell did Bonnie find something like this anyway? Sex Toys 'R' Us?"
"It doesn't matter," Lucas said flippantly, leaning in closer to Sami, his voice dropping to a near whisper, "You don't have any reason to be jealous of any other woman who watches me anyway. You know why?"
Sami hardened against the low, husky words coming out of his mouth, "Why?" she asked, using a tone that conveyed to Lucas that she could have cared less. But he knew her too well to buy that. His head inclined forward until his mouth was inches from her left ear, then began whispering again.
"Because I don't see them when I'm dancing on stage. I'm thinking about you when I'm up there. Every. Single. Time." the last three words were punctuated by light nibbles on her earlobe. Sami's anger entirely diminished as his hands slipped around her waist to draw her closer to him and her knees almost buckled under the shameless provocativeness of his last words.
"Fuck," she whimpered as his breath continued spilling hotly onto her skin.
"Later," he murmured, a throaty laugh pushing past his lips, "I think I owe you a dance first."
Sami followed Lucas into his bedroom on trembling legs, unable to stopped herself from admiring the way the tight leather shorts hugged Lucas' ass. Her pulse jumped at the mere thought of molding her hands around his muscular ass and the mental images that conjured up caused her face to heat up immediately.
Once she and Lucas were both inside Lucas' bedroom, Lucas led Sami over to a chair that was about five feet from his bed.
"You can just sit there for now," Lucas murmured, his fingers tracing a path down her arm as his hands left her. Sami shifted in the chair, watching Lucas go over to the stereo he had set up in his room. But instead of turning on the music, Lucas kept one hand poised over the play button on the stereo and turned back around to face Sami. As soon as she took in the seductively purposeful look on Lucas' face, Sami knew that whatever games he had in mind for the night were moments away from beginning.
"Okay," he began, a smirk beginning to upturn the edges of his mouth, "There's only one condition I have, Sami."
"And what's that?" Sami asked, her voice low and suggestive.
"Until I say so, you can't touch me, in fact, you can't even get off that chair," Lucas informed her, the playful look in his eyes contrasting the stern tone he had tried to obtain.
Sami made a small, derisive noise in the back of her throat and arched one eyebrow with challenge, "I don't think I'll find that too hard to do. I don't think your private dancing skills are that good yet."
Lucas' eyes sparked in response to Sami's provoking words, "We'll see if you're still singing the same tune by the time this is over." he replied, his features contorting slightly with determination as he pressed down on the play button. In a matter of seconds, loud, pulsating music flooded the room. As soon as the music started, Lucas began to dance, his coffee-coloured muscles and skin rippling as he moved. His undulating movements matched the beat of the song perfectly, his hips rocking from side to side. He turned his back to Sami, and did a full rotation of his hips, making it impossible for Sami to focus on anything but the leather-clad backside he seemed to be relentlessly tempting her with that night.
When he spun back around to face her, the intensity in Lucas' eyes impaled Sami, like two twin lakes of dark fire. She could see how much he wanted her as his hands trailed down firm muscles and enticing hollows. They slid overs the contours of his chest but began their journey upwards again before moving low enough to give Sami an excuse for eyeing what was one of the most desirable parts of his anatomy. He tilted his head back and ran his hands through his short, dark hair, his legs spread slightly apart and his hips gyrating in full circles for Sami's viewing pleasure.
As Lucas thrust his lower body forward suggestively, Sami could feel liquid heat soaking her panties and pinpricks of sweat breaking to the surface of her skin. Now that Lucas was alone with her, dancing for only her, she couldn't think of another time she had ever wanted him more. He had the ability to turn her on at even the most mundane of times but when danced, he was mind blowing. He set off sensitive nerve endings in her body without touching her and he forced her carnivorous appetite to the surface more with every movement of his body. Suddenly, she wished she had a camera in her hands so she could take pictures of him while he danced for her, so she could capture the way he was radiating pure, unadulterated sex at that moment. His eyes were closed as his hands dropped down again, completely caught up in the dance he was giving Sami.
With his fingertips, Lucas began tracing light circles around his nipples, slowly decreasing the circumference of the circles until he had zeroed in on the milk chocolate discs of the twin peaks. He rubbed the pads of his fingers over the distended points, causing Sami's breath to quicken, wishing she could use her own fingers to mirror the treatment he was giving to his body. Her own body throbbed in excitement and it was becoming increasingly hard to remain rooted to the seat Lucas had set out for her.
"How am I doing?" Lucas asked as the song reached a temporary lull, the question forcing Sami to pull herself out of her lust-induced paralysis so she could reply.
"Horrible," Sami lied, the faintest traces of a smirk adorning her face, "I thought the point of a strip tease was to actually strip. Not that you have very much to take off but still..."
"Point taken," Lucas lowered his head and his fingers began fumbling with the straps of the harness. Sami made a displeased noise that went unheard by Lucas and she made a move to get off the chair. Lucas' head snapped up immediately and his eyes flashed an amused warning to Sami.
"Sami, we made a deal," Lucas reiterated.
Sami dropped back into the chair petulantly, "Fine. But don't take that off," her eyes focused in on the harness pointedly, "Just leave that on. Only that. Please."
Lucas let out a low chuckle at Sami's request and nodded agreeably. But instead of moving on to the ridding himself of the shorts and baring himself to Sami, he began to move sinuously with the music again. He slid across the carpeted floor of his bedroom until he reached his bed. Crawling on top of it, he kicked the pillows off the bed to give himself more room. He then lowered his body onto the bed and moved against the blankets in a blatant imitation of intercourse. He looked up at Sami to gauge her reaction and when he saw the lust-crazed, dazzled look on her face, a wave of pride swept over him. He hadn't expected to enjoy reveling in his exhibitionist side this much but he had to admit, it was incredibly exhilarating to see so much longing displayed plainly on Sami's face. Longing for him. He ground his body against the blankets covering his bed, feeling the soft material rub against his bare skin erotically.
As Lucas rolled around on his bed like a dog in heat, Sami eyed him the same way younger children eyed candy through a candy store window. Lucas might as well until have tied her to the chair, she felt so bound to it. She wanted to prove she could control herself, therefore she was stuck sitting in the chair until Lucas told her she could get off it. But it was becoming almost painful to resist the urge to get out of the chair and fly onto the bed, throwing herself on top of Lucas' body and touching all the places his hands had already explored that night, along with a few other places on his body Lucas hadn't been brave enough to get to yet.
Lucas' body was now covered with a heated sheen as he crawled towards the edge of bed. He stopped near the foot of it and sat up on his knees. Almost as if he had read Sami's mind, he slid skilled hands down his stomach and to the waistband of his shorts. She heard the distinct sound of velcro separating under the pulsating music. The beginnings of Lucas' g-string were now revealed to her and Sami sucked her breath, watching as Lucas pulled the velcro apart at a tortuously slow pace, looking straight into her eyes to watch her reaction. The g-string was silver and gleamed against his skin. Once he had the shorts fully undone, he pulled them away from his body and tossed them to the side, leaving him in nothing but the minuscule g-string. She could see the outline of his erection already straining against the thin fabric left on his body. Sami almost gasped when he took one hand and began stroking himself through the barrier of the tiny article of clothing. Suddenly, she wondered how much hotter the room had to get before it would burst into flames.
Lucas gripped his shaft in one hand and let his thumb slide up and down the length of it slowly and deliberately. His eyes were closed again and he let out a tiny murmur of contentment. Not bothering to open his eyes, he let go of himself and slowly uncovered the last part of his body. His knees shifted on the bed as he pushed the g-string another few inches down his legs before returning his hand to its previous position. His fist closed over his bare erection and he bit his lip as he began stroking it again, opening one eye to see Sami's reaction. She was practically drooling, leaning so far forward in her chair that it was only standing on two legs. Grinning, Lucas increased the velocity of his strokes the slightest bit and decided to add sound effects to his performance.
"Mmmmm..." the low moan seemed to startle Sami a little bit and her eyes burned into his pleadingly for a moment, begging him to let her come over there and help him finish the job he had started. And Lucas would let her. But not yet. He wanted to hear the words coming out of her mouth, he wanted to hear her beg for him.
"God, Sami... oooooh... that feels so nice... yeah... right there, baby..." Lucas continued his heartless baiting for a few moments longer before Sami finally snapped. She sprang out of the chair and lunged at the bed. Before Lucas could stop her, she knocked him off his knees and had him pinned under her on his back. Her mouth sought out his and she attacked it with a fierce kiss. Shocked by her complete loss of control, Lucas let Sami kiss him frantically, her mouth moist, hot and open against his. For a minute, Lucas began to kiss her back with equal fervor, his tongue wrapping around hers, probing deep into her mouth in a rhythmic fashion. But then he took hold of her shoulders and manage to separate them.
"What the hell, Sami?" Lucas demanded, feigning disgust, "I always knew you were impatient but I figured you could hold out for longer than that."
"Don't rub it in," Sami growled, her voice shaking slightly, "You did that on purpose. You purposely started making those noises and touching yourself like that so I would lose it. I think you've done more than your share of teasing tonight and it's going to stop right now."
Lucas gave her a triumphant grin and raised his eyebrows, "If you say so," he murmured, slipping his hands into her hair and pulling her mouth back over his. He started kissing her gently, softly at first, his mouth urging her to open for him. Sami's body relaxed into him and she parted her lips, allowing him to ease his tongue back inside her greedy mouth. His tongue began a game of advance and retreat inside her mouth, thrusting forward and back in imitation of a more explicit activity. At the same time, Lucas bunched the shirt Sami was wearing up her body and tried to pull it off her. More than willing to help him, Sami assisted him in the removal of her clothes until both she and Lucas were fully stripped of all their clothes.
Once both of them had finished removing all obstacles, Lucas rolled over so he was lying on top of Sami. Sami's breathing was heavy and uneven as Lucas pulled away from her mouth and began dropping kisses down her throat. Her hands slipped behind his neck, while Lucas trailed his mouth down her body at a steady pace, not even bothering to fake wanting to take things slow anymore. And Sami was extremely grateful for this small change in Lucas' demeanor because after the dance he had just given her, she wanted him inside her as soon as possible. His head came forward and found the hard bud of her left nipple and he drew it into his mouth, licking and sucking greedily. Sami inhaled sharply and her fingernails raked paths down Lucas' back, a low moan escaping her lips.
Sami threw back her head and writhed under his mouth as he began nipping lightly at the engorged peaks, then smoothing his tongue over them to soothe the light bites, alternating between the two nipples, giving them equal attention. Each nip caused a lightning bolt of sensation to spike from her breast all the way down between her thighs. She could feel the heat of him pressed up against her leg, burning hot and pulsing with blood. Throwing her head back against the rumpled blankets and sheets a second time, Sami wriggled underneath him, trying to align herself perfectly with the tip of him.
"Please, Lucas..." Sami whispered throatily, her body shuddering under the ministrations of his talented mouth, "Please do it now."
Lucas obligingly raised himself up so he was straddling her thighs. Sami jerked her hips upwards at the same time Lucas drove his forward and he entered her in one quick movement. Sami was able to bite back the first moan that threatened to surface but Lucas didn't even bother trying to refrain from letting out his own groan of pleasure as Sami's tight, slick walls surrounded him. He began to thrust into her steadily, withdrawing himself about almost all the way before burying himself back into her fully. The tiny moans coming from Sami with every thrust in he made spurred him on to go faster and he could already feel himself moving perilously close to the brink of losing it. Fighting for control, he slowed down his pace, trying desperately to keep from causing round one to end too fast.
He began swivelling his hips at a more languid pace, feeling Sami rock her lower body into his underneath him. She wrapped her legs around his hips so she could match his tempo more accurately. Her eyes were dilated and her lips were swollen from the frenzied kisses they had shared, her cheeks flushed a dark pink. He loved the way she looked at him at times like these. Her eyes held a look of complete abandon and at the same time, she seemed so much more vulnerable and trusting.
"You look so beautiful," he whispered, lowering his mouth to touch her lips with a gentleness that contradicted the rhythm of his thrusts, which had increased in speed again as if of their own volition. Her convulsing walls hugged him tighter with each plunge he took, eating away the remains of his self-control. After a few more deep thrusts he felt his impending climax boring down on him. Sami made a deep guttural sound in the back of her throat as her body shuddered violently, causing Lucas to let himself give in and let his own orgasm crest over him like ocean waves during a thunderstorm.
