I gasp loudly, not expecting Lucas to push me against the wall, not expecting his lips against mine. I thought he called me through to his office to shout at me, to tell me I had pissed him off with my answer, telling me that I had disrespected him, but it was the exact opposite.
Lucas pulls away, smiling to himself.
"Now that was worth the wait" he laughs.
I smile up at him, loving the playful carefree side of him.
"Eh I’m not too sure about that you know" I smirk at him, wanting to test just how far I could push him.
"Oh, really now" Lucas murmurs, his eyes casting a downwards glance to my lips.
"Yeah, I don't know what was so good about that which made it worth waiting so long, sir" I attempt to keep the smirk of my face, trying to seem as innocent as possible.
"You know I don't believe you right, and that I know what you're trying to do here" Lucas leans in close, his mouth inches from my ear "good thing for you is that it's working Miss Sevenfold"
He slowly trails kisses down my neck, causing my breath to catch in my throat. How could something so simple feel so good.
"Lucas, er I don't want to make you stop but anybody can walk in and see this. I don't want to cause you any trouble"
He smirks at me, pulling away slightly "get me in trouble? don't be so worried about that. As for someone walking in the door is locked" wait, the door is locked? when had he done that, I only saw him shut the door, not lock it. I glance up at him to find him still smirking at me
"You see, I am very talented when it comes to using my hands" My cheeks instantly heat up, reading into what he said too much. Talented with his hands, I wonder just how talented he is.
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