Chapter 112

Suddenly, Lucas took full control, flipping me onto my back. I gasped, surprised by his quick movements.

He was above me now and his elbows rested on either side of my head.

He pressed his body weight against mine and it felt amazing.

The two of us were breathing much heavier now.

"Is this what you want?" Lucas asked, his warm breath ghosting over my lips.

I felt my throat dry as I looked up at him. From this angle and position, his eyes appeared brighter than usual.

My eyes trailed over his features, relishing in this moment and forcing myself to remember every single little detail.

"Shana?" Lucas nudged his nose against mine gently. "I'm going to need you to use your words."

"I want you to kiss me," I managed to get the words out, feeling bold.

Lucas didn't hesitate. He dipped his head down and allowed his lips to meet mine.

This time, I was more hungry for his kiss. Our mouths moved feverishly as we explored each other's mouths.

I moved my hands up to run my fingers through his hair.

Lucas supported all of his weight on one arm while he used his other arm to trail over my jaw. That same hand moved down my neck and over the swell of my breasts.

My breath caught for a moment in between our kiss, My mind was in two places at once. One was focused on what his mouth was doing to me, and the other was focused on what his hands were doing.

Lucas's hand went to grab the bottom of my shirt and he tugged it up.

I knew he was gesturing for me to take it off, so I helped him out, tossing the shift over my head as he sat back to allow me space.

When I was in nothing but my bra, I looked at Lucas nervously.

His eyes were glued to the dark blue lace of my bra.

"My eyes are up here," I said, but my voice didn't sound like mine.

Lucas's eyes went from my chest to my eyes and then back again.

"Sorry Shana, I'm a little distracted."

That earned a light giggle from me, and I grabbed his shirt, trying to lift it off him. It was only fair if both of us were evenly undressed.

Once Lucas's t-shirt hit the floor, I felt my jaw drop as I stared at his chest.

I'd seen Lucas shirtless countless times before at training or hockey practice, but for some reason, this was different.

It was a more intimate setting because he was only showing me this side of himself.

"My eyes are up here," Lucas said in a voice that imitated my own.

Feeling like I got caught, I felt my cheeks reddened. I shoved his chest playfully, and he laughed, capturing my hands in his arms.

He pushed us back down on the bed in a similar position to before.

There was a brief moment of silence between us as we just stared at each other.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Lucas asked softly.

"Do you not want to?" I asked, suddenly feeling embarrassed by my lack of experience. Maybe he didn't want to? "I know I've never done this before so I might not be good at it but—"

"Shana, let me stop you right there," Lucas interrupted. "You could never be bad at this."

"Even though I've never done it before?"

"No, of course not." Lucas put a hand on my cheek to cradle my face. "I just want you to be sure this is something you want."

"I want to," I said firmly. "I want it to be with you."

"You're not nervous?"

"A little bit," I admitted. "But I know you'll take care of me."

Right as the words came out of my mouth, Lucas's lips found mine again.

We fell into a comfortable rhythm of hands and mouths.

When Lucas pulled back for the final time, I was watching him expectantly.

"This is your last time to let me know—"

"Oh my God, Lucas," I laugh with half frustration, half humor. "I'm a hundred percent sure, okay? No regrets. I want this."

Lucas shook his head, "I'm sorry, I just want this to be perfect for you."

"It is." I smiled. "Trust me, this is perfect. You're perfect."

Lucas gave me a smile before finally dropping the subject.

He kissed me until we physically couldn't anymore.

“I want more,” I said in a quiet voice. “And don’t you dare ask me if I’m sure.”

Lucas chuckled. “I don’t doubt you are.”

Carefully, Lucas hooked his thumbs around my pants, pulling them down.

I lifted myself off the bed to help him as he discarded my clothes.

Next, Lucas took his own pants off and now, the two of us lay half-naked in front of each other.

I’d always imagined what my first time would be like, but I had never genuinely considered what thoughts would be running through my head at the moment.

Right now, as I gazed upon Lucas, I thought he was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen.

His hair was messy in the best possible way. His body was toned to perfection, cut as if he were made from stone. And his light eyes appeared so tender as he looked down at me.

“You’re beautiful,” he said.

“That’s funny,” I replied. “I was thinking the same thing.”

The two of us took off the rest of our clothes, and I was surprised to find out that I wasn’t even self-conscious. I thought I would be a nervous wreck or a bundle of nerves, but instead, I felt confident.

It’s because your body knows this is meant to happen. You’re comfortable here. This is the best decision you could’ve ever made.

It sounded cheesy, but in that moment, I felt so sure of myself that Lucas was the one.

He was who I was supposed to lose my virginity to.

“You’ll tell me if anything hurts?” Lucas asked above me, staring deeply into my eyes. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me,” I assured him. “But if I feel anything uncomfortable, I’ll let you know.”

“It might be painful,” he warned. But before he made that big step, he gave me a soft kiss on my lips.

It was short, but it held so much meaning. He was telling me a million different things at once.

Before I could elaborate more on his kiss, he slowly entered me. A pressure built up inside of me that felt very unfamiliar.

I must’ve been making a face because Lucas asked, “Are you okay?”

I nodded, giving him a reassuring. “I’m fine. Just go slow.”

Lucas appeared hesitant but didn't ignore my request. He went fully inside of me and let out a breathy sigh.

Slowly, he went back and repeated the motion.

I could tell from the look on his face that he was enjoying this.

He went fully inside of me again and let out a breathy sigh.

There was still a discomfort there, but I tried to ignore it as I placed my hand on the back of his head and brought his lips down to mine as he continued to move in and out of me.

His tongue was hot against mine as our kiss grew sloppy.

The pain seemed to fade, and I felt myself starting to enjoy Lucas's movements.

"I-I'm close," Lucas said against my mouth.

"Already?" I asked teasingly.

He let out a choked laugh and I laughed along with him.

"They weren't kidding when they said that it only takes a few seconds for guys, were they?"

"Hey," Lucas quieted me by kissing me harder, his teeth grazing over mine playfully. "It's only because it's you. I've wanted this for so long. I've wanted you for so long."

"It's okay," I answered, slightly grinding myself against him. He let out a low moan. "I want you to feel good."

Lucas's breathing started to grow heavier, his thrusts growing a bit faster. I felt overwhelmed with desire, seeing him being taken over by need.

He moved out of me as he reached his climax, and I watched his face as it transformed into something entirely different.

Once Lucas had calmed down, his eyes found mine.

I gave him a smile, feeling the flush on my cheeks.

Just like I had told him, it would be… it was perfect.