The Last Boyfriend (16 page)

“Lucky,” he muttered at me
through eyes filled with lust.

“Did you have another
question, Zane?” I grinned at him as my hand stilled on him and he
pulled me back up the bed roughly before yanking his shorts off and
throwing them across the room. He then pushed me down into the bed
and rolled over on top of me, his eyes was glazed and I could feel
his heart beating fast.

“You don’t know how badly
I want you.” He groaned as he leaned down and kissed me. I felt his
hand part my legs and he ran his fingers through my sweet spot,
making sure I was still wet.

“Ooh.” I moaned out unable
to say anything else. I put my arms around him and wrapped my legs
around him, bringing him closer to me. Our naked bodies were now
crushed against each other and I could feel the tip of his cock
rubbing against me. I opened my legs wider, urging him to enter me,
but instead, he just continued to rub against me, his hands
squeezing my breasts as we kissed. I groaned and wiggled underneath
him, and he grabbed my arms and held me still.

“Hold on.” I saw him reach
over to his nightstand and grab a condom wrapper. I closed my eyes
as he unwrapped it and put it on.

“Open your eyes.” His
voice commanded me and I looked up to see him staring down at me.
“I want to see the expression in your beautiful brown eyes when I
enter you and make you come.”

I gazed up at him and felt
him push his way inside of me. He moved slowly at first, and I felt
the entire length of him squeeze into me, feelings of lust,
pleasure, and delight enveloped me, and I cried out as he filled me
up. He grinned as I yelped with pleasure and our eyes remained
linked. He continued to hold me down, but increased his pace, going
faster and faster, and deeper and deeper than I had ever known was
possible before.

“Oh Zane.” I screamed out
as he took me to the brink of one of the most intense orgasms I had
ever had in my life.

“Fuck Lucky, I’m going to
come.” He grunted as he slammed into me. He released my arms, and I
ran my nails up and down his back and shuddered as I climaxed. Zane
collapsed on top of me and kissed my neck. I held him tightly
against me and he rolled on to his side, with his arm draped over
my waist.

“You’re so beautiful,
Lucky Starr Morgan.” He traced his fingers from my waist back up to
my breast and then to my chin.

“I can’t believe you saw
my driver’s license,” I groaned as he said my full name. “That’s so
embarrassing.”

“You have to tell me why
your parents named you Lucky.” He smiled at me and leaned in to
kiss my lips.

“I told you at the party,
remember?” I laughed and then froze at my mistake. “Or maybe
not.”

“Argh, I’m guessing that
was Braydon.” He frowned and his eyes darkened.

“Yeah.” I bit my lip,
hoping I hadn’t ruined the mood. “I hope that—”

Zane’s lips crushed down
on mine and I kissed him back, happily satiated. I giggled as I
felt his hands reach in between my legs again. “Zane,” I moaned as
he played with me.

“Lucky.” He laughed and
licked my lips, bringing his hand back up and caressing my hair.
“Ready for that movie?”

I nodded, eyes drooping as
he pulled me towards him. He rolled over slightly and pulled the
covers down and he pulled the sheets back up over us. “Come.” He
pulled me into the nook of his arm and I settled next to him,
feeling warm and loved. “I thought we could watch a French comedy.
It’s an old favorite of mine.”

“What’s it called?” I
yawned.

“No sleeping just yet, my
dear.” He grinned. “
Le Diner De
Cons
.”

“Oh, I have no idea what
that means.”

“The
dinner of fools.”

“Oh?” I yawned again and
snuggled into his chest. “It sounds interesting?” I lied and he
laughed.

“Trust
me, it’s hilarious. They did a remake of it called
Dinner For Schmucks
with Paul Rudd and Steve Carrell, but it sucked.”

“Oh, I saw that movie,” I
groaned. “It was so bad.”

“This one is a lot
better.”

“Hmmm, I believe you.” I
closed my eyes as he turned on his TV.

“You’re not going to watch
it, are you?” he whispered down at me as he rubbed my
shoulders.

“I am too,” I mumbled with
a smile on my face.

“Uh huh.” Zane’s voice
sounded amused.

“I’m watching,” I mumbled,
as I drifted asleep, listening to the French instrumental music
that played along with the opening credits of the movie.

“Sweet dreams, Lucky,”
Zane whispered into my ear and I fell asleep with a huge smile on
my face. For the first time in a long while, I felt at peace and
content. I knew that I was going to have a very happy
sleep.

Chapter 11

“Today, I am going to show
you the Los Angeles that I love.” Zane leaned over to kiss me as
soon as my eyes opened. I stretched out and ran my fingers down his
chest.

“So last night was real
then?” I grinned, satiated and content.

“It can be real again in
about a minute.” He reached down and squeezed my nipple.

“As much as I’d like that,
I would like to get out of the house today.” I wrinkled my nose at
him and he jumped off of the bed and pulled the covers off of
me.

“Hey,” I shrieked and
rolled over.

“Let’s have a shower.” He
reached down and picked me up.

“Together?”

“Of course, is there any
other way?” He growled and carried me into the bathroom. “I’ll wash
you and you can wash me.”

“I scrub hard, you
know.”

“You can scrub me as hard
as you want.” He pulled me towards him and kissed me softly. “Your
lips taste like candy again.”

“I’m sure they don’t.” I
laughed.

“You smell like a dewy
garden on a spring morning.” He buried his head in my neck and
breathed in. “You’re intoxicating me with your smell.”

“That’s not all I can
intoxicate you with.” I pushed him back against the wall and
grabbed his manhood. He was already aroused, and he grew even
harder in my hands as I squeezed him.

“I thought you were
holding back this morning?” His voice was husky and he pushed
himself into my hand so that I was rubbing his whole
shaft.

“Well, I
think I can spare 15 minutes. It has been a while.” I squealed as
he picked me up and pushed me against the wall. I wrapped my legs
around him and brought his head down to mine. I kissed him harder
and when I felt him enter me, I held onto him for dear life.

“Oh Zane.” I screamed out
as he slid in and out of me, every movement was tantalizing me and
my orgasm was building up quickly.

“Oh Lucky, you feel so
tight and slick. You are always ready for me.” He groaned and
collapsed against me as we came together a few minutes later. I
slid down from his waist and we stood there panting and holding
each other.

“I need to start working
out if we’re going to keep this up.” I exclaimed, trying to catch
my breath.

“Maybe you should go
morning, noon, and night.” He whispered in my ear. “Because that is
how much I want you.”

“We can’t have sex three
times a day,” I gasped. “We have work to do.”

“We can squeeze it in.”
Zane turned on the shower and we stepped in, letting the hot water
cascade down on us. I grabbed a bar of soap and ran it over his
body, taking my time to feel and appreciate every inch of him. This
man was perfect, from his muscular arms, to his toned stomach, and
tight butt. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him, and I
giggled.

“What’s so funny?” He
cocked his head to the side and licked his lips.

“I was just thinking to
myself that last week I was wondering what you looked like naked
and here we are.”

“Do I pass the
bill?”

“I don’t think you could
have passed it any higher.” I laughed, caressing his
ass.

“You have perfect
breasts.” He grinned and held them in his soapy hands. “They are
the perfect size for me.”

“Yeah right.” I shook my
head. “They’re too big.”

“There is no such thing as
breasts that are too big.” He leaned forward and sucked on my left
nipple. “I want to touch and play with them all day.”

“Well, you can’t do that.”
I moaned, as he licked and sucked. “Zane, please.”

“Yes, Lucky?”

“I can’t do it again.” I
groaned. “I’m too sore.”

“Okay, we’ll wait until
tonight.” He laughed and kissed back up to my face. “So what are we
going to do today?” I asked curiously as we stepped out of the
shower. Zane grabbed a thick cream towel and wrapped it around me
and I smiled at him gratefully. It was nice having somewhere take
care of me in this way.

“It’s a surprise.” He
grinned.

“No fair.”

“I want to show you the
parts of Los Angeles that will make you go wow.”

You make me go wow, I
thought to myself. “Ooh, I’m excited.”

“Good.” He rubbed the
towel up and down my body. “Spread your legs and stretch your arms
out so I can make sure every drop is dry.” I did as he said and
stood there as he dried me off. This was the most intimate moment I
had ever had in my life and we stared at each other as he tenderly
rubbed me down. His blue eyes were intense and focused, and my
breath caught at the emotions I saw reflected in them.

“We’re crazy, you know.” I
finally spoke. “Well, maybe just me.”

“Why are you crazy,
Lucky?”

“This moment is crazy.
This wonderful, beautiful, special moment. I barely know you, yet,
here I am, naked here in front of you and you are drying me and I’m
loving it and I’m just so overwhelmed.” I paused to take a breath.
“You just used to be that cocky guy who sat in my booth and now …”
My voice trailed off.

“And now what?” Zane
stopped what he was doing and stared at me.

“And now, you’re the guy
I’m having sex with.”

“Am I just the guy you’re
having sex with?” He half-smiled and I was confused. Would I scare
him aware if I told him just how much he was starting to mean to
me.

“No, you’re the guy that
makes me laugh, and makes me tremble,” I said seriously.

“Do you know that I’ve
thought about this moment a million times?” Zane’s voice caught and
he smoothed the hair on the top of my head back. “Don’t call me a
horrible man, but every time I saw you at Lou’s, I wondered what
you would look like in my bed. I wondered if you tasted as sweet as
you looked.”

“And?” I grinned and
rubbed his jawline.

“You’re sweeter than I
ever imagined. Thank you for taking this chance on me.” His voice
caught with emotion.

“Thank you for taking this
chance on me.” I ran my finger to his lips. “I’m so glad I came.
Even though it’s only been the second day.”

“I’m glad you are here.
And you’re right. We’re crazy. But I’m glad we’re crazy. If we
weren’t crazy, we wouldn’t have moments like this.”

“And God knows school
isn’t going anywhere.” I laughed.

“Sometimes you just have
to grab life by horns and ride it wherever it takes you. This is a
good thing for us. School is important, and I would never say
otherwise, but this is giving you real world knowledge. You can go
back to your history classes and tell everyone, hey guys, this is
what really happened.”

“Yeah, that will be
awesome.” I smiled quickly, trying to ignore the stinging feeling
in my heart at his words. I didn’t want to go back and tell anyone
about anything. I was caught up in this moment, in the here and the
now, and I didn’t want to be anywhere but here. I didn’t want to be
with anyone, but him.

“That’s my Lucky.” He
kissed my nose and grabbed another towel. “Now go and get dressed
so we can leave.”

“Yes, sir.” I ran out of
the room, giggling and singing to myself as I got ready.

***

“Okay, first stop.” Zane
parked the car and jumped out. “Welcome to the Los Angeles Plaza
and the statue of Felipe de Neve. He’s considered the first founder
of Los Angeles.”

“Wow.” I looked at the
statue in admiration. “I’ve never heard of him before.”

“Most people haven’t.”
Zane grabbed my hand. “Felipe was a Spanish governor and his tenure
was from 1975 to 1982.”

“1975?”
I grinned. “I didn’t realize California was
so
new.”

“I mean 1775 to 1782.” He
laughed. “Felipe was granted permission from Charles III of Spain
to found and establish Los Angeles.”

“I’m impressed that you
know that.” I looked at him in admiration.

“Okay, I can’t lie.” He
sighed and pulled me closer to him. “I looked it up. I never heard
of Felipe until this morning when I looked up historical places to
show you in LA.”