Chapter Eighteen: Waffles(mature)

The aroma of butter plus the bright sunlight coming from the blinds woke me up from my deep slumber. My head hurts like a bitch and my throat felt so dry like a cactus was planted on it. Just to sum it up, I feel like shit, probably smell like one too.

I squinted my eyes a few times, trying to adjust myself from all the brightness that was coming from the huge windows. I sat up groggily, not sure what happened to me last night.

I swear to god my head was throbbing like my brain is about to explode, my hands were shaking and the tips of my fingers and toes were numb. I cant also feel my leg and my neck hurts.

Did I die?

I so badly regret drinking too much. I will never again in my life abuse the power of alcohol.

I sat up, leaning my head against the head board of my bed..it felt different. I looked at my headboard and saw that it was made of dark varnished wood, I dont remember buying a new bed, my headboard was white and soft and smelt like my perfume.

I looked around the walls and it was in a very light shade of gray, I didnt remember repainting my walls, last time I checked it was plain white.

The windows were also huge and it has curtains not blinds like the ones in my room. The furnitures were also dark wood.

After a few moments of thinking, I realized that I wasnt in my room.

No shit, Sherlock!

"Fucking hell!" I gasped, I looked under the bed to see if my slippers were there, they were pink and made out of fur and fluffy. It wasn't there.

I stood up only to see a full length mirror standing across me.

My eyes widened, I was wearing a plain white shirt that was not my size, it looks like its owned by man and also by the smell of the room it also smelled like it was owned by a man.

Is this Calum's room? Where am I?

I immediately opened the door and skipped thru the halls, I know I've been in this place before I just too disoriented at the moment to even fucking remember.

I walked my way down the stairs, this isnt such a big house after all.

Did Calum forgot to tell me that he doesnt live with his family anymore or am I..

"Good morning, Miss Beck" a familiar voice exclaimed,

"Mr. Hemmings how did you-"

"Can't remember last night?" He asked.

Am I in his house?

"Am I in your house? How did I get here?" I exclaimed in disbelief.

He nodded, "This is best discussed as we eat breakfast, I am sure that you're not feeling well."

I feel like I'm about to throw up.

He walked towards me, gripping on my waist and smiling, he was wearing a white v-neck shirt similar to what I was wearing and his sweat pants.

We walked our way to the kitchen almost hand in hand, I didnt know why I wished that he would intertwine our fingers like he did that day. Maybe Im still drunk and hallucinating things.

"I hope you eat waffles and sausages." He muttered, "My maid's in her day off so I just whipped up food that I can cook."

I looked at him like he was the most precious thing in the world.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" He asks leaning on the counter, our face was just inches from each other.

I looked away, "I wasnt." I defended as seated myself on the bar stool.

"Here-" He smiled, offering me a glass of coffee, "It helps..if you dont want it I can make you some celery and tomato juice."

"No thank you, coffee is okay." I exclaimed in panic, I've never had celery and tomato juice before but I can just imagine how bad it tastes, I don't want to ever drink something like that.

I took a sip from my mug and felt relaxed once the warm liquid settled in my stomach.

When I placed back my mug on the counter, Luke was already placing waffles and sausages on my plate.

"Eat." He ordered.

I took a bite on my waffle and I felt him staring at me, I looked up.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked, my left cheeks puffed because of all the food that was in my mouth.

"I find you really amusing, Miss Beck." He smiled looking away and drinking his orange juice.

I felt my cheeks blush but ignored it.

"How did get here? I don't remember seeing you last night." I exclaimed seriously.

"I just happen to see you there" He shrugged,

"Were you following me?"

"It was just coincedence, Miss Beck. Arent you thankful that it was me not some..random guy?"

"I am, I am thankful. I just need you to explain things, Im confused" I rubbed my temples with one of my hands. "My head isnt helping either."

"I was in that place, with a friend. It was a bachelor party. Nothing unsual and I happen to see you there. I saw you but you were with that guy, and I didnt want to interrupt but I swear to god I wouldve interrupted if he made a move on you."

I didnt answer.

"I didnt even know you drink too much." He laughed,

"Trust me, I will never again. That would be my first and last." I laughed a little and he joined me.

It was silent for a moment, I could hear nothing but our breathing and our forks hitting the porcelain plates as we dig on our food.

After we finished eating I made sure that I would do the dishes, we kind of got into an argument about it but he let me win.

As I did the dishes a thought slip through my mind.

Luke was sitting still on the bar stool a book on his hand, wearing a reading glass.

"Were you the one who undress me?" I asked rinsing the soap off of the last plate.

"Do you see anyone else who lives in this house, Miss Beck?"

No.

I turned off the faucet and faced him.

"You know I already saw all of that." He smirked standing up.

I gripped unto the the granite counter eventhough is was cold but, so was my hands because of my encounter with water.

He walks slowly towards me, cornering me, pressed against the counter.

"Mr. He-" before I could finish my statement he pressed his index finger on my lips.

"Shh, I believe you owe me something." His devilish smirk never left his face,

"And w-what is that?" I stuttered,

He smiled lacing our hands, the only thing I wanted him to do again, "Come here." He mumbled as he drags me ascending the stairs and back to his bedroom.

"What are we going to do?" I asked, unaware of what's happening.

"Were going to take a bath, since we havent yet." He exclaimed like taking a bath with someone was a normal thing to do.

I just stood up, watching him undressing himself.

"Dont make me rip you out of what you're wearing." He teased and I felt my body tensed up as he walks closer wearing nothing but his Calvin Klein boxers.

His hug hands cupping my face pecking me softly on the lips, he was smiling and I dont know why he was so happy, or what is the reason of him being this happy. His hands made their way to my shoulder, pulling down one of my sleeves. He pressed his lips on my neck down to my shoulder. I leaned my head a little backward to feel him more. I moaned a little when I felt him biting on my skin.

I stood still as I feel him lace his fingers with mine leading me into his bathroom.

He lets me go when we were inside as he turns the faucet of his tub.

I stare at my reflection on the enormous mirrors as I watch his reflection behind me.

He walks behind me holding the hem of the shirt I am wearing and rose it up, undressing me.

I was left nothing but my bra and underwear.

"How could you be so beautiful?" He asked his voice just a soft whisper on my ear as I feel his breath on my warm skin.

I dont know why but I miss him, I just realized it. I missed him so much and there is no way in this fucking world that I'd rather be than be here beside him.

I caressed his face, feeling his rough stubbles by his jaw. I loved how it felt on my skin. His arms were placed on my belly, enveloping me in his warm embrace as I lean on his bare chest.

I hate to admit it to myself but I, I think I like him. I do, I really like him.

His rough hands made their way sending electricity down my body, with every single touch my body ignited begging for more.

His hands were inside my panties, rubbing my sex and I leaned closer to him, feeling the pleasure he is giving to me.

My breathing pattern changed everytime he touches me.

His hands were cold but the way his fingers move in and out of me felt so good it was irresistable.

I feel like Im going to loose control, I have no control of my body anymore, the way he do me is absolutely unexplainable.

"Hush now, my love." He exclaimed and I opened my eyes only to see his reflection smirking at me, "We dont want you to come now, dont we? We havent even started yet." He trails his hands on my back after removing it from inside me, he unclasps my bra and I let it slide down the floor.

I felt the garter of my underwear as I remove it.

"Eager are we now?" Luke smiled, as I faced him, he looked amused of what I just did.

I used to think I was innocent and pure, a girl who only has a bad mouth but clearly what Im doing now is wrong and I am not one of the characters I just mentioned, I am so much more.

"Shut up and kiss me!" I exclaimed, thirsty for him.

I crashed our lips, taking Luke off guard. At first he tensed up but after a few seconds he coped up.

Our tongues moved in sink and I liked the way that I was the one leading him.

So this is what it feels like to be on the upper hand for the second time? I like it.

I was hungry for him, I wanted to know if I was certain of what I am feeling or if Im just being infatuated.

He told me he liked me, right?

He told me he doesnt love his wife, right?

I could live with the fact that he doesnt want to get a divorce with Miss Adelaide, right?

My thoughts are getting crazy inside my head and I dont even know how to contain them.

He placed his hands on top of mine which were cupping his face. He took one of my hands and placed it on his buldge. He made me rub him up and down and I obliged.

I felt my body getting hot like something inside me was stirring up.

I felt his manhood getting harder and harder everytime I rub it.

He moaned on my lips and just the mere thought of him moaning because of the pleasure I was giving to him is just too much to wrap around my head.

I felt him removing his underwear but I continued kissing him but stopped rubbing him.

Once he succesfully removed his Calvin Klein's he pulled away.

"You told me you havent had sex besides the things we do, right?" His voice sounded so gentle.

I nodded.

"I want to make you feel good, this is our first time to do this and I really want to feel you inside me."

Wait, are we really going to have sex right now?

"What do you mean?" I asked,

"I want to be inside you, Miss Beck. I told you many times before that I want to fuck your brains out." He answered promptly.

I felt my throat beginning to dry up as our lips made contact again.

This time, our kiss was slow and I could say that its affectionate at least.

He pulled away after one last peck, he turned the faucet off, just in time.

He stepped in the tub offering me a hand and I held on it.

We both sat down, the water was warm and it felt really good on my skin, He sat legs stretched and I sat on top of his lap.

"This is your first time so I will not get that rough on you" He winked,

I felt my heart skip a beat.

Mr. Hemmings, what are you doing to me? I sighed to myself.

He looked in my eyes, like he couldnt believe what he's looking at. I never felt anything like this not experience anythingg like this, this is all new to me but I am willing to give him my all, whenever he is looking at me he makes me feel so special.

He started kissing my neck making my knees feel weak and I was so vulnerable at the moment.

I felt him harden under me, the water that's surrounding us makes me calm my nerves.

Soft moans escape my lips, also in his. Our lips crash and my arms were slung around his neck lazily playing with his hair that was right above his neck. His hair was surprisingly so smooth despite how it looked like.

"You ready?" He asked his voice in a soft whisper,

I bit my lip and nodded not knowing what I'm supposed to be ready about.

"Do you trust me?"

I nodded,

"Answer me-"

"Y-yes, I t-trust you"

He gently shifted a little as I felt his erection under me.

His hands cup my butt under the water making me kneel down so I'm not sitting directly on top of him.

His lips made contact with my neck leaving small bruises all over my skin.

I leaned back feeling every touch coming from him as my insides ignite and my brain gets all wired up.

My eyes flutter open as I feel something sting inside my sex, it felt like my skin was being burned under there or was being ripped apart slowly, not sure which of the two but it fucking hurt like hell.

I moaned loudly making my voice echoed all around the bathroom.

His hands were on my shoulders gently pulling me down him.

I couldn't contain myself and the audicity of what he's doing to me.

I moaned again, this time a little less louder than before. My breath is in heat and I couldn't help my eyes rolling back inside my head.

I gasped at the feeling.

"Oh fuck-" Luke moaned his hands trailing down my body as he started moving inside me in and out, slowly.

His hands were on my hips and this time I was the one who crashed our lips.

He obviously loved it for he looked like he was hungry for me as well as I am for him.

I couldn't explain how good he is doing inside of me. I couldn't even feel the pain anymore.

"Do you drink pills?" He asked pulling away and obliging me to stand up.

I did what he gestured me to do and I pouted.

He obviously saw it and a playful smirk was all over his face.

"Eager now aren't we?" He teased as he stood up, our bodies inches away from each other.

Without further a due he pushed me against the wall where the tub is against and started trailing kisses on my jawline. I didn't know why but it was like my body has a mind of its own, I wrapped both of my legs around his waist and he dug his nails on my thighs as he carry my weight.

We started kissing this time sloppier than ever.

"I'm going to have to take in my room and make you come until you can't feel your legs and you don't even know how to sit or walk anymore." His voice was serious and almost intimidated.

He carried me to his bed, him being the superior between the both of us looking down on me as I lay on the bed wet from the water of the tub and my hair sprawled in many different directions all over the matress.

"Now answer me, do you drink pills?" He asked sliding one finger in me, harshly pumping in and out.

"W-what..what kind of p-pills?" I moaned not being able to think.

"Contraceptives."

I shook my head as he nodded.

My eyes were closed but instantly fluttered wide open as he removes his finger inside me.

I looked at him asking myself where he was going.

He walked towards his side table drawer grabbing himself a packet of condom.

"I hate wearing this things." He cursed biting the condom sachet to open.

I would lie if I deny the fact that the sight of him doing that was unpleasant for it was enjoyable and a very hot thing for him to do.

He stood up a minute wrapping the condom on his length. I watched him intently, wanting and wishing to be the one who was doing that to him.

He walked right back to the bed and crawled on top of me.

"I'd like to get rough with you, Miss Beck." He smiled.

"Do so." I answered biting my lip, not knowing what I'm about to get myself into.

He pressed his lips on mine and I moaned giving him the perfect timing to slide his tongue inside my mouth. He was so warm and I was so cold. We were the perfect combination.

I felt the familiar sting under me and the walls of my sex widened as I feel his length trying to get inside me.

The feeling was intense and I feel it now rather than under the water awhile ago.

Sex on bed is better than sex underwater.

He started thrusting, slowly but deep. I can feel his every thrust and I felt hopeless on how good it felt. The sound of our skin making contact sounded like music to my ears, his casual moans felt like I was being sent to heaven.

I felt the muscles on my legs tighten as I arch my back. I love the way he touches me, I don't want this to end.

His thrust gets faster and harder by the second. If he's going to keep up with this phase I won't be able to make it, I'm sure as hell that I'm going to come any second now.

He started thrusting faster and it became sloppier as well, it felt like I was being choked like I was about to vomit my insides any moment now, it wasn't because of pain but it was because of how good it felt. I'm craving for more but my body wants to give up. We are both sweating now and our bodies looked glossy as the sunlight coming from the windows is lighting up our skin.

I shut my eyes closed as both of my arms were on his sides rubbing his back up and down.

After I few more thrusts, I felt his muscles tense and I knew then that he was going to come with me at the same time.

"Let go, baby. Let go." He instructed,

When I reached my climax I couldn't help but curse under my breath. His sloppy thrust made it obvious that he had reached his limit and when he collapsed on top of me he had already come undone.

He stayed breathless on top of me and I did the same as I lay under him.

After we have collect ourselves and he laid himself on the mattress I covered my exposed body with the duvet.

He removed the condom that was on him and placed it back on the empty sachet.

"We need to get you pills." He exclaimed breaking the silence.

I nodded shifting myself and lifted my head with use of my elbow as I lay on my side, staring at him.

He was staring absent mindedly on the ceiling. He wasn't himself by the looks of it.

"Looks like I was the one who fucked your brains out." I teased trying to hold back my laughter.