Love Wanted In Texas: Saving You Part 16

"Ah, I'm so d.a.m.n deep this way."

I pushed back against him. I needed him to move. He took the signal and gripped my hips tighter and began pulling out and slamming back into me. The feel and sound of his b.a.l.l.s. .h.i.tting me was beyond amazing. "Yes! Harder!" Sweat was beginning to cover our bodies as Luke gave me what I asked for.

Luke continued to thrust into me over and over until my o.r.g.a.s.m hit me. I screamed out his name as I felt his d.i.c.k grow bigger, pulsing with the need to release inside of me. Leaning over he grabbed my b.r.e.a.s.t.s and called out my name as we came together.

Luke's arms were wrapped around my body as my senses finally came back to reality. I didn't remember him pulling out of me, or untying my hands, or even laying down on the bed.

"Libby, every time we're together it's like the first time. You're so amazing."

Smiling, I ran my fingers lazily up and down his arm. "You're amazing. You take my body to ultimate pleasure and back. That was-incredible." My eyes felt heavy as I slowly let myself fall back asleep in the arms of the man I loved more than life itself.

GRACE AND I sat at the bar in the kitchen and looked out into the living room. Will and Luke had decided to throw a party, but for no particular reason other than to see Colt. I watched as Luke and Will talked to a few football players. Alex was standing next to Lauren as she drooled over the soph.o.m.ore quarterback, Bruce. Colt was leaning against the doorjamb, talking to a few football players. I noticed he kept looking over to Lauren.

"Good lord, there is so much potential d.i.c.k in this room; it makes my girly parts all excited."

I snapped my eyes back to Grace. "What? Potential d.i.c.k?"

She nodded her head as her eyes scanned the room. "Yeah, look at some of these guys. I'd be willing to take a smaller d.i.c.k just to be able to look at their handsome faces while we f-"

"Stop! Oh my gosh, Grace. When did you become a wh.o.r.e?"

She threw her head back and laughed. "Please, Libby. I have no intentions of hooking up with any of these guys, or any guy for that matter. But I can fantasize, can't I?"

I tilted my head and decided to try and approach the subject of Noah again. Alex and I tried to talk to Grace this past summer but she wouldn't talk about him at all. "Have you heard from Noah?"

Grace looked at me with a surprised look on her face. Her eyes looked sad for a brief moment before she frowned slightly. She looked back over the dance floor. "No."

"He hasn't tried to contact you after y'all hooked up over spring break?"

Grace turned her head and shook it. "Nope."

I had the feeling Grace wasn't being honest. "Weird, cause I ran into him a couple days ago."

Grace quickly looked back at me. "What? You ran into Noah? Where?"

I smiled slightly. "I was walking across campus and there he was. Walking straight toward me with that drop my panties and take me on-the-spot smile of his."

Grace narrowed her eyes at me. "You can't talk about another guy like that, not when you're with my brother."

I b.u.mped her shoulder. "I believe those were your words when you came back from seeing him again this past summer when we were all at the beach."

Grace's mouth dropped open. "How did you know? Wait-you knew I met up with him again?"

"Not until you got toasted our last night at the beach and told me and Alex. You ran into him when you were running on the beach and he invited you back to his parents' house and y'all ..." I looked up like I was thinking. Looking back at Grace I smirked and said, "Y'all got all sweaty again."

Grace turned and looked straight ahead. "Noah asked me how you were. Said he has texted you a few times and hasn't heard back from you. Why are you ignoring him, Grace? You really acted like you liked him that night."

Still staring straight ahead Grace answered. "I was drunk." She looked into my eyes. "I'm not opening myself up to be hurt again, Libby."

I pulled back and saw the fear in Grace's eyes. "What is it about you Johnson kids? Grace, you'll never know unless you open up and let him in. He's a really nice guy and I think-"

Grace stood up. "Don't think, Libby. He was nothing but a good f.u.c.k. That's it and that's all he'll ever be. A guy like Noah Bennet does not want a girl like me."

I stood up. "What does that mean? A girl like you? You're amazing, Grace. You're beautiful, smart, and can get any d.a.m.n guy you want."

Grace chuckled as she shook her head and looked away. "Not this time, Libby." I watched as Grace walked to the living room. Two guys were standing there talking. One was blond and the other had light-brown hair. He must have been a football player because he was built and had an amazing body. He pushed his hand through his hair as Grace walked up and held out her hand. She smiled and that was all it took-he was putty in her hands. Luke and Will had hired a DJ who was set up in the backyard. Grace took the guy's hand and began leading him outside.

I let out a sigh and closed my eyes. My arm tingled and I quickly opened my eyes to see Luke standing there. "Dance with me, Lib?"

Biting my lip, I nodded and placed my hand in his. We made our way through the living room, formal dining room, and then through the game room. When we walked out back I glanced around for Grace. She was wrapped up in the arms of the guy she walked out here with. "I Put a Spell On You" was playing and it was pretty clear Grace had indeed put a spell on the poor guy dancing with her.

Luke pulled me into his arms and began singing to me as I looked into his emerald-green eyes. Leaning down, Luke sucked in my lower lip with his teeth as I let out a moan. When his lips pressed against mine and our tongues danced together, I was lost. I soon forgot about Grace and Noah and focused only on the incredible urge to be lying in bed, wrapped in Luke's arms.

"I CANNOT BELIEVE I'm letting you talk me into this!" Libby whispered.

I laughed and glanced to her. "Why are you whispering? No one is home, Lib."

Libby shrugged her shoulders as she helped me put the clear plastic wrap over Grace's toilet. "I don't know."

Chuckling, I pulled the clear wrap tight. We stood back and looked at our work. Smiling, we looked at each other and gave a high five. I reached down and grabbed the wrap. We made our way out of the bedroom. "What time is Grace due home?" I asked as we made our way back downstairs.

Libby smiled. "Any minute! I didn't know it was so late."

We made our way into the kitchen and I was brought back to the time when Libby and I talked Will into trying to fly off the barn. It hadn't taken much convincing and we had Will believing if we attached homemade wings he would be able to soar in the sky and land softly to the ground.

One broken arm later, Libby and I were both grounded for a month. I would sneak out at night and take my bike over to her house. Climbing up to her window, we would sit on the roof of the porch for hours and talk.

Peeking over to Libby, I watched as she pulled out a watermelon and began cutting it up. Glancing up she smiled. "Want some watermelon?"

I nodded my head and sat down on one of the barstools we had at the kitchen island. "Do you remember the time we got grounded for talking Will into flying off the barn?"

Libby's eyes met mine. She smiled so big it caused me to laugh. "I remember the time you talked me into talking my brother into soaring through the air." She shook her head. "Poor, Will. He broke his arm and we were all so afraid to tell my mom."

I watched as Libby moved across the kitchen. My heart began to beat stronger in my chest. She's mine. She's finally mine.

Taking in a breath, I slowly let it out. "Do you know what I remember most about that time?"

She continued to cut up the watermelon and put it into a bowl for us. "Will threatening to hurt you every single time he saw you?"

I chuckled. "Nah, that was funny though. I bet if we brought it up to him he'd still be p.i.s.sed." Libby giggled and nodded her head. "I remember sneaking out and coming to your house in the middle of the night. Tapping on your bedroom window and sitting under the stars, talking for hours."

Libby stared into my eyes, smiling softly. "I remember that too. I used to lay in bed and pray so hard you would be there that night. Then, I'd hear you tap on my window and I would get giddy at the idea of sitting next to you on the roof. I remember if your body brushed against mine, I would get the silliest feelings in my stomach." She looked down and then back at me. "I still do."

Pushing the stool back, I walked over to Libby. Placing my hands in her hair, I pulled her head back and pressed my lips to hers. The kiss was pa.s.sionate-filled with love, as we kissed each other like we hadn't seen each other in days. I pulled back some and whispered against her lips. "I loved you then, Libby."

Closing her eyes she barely spoke, "Never stop loving me, Luke."

"Never," I whispered as I picked her up and set her on the counter. I was about to take things further when the front door opened. Closing my eyes, I said, "s.h.i.t."

Libby laughed and leaned over and kissed my lips. "If you were about to do what I think you were, we can sneak down here later tonight and you can make it up to me!"

I picked up her hand and kissed it. "I love you."

Biting on her lip, Libby whispered back, "I love you more, Luke."

"Never," I said as I shook my head and helped her back down. Grace walked into the kitchen and glanced over at us. "What's up, b.i.t.c.hes?"

Snapping my head over to Grace, I looked at her. She opened the refrigerator and grabbed a Diet c.o.ke. "I have a huge test to study for. Y'all want to grab some dinner later?"

I could tell Libby was having a hard time holding back her laughter. She always was the weak one on the team when it came to keeping a straight face. "Sure. We can grab something if you want."

Grace looked at me and tilted her face. "Why are you looking at me that way?"

I shrugged. "Because you're beautiful, and I'm lucky to have you as a sister?"

Grace's mouth dropped open. "Oh G.o.d. Y'all are pregnant and need me to be there when you tell Mom. I knew it. The way you two go at it like rabbits. I admit I thought this was going to be Alex and Will, but I'm not surprised. Mom and Dad are going to be p.i.s.sed. Dude, wrap the stick!"

Libby and I just stood there stunned. Finally, Libby spoke. "I'm not pregnant, Grace."

"Why does everyone keep telling me to wrap my stick? I wrap my d.a.m.n stick!"

Grace took a step back. "Oh. Sorry." Turning on her heels, she headed into the living room and then up the stairs. I turned to Libby. "s.h.i.t, all these people talking about you being pregnant is starting to freak me out!"

Libby laughed. "You know I'm on the pill, Luke, so stop freaking out."

Turning, I looked at her. For one brief moment, I wanted to sink my d.i.c.k inside her and feel what she would feel like without a condom on. Raising her eyebrow she looked at me with a knowing look.

"Wrap the stick, baby," she said with a wicked grin.

I was about to suggest the one thing I swore I would never do, when Grace screamed out. "Luke! You son-of-a-b.i.t.c.h!"

Libby's hands went up to her mouth as I smiled bigger. "I guess Grace had to go potty!"

WALKING OUT OF the library, I stopped dead in my tracks. Libby was standing there talking to Zach. The smile on her face as she talked to him caused knots in my stomach. Why the f.u.c.k is she talking to him? Had he contacted her again?

Libby and I both had cla.s.ses in the science building and would meet here every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday before going to lunch. I began walking toward them. As I got closer, Libby threw her head back and laughed. I balled my fist and tried to stay calm, even though I wanted to pound Zach's face into the ground.

Libby looked up and smiled bigger when she saw me walking up. I attempted to smile, but I was sure it came across as fake. Her smile lessened some as I came up and stopped. Glancing over to Zach, I looked at him and then back to Libby. "What's going on?"

Libby shook her head slightly. She obviously could tell I was p.i.s.sed. "Um, nothing I ran into Zach and he was telling me about his hunting trip with his father last weekend. Their Jeep got stuck in the mud and ..."

I turned and looked at Zach. If this a.s.shole thought he had any chance with Libby ever again, he had another thing coming. "You do realize she's with me, right?"

I felt the heat move through my body. I wasn't even sure why I was feeling jealous. I trusted Libby. I just didn't trust the little b.a.s.t.a.r.d standing here smirking at me.

Zach's smile faded and was then replaced with a smirk. "You feel threatened by me, Luke? That doesn't say a lot about your relationship with Libby."

Libby sucked in a breath. "Zach!" She then turned and looked at me. "Luke, stop this. We ran into each other and were catching up."

"I don't feel threatened by you, I just don't trust you."

Libby stepped in front of me. "Stop this. Zach is a friend and that's all." I could feel the hurt wash through my body. Why would she continue a friendship with him? The man who stole what was mine.

Looking at her I frowned. "I see, why lose a friendship that holds so many memories. Is that it, Lib?" Turning around, I began walking off. I heard Libby suck in a breath and I knew it was a s.h.i.t move on my part. Seeing Zach reminded me that he took Libby's virginity, not me. He had her first. He had what should have been mine.

By the time I got back to the house, I was p.i.s.sed more at myself than anything. I let jealousy get the best of me and I hurt Libby. After I promised her I wouldn't hurt her. Taking out my phone, I saw I had text from her.

Libby: I'm sorry it hurt you to see me talking to Zach. I was only trying to be polite when he walked up and said h.e.l.lo to me. I'm leaving cla.s.s early.

I saw I had another text. This one was from my buddy, Roy. He had been my best friend my freshman year of college. He liked to party and was what I had needed to drown out memories-and feelings.

Roy: Whippets this afternoon. Don't say no. One beer, Luke. Just come and hang out and have one beer.

The last thing I wanted to do was go out, but I needed to get out for a bit and clear my head. I looked back at Libby's text. I sent Libby a text and then another to Roy.

Me: I didn't mean what I said. I'm sorry, Lib. I need to clear my head. Going to Whippets to meet Roy for a beer. I'll be home later.

Me: Hey Roy. I'm on my way but I'm only staying for one beer.

I quickly changed clothes and headed back down the stairs and to my truck when my phone beeped. I looked to see Libby had sent me a text back.

Libby: Luke we need to talk.

I instantly panicked. My fear of Libby leaving me slowly invaded my mind. I attempted to push my fears aside. I wasn't sure where this fear was coming from, Libby saying she wanted to talk to me only caused me to think the worst.

THE MOMENT I walked in and saw Roy and Gus, I smiled. I walked to the table and held out my hand to Roy. "Long time," I said as Roy and Gus stood up and shook my hand. I sat and smiled at the waitress as she brought over a Blue Moon and set it in front of me. Glancing up, I smiled at her. "You read minds?"

She laughed and said, "Nah, your buddy told me when you got here that's what your flavor was."

She turned and walked away. "And she is my flavor. I've been working on tapping that for the last few weeks," Roy said as his eyes followed the waitress while she walked back to the bar.

Shaking my head, I laughed and tipped the beer back, taking a drink. Looking around I saw a few people I knew. Gus slapped me on the back. "So what in the h.e.l.l have you been up to, Luke? We haven't seen you around the last year."

I shrugged. "Trying to focus on school. Taking extra credit hours to finish up early so I can get to work."

Roy nodded his head. "Who's the blonde you've got on your arm all the time?"

My heart dropped slightly. Knowing I acted like a d.i.c.k again to Libby had me p.i.s.sed off at myself and wishing I hadn't headed over to the bar. One beer and I was out of here and back to my girl. Smiling, I said, "Libby. My girlfriend."

"Dude, she's f.u.c.king hot," Gus said as I snapped my head over to him. He threw up his hands. "Not that I'm looking."

"We're having a party this weekend. Why don't y'all stop by?" Roy said as he looked over at Gus. Glancing back and forth between the two of them.

"I think I'll pa.s.s. We have plans this weekend." Looking over Roy's shoulder I saw Karen. A guy with dark-brown hair had his arms wrapped around her. She looked my way and when she saw me she smiled. We each gave a wave. I stood and looked down at Roy. "I'm going to go say hi to Karen."

Roy spun around in his chair. "Tell her we said hey. Miss seeing her at the parties, too. Heard she was engaged."

I looked down at Roy and then back up to Karen, "No s.h.i.t?"