I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'M SORRY! This took me forever! I promise, I was trying. I really was. I was suffering from some major writers block on this one. I hope the length pacifies some of your anger.

Chapter 10

My fingers fidgeted nervously with the hem of my cardigan as I waited for the door to open. I could hear movement on the other side, heavy feet walking over wooden floors, and the closer the noise came, the more my stomach churned.

You would think, after all the time we'd spent together the past several days, that this wouldn't be such a big deal. But for some reason, whether it be the fact that it was a date or maybe because of the things we had done the night before, it was. I never seemed to know what to expect, even when he flat out told me what he was going to do. My body never reacted the way I thought it would. The slightest touch, the smallest glance, could set my blood on fire and I never knew when that startling feeling would zip through my body.

There was no doubt; the attraction I felt towards the man was overwhelming. Time and time again he proved that. But what was even more overwhelming was the way I couldn't seem to get him out of my head. When he was near me, he was all I could see. When he wasn't, he was all that I could think about. It left me feeling uneasy and off balance. Something I wasn't accustomed to, until lately. How had it happened that he had taken, in a matter of less than two weeks, such a prominent role in my life? And why did I get so excited at just the mere prospect of spending time with him?

My pulse leapt when the knob started to slowly turn. Breathe Lucy, breathe… It's just a date. This was nowhere near as intimidating as what I'd faced the night before with me taking his offer of touching him as I pleased. Just the thought of that made a wave of dizziness sweep through me. I remembered clearly every kiss, every caress. I couldn't decide which had been more intoxicating, being able to touch him at will or him touching me.

The door swung open and there he stood, grinning at me in all his masculine handsomeness. "Hey, come on in. I was just finishing…"

His words trailed off, my ears forgetting how to hear anymore as I basically stood there, openly gawking at him. It wasn't my fault though. I couldn't be expected to keep all five senses working when my eyes were doing overtime soaking in the sight of him half naked, wearing only a pair of black pants with a matching leather belt dangling unclasped from the loops on his waist. The man was too sexy by far. Especially with several strands of blonde hair falling over his forehead, the thick mass slightly damp like he'd just stepped out of the shower and ran a towel through it. His chest was mostly dry but I could still spot a few droplets clinging to his skin, glistening as if beckoning me to lean forward and lick them off.

"Lucy…" Laxus said, waving a hand in front of my face and effectively drawing my attention away from his bare chest.

"Yea?" I blinked.

He chuckled and leaned forward, planting a firm kiss on my lips before pulling away.

I followed him, my eyes closed as I nearly fell forward in my attempt to keep contact with his mouth, eliciting another laugh from the man. "I hope you never get over that," he commented and then turned to head inside, leaving me to stare at his back as I still stood awkwardly in the doorway.

"Umm, what do you mean?" I asked, taking a hesitant step inside.

Without glancing back and disappearing into what I assumed was his bathroom, he spoke loudly enough that I could still hear him. "I mean that I hope you always look at me the way you do now."

I quirked my head to the side, contemplating what he said and then asked, "How do I look at you now?"

He emerged a few seconds later, tugging a long sleeved purple shirt over his arms and then deftly buttoned the row down his chest to the bottom of the shirt. My eyes followed his fingers, frowning as inch after inch of skin disappeared.

"You look at me like I'm the best thing you've seen all day," he answered, walking across the room and stopping just in front of me.

I smiled sheepishly and ran a nervous hand through my hair. To be honest, he probably wasn't far from the truth. He just might be the best thing I've seen all day.

"As for me, I know you are," he said and then lifted a hand, cupping my cheek as he stared down at me.

I bit the side of my lip and shifted my weight from one foot to the other. The man already had my stomach tied in a thousand knots and I'd only been here for less than five minutes.

"So umm, where are we going?" I asked, trying to change the embarrassing subject.

His thumb rubbed gently over my cheek and then he dropped his hand to his side. "Well, to be honest, I'm not really sure."

My eyes widened and he shrugged.

"Freed found out about us getting together tonight and, of course, he told Mira about it and before I knew what was going on, they had made reservations at some new restaurant in town. It's called The Melting Pot. Have you heard of it?"

"I've gone by it a few times. It looks neat," I answered. Actually, I'd wanted to go to it for weeks but hadn't found the opportunity. Plus, I'd heard it was a bit on the expensive side and also sort of… intimate. Not exactly a place I wanted to go to with Natsu and the gang.

We walked out of his house and he closed the door behind us. The wind was even stronger than when I'd arrived just a few minutes ago and I worried that a storm was coming as I looked up at the dark sky overhead. "That doesn't look good," I commented.

He turned his head up as he finished locking his door. "Maybe we shouldn't go out," he suggested and then winked as he continued, "I can think of a few things we can do to entertain ourselves…"

Thankfully it was too dark outside for him to see the blush that immediately stained my cheeks but I was sure he was able to feel the shiver that passed through my body when his fingers brushed against mine and he clasped my hand possessively.

"Come on. It'll probably pass right over us," he said and gripped my hand tighter as we turned off the walkway to his house and on to the street. My other hand had to keep smoothing over my dress to keep it from flying up with every quick gust of wind and I just knew that my hair was going to be a horrid mess by the time we got to the place. But being able to hold his hand like this, walking so casually through the town as if we'd been lovers for years, made it all worth it. I hadn't realized how wonderful such a simple gesture would feel.

His hand was warm and large, surprisingly gentle as he held mine firmly in his grasp. There was also an intoxicating scent drifting off of his body and filling my nostrils; a combination of earthy woods and citrus that I found myself inhaling over and over again as we walked.

"So, did you have fun with your friends today?" Laxus asked, ending the silence that had grown over the short distance since his house.

I thought about my conversation with Cana and Levy earlier, letting loose some of my insecurities and apprehensions. They'd given me confidence which I'd sorely needed and even though they hadn't told me what I should do, I'd left there feeling a little bit more sure of the things I'd been feeling lately.

I turned to Laxus with a slight smile. "Yea, we sat around talking mostly but it was nice. I needed it." I could tell he was curious and wanted to know what we'd talked about but he stayed silent, instead just nodding his head. He had to know that he'd been the main topic of conversation and I was thankful that he didn't delve any further. I wasn't quite ready to let him know how uncertain I was feeling about the things that were happening between us.

Maybe uncertain wasn't the right word. It was more…

His thumb began brushing softly against my hand as we walked and warmth crept slowly up my arm, filling my chest where my heart beat an increasingly quick rhythm. This was the feeling, this was what I was uncertain about. I didn't understand these strange sensations that could overwhelm me in a matter of seconds. I wanted to attribute them to lust, but ever increasingly, I found myself wondering if it wasn't more. But whatever that more was, I was completely clueless.

"Do you have any jobs planned soon?" he asked as we turned the corner, bringing us within a block of the restaurant.

I shook my head, shivering slightly when his thumb stroked over my wrist. "Nothing planned but Levy told me that Erza wanted to see me tomorrow morning about a possible job. What about you? Are you going with your team anywhere?"

"We talked about it but we didn't make any definite plans," he answered and reached out to open the door for me with the hand not holding mine.

"Thanks," I murmured and stepped inside. Several eyes turned and watched as we entered, nearly every female pair staring in awe at the man beside me. I felt self-conscious as I stood there. Laxus was so drop dead gorgeous and here I was, holding his hand like I was even close to being in the same league as him.

Without realizing it, my hand slacked in his grip and nearly dropped to my side. I could just imagine what the girls were thinking… what is she doing with a hunk like that? Maybe it's her brother. They have the same color hair. But why are they holding hands?

His hand slipped from my grip but before I could even miss the feeling of his skin, his arm snaked around my shoulders and he tugged me close to his side, kissing the top of my head as the lady began to lead us towards a table. I knew a magnificent flush was spreading across my face, plunging all the way down my neck. But it wasn't from the people watching us, it was from the way my stomach started to churn with scalding heat.

"Is this ok?" the lady asked, stopping in front of a half circle shaped booth with chocolate brown cushions and a gold and red table. I couldn't help but notice that the spot was extremely secluded, a little alcove all to ourselves. Laxus looked at me and I nodded, sliding into the bench like seat. He settled into the side opposite me, leaving the curved middle portion open and then the waitress said, "Your food should be out shortly."

With brows raised, I turned to Laxus. "Did you order for us already?"

His shoulders rose and he shook his head. "No. It must have been Freed and…" Before he finished, another waiter came out with a bottle of red wine and popped the top with a completely unnecessary flourish, pouring us both a glass before disappearing. "Well I'm not going to complain," he said with a grin before taking a large sip from the glass.

I bit the inside of my cheek and stared at the tempting glass of wine, debating whether or not I should drink it. I was nervous enough about the date, my insides already in an uproar of tension. Did I want to add alcohol to that mess?

But, on the other hand, it might help. It could soothe some of the apprehension I was feeling, calm me down. How much could one glass hurt anyway?

Deciding that the benefits outweighed the possible negative effects, I watched as Laxus took another long drink and I reached out for my glass and took a sip.

"Do you like wine?" he asked as I set my glass back down on the table.

I nodded my head and smiled. "Yea," and then asked, "So Freed and Mira put this all together?"

He groaned quietly and leaned back in the seat. "They must have. I probably shouldn't have ever told them we were going out tonight but, whatever. They're better at this kind of stuff than me."

I laughed lightly and eased back in the booth as well. "I'm not looking forward to all the questions I'll get from Mira the next time I see her."

"I don't blame you," he said and then several waiters came out with more than a half dozen covered dishes and scattered them around our table. Several pots were sizzling and bubbling, another dish filled with meats and vegetables. Overall it was quite overwhelming and I hadn't a clue where I was supposed to start.

"What the hell is all this?" Laxus asked, clearly as confused as I was.

I laughed and called out to a waitress as she passed. "Excuse me. Umm, I think you might have us confused with another reservation. There are only two of us and this is way too much food."

The girl, probably a few years older than myself, stole a glance at Laxus, her eyes drifting down his body before she blinked rapidly and turned back to me with a slight flush staining her cheeks. A strange feeling filled my gut, something sour and unpleasant and I bit back a glare that threatened as I looked at the girl when she started speaking. "That is the Sweethearts Foreplay Selection. It's meant for two."

The Sweethearts WHAT?! My mouth dropped open. She couldn't have just said what I thought she'd said.

On the other side of the booth, Laxus was chuckling deeply, his arms crossed over his chest. "Well then, that sounds about right. Shall we?" His amused grin sent warmth into my belly and from the corner of my eye I could see the waitress giving him another once over before she scurried away.

"Where do we even begin?" I asked, tearing my gaze away from Laxus and looking at the food laid out for us.

"Hell if I know."

Despite his words, he reached for one of the pronged skewers and began spearing pieces of meat and vegetables then dipped it into the large boiling pot in the center of the table.

"So how are your new spells coming?" Laxus asked as he lifted the skewer and began eating.

I reached for my own skewer and mimicked his actions. "Well, to be honest, I haven't worked on them at all since last you saw me practicing." 'I'd been slightly distracted by a certain someone,' I wanted to add but thought better of it.

"Well my offer still stands."

His offer? Oh right, to stand in if I wanted to test the spells on someone.

I smiled and began eating, moaning when the first taste of seasoned tender meat touched my tongue. "Mmm this is good," I said, still moaning as I bit off a mushroom.

"It is," he said and the next several minutes were filled with mostly silence as we ate, the food vanishing quicker than I'd imagined till the waiters took it away and replaced it with a pot of melted milk chocolate and a plate overflowing with strawberries, brownie bites and small squares of rice krispie treats.

"Oh wow," I breathed, eyeing all the delicious food and taking a long sip of wine.

Laxus grinned and leaned back in the booth, seeming to be at perfect ease. "What do you want first?"

My eyes raked over his body, the purple shirt barely concealing the muscle beneath as it stretched enticingly over every inch. The little devil inside me reared its pervy head and asked with a devious smile, 'Could I pour chocolate over him?'

I quickly shook my head at my own thoughts. "Uhh, I think I'll start with a brownie," I finally answered and leaned forward, only to be halted by his hand grasping my arm.

"Let me," Laxus said and dunked a brownie into the pool of milk chocolate until it covered nearly the entire bite.

Let him what? Dunk the thing for me?

He leaned back again, holding the bit out and I reached for it.

"Unh unh," he said, halting me with an evil smile. "You have to come get it."

What? He wanted me to what? No way. He couldn't possibly want me to eat it out of his hands.

I scooted closer to him and once again reached for it.

"Lucy…"

I looked over at him, biting my lip. He was really serious. He really expected me to eat it out of his hand. The look he was giving me was a combination of amusement and teasing, almost daring me to say no and I found myself grinding my teeth in frustration. What should I do?

I felt foolish and silly as I sat there, trying to decide how I should proceed and then finally gave up and leaned forward. My mouth opened but the moment I would have wrapped my lips around the chocolate, he moved it away.

My eyes flew open and I looked at him questioningly.

"Just a little bit further…"

I glared at him and inched closer, following his hand and soon I was sliding over the seat to get closer and bracing myself with a hand on the top of his thigh. My lips captured the small piece and I moaned the moment the chocolate touched my tongue. It was absolutely delicious. Warm chocolate melting over my tongue and then smooth, rich brownie filling my mouth. I swallowed it down and then gasped quietly when Laxus leaned forward and ran the pad of his thumb along my lower lip, bringing the digit to his mouth and wrapping his lips around it.

"Mmm, it is good," he said and then whispered near my ear. "But I think something else would be even sweeter."

The tips of his fingers ran lightly along the side of my neck and I shuddered involuntarily, leaning back. How could he do this to me? How could he turn my body into a raging inferno in just a matter of a few light caresses? He'd barely touched me and already I was thrumming with need, my pulse fluttering wildly.

"You going to leave me hungry?"

His voice jolted through me and I sat up straighter. Was he expecting me to feed him? My nails bit into the palms of my hands as I clenched my fists. I didn't think I could do it. It was bad enough letting him do it to me but the idea of feeding him, of bringing my fingers so close to his tempting mouth, it made me practically groan just thinking about it.

"I don't…"

"Here," he said, interrupting me and grabbing a strawberry. "I won't bite... at least, not here anyway."

My teeth gnawed on my bottom lip as he handed me the strawberry and I folded the leaves back before I dipped it into the chocolate. The syrupy goodness dripped over the side and streamed warmly down my finger, causing me to hurriedly thrust it towards his mouth. He had an expectant grin on his face and his eyes stared straight into mine, piercing me as I pushed the chocolate covered fruit between his full lips and watched them slowly close over it, his teeth sinking into the juicy fruit.

How could he be sexy even eating?

His lips held me enraptured and all I could do was gaze longingly at his mouth, wishing for my own taste. Every cell within my body screamed to be closer to him, to be pressed against his impossibly large and hard body with my lips closed over his. I knew what it was like, what it felt like to be surrounded by his warmth and that knowledge made my craving even that much more acute. Which is why, when the chocolate dripped further down my index finger, I mindless stuck it between my lips and began licking it off, not wanting to tear my eyes away from that delicious mouth of his.

"Fuckin' hell Lucy!" Laxus rasped, making me look up to see what was wrong.

His eyes were ablaze, staring at me with an intensity I remembered seeing when we'd been together the previous evening. It sent lust crawling through my veins and I bit down on my finger and sucked the remaining bits of chocolate off.

"What's wrong?" I asked, mumbling while I slowly pulled my finger out.

His eyes grew wide and his mouth fell open. It was then that I suddenly realized, like a light bulb going off in my head, what was bothering him… or rather I should say, what seemed to be turning him on.

A wave of confidence shot through me and I felt a surge of something powerful explode in my body. Could I actually do to him what he effortlessly seemed to do to me… all the damn time?

I pushed the digit back inside my mouth and sucked on the tip, shyly looking at him through my lashes. "Laxus?" I questioned and trailed my finger over my lip.

He groaned and grabbed his glass of wine, tilting it back until he emptied the contents. "You know exactly what's wrong."

I feigned ignorance and grabbed a strawberry for myself. "These look good." I nibbled on the fruit, inwardly cheering myself. I can't believe it had actually worked. And it had been fun! The look on his face as I'd sucked on my finger had been one of complete rapture, as if it was the most interesting thing he'd ever seen. And I had to admit, the erotic insinuation had turned me on as well.

I'd never really thought about doing something like that with a guy. Well, not that I didn't think I'd ever do it for a guy but, it had never been something I thought would turn me on. But just seeing how my body reacted to the gesture and how excited I got watching him... suddenly I wanted to do it. I wanted to see him unravel at my touch. Would his reaction be the same? Would mine?

The waitress from earlier rounded on our table, her eyes immediately searching out Laxus and asked, "Can I refill your drinks for you?" She battered her long dark lashes at him and smiled so sweetly I felt a cavity forming. Not once did she glance over at me, even when she refilled my glass, and a new flame erupted inside of me, one that had nothing to do with the lust still burning within.

To Laxus' credit, he didn't respond, even when she leaned over to refill his drink, her breasts practically spilling out of her shirt. Instead he shifted even closer to me and whispered quietly so that only I could hear. "I'd rather be eating you than this dessert."

I squirmed restlessly on the seat as warmth pooled between my thighs. So quickly the tables were turned and I was back to being a flustered ninny... that was until I saw the look on the waitresses face, her gaze almost agitated as she finished refilling his drink.

With only a quick hesitation, I leaned over and grabbed Laxus' face, his slightly stunned eyes looking at me questioningly before I kissed him full on the mouth. I knew my little spat of jealousy was foolish but for some reason, it felt so good doing it. It was like I was claiming this gorgeous man as mine. But soon, my jealousy was forgotten when he groaned and deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping between my lips and stroking hotly over mine. Vaguely I could hear a startled squeak nearby but it was muffled by the sound of my heart pounding in my ears.

Everything vanished around me, the waitress who was walking away, the people eating in the tables nearby. It was like we were completely alone which is why I didn't give a thought to thrusting my hand into his thick hair and tightly grasping the strands, angling my mouth to taste him deeper. He didn't seem to mind, answering my need and pushing it even farther.

It was with a breathless gasp that we parted, both of us staring at each other heatedly and I suddenly wanted to take my red cardigan off. It felt like the temperature had risen a good twenty degrees in the past thirty seconds but I was sure it was only my body's reaction to the kiss. Still, I took the sweater off anyway.

"Let's go," Laxus said abruptly and turned, signaling a waiter nearby. "We'd like the check please."

The waiter nodded and hurriedly left, most likely frightened by the intense look on Laxus' face. There was still a pile of dessert left to be eaten but it no longer held any interest to me. All I wanted, all I could think about was kissing Laxus again.

When the bill came, he grabbed it and paid for it quickly, shaking his head curtly when I tried to pay for my own portion. Before I knew it, he was tugging me out of the booth and practically dragging me out of the restaurant, his hand locked around mine while I clutched my sweater in the other.

The wind was still whipping around something fierce and I struggled to match his stride as we walked down the dark street, that was until he yanked me into a side alley and pressed me almost roughly against a cold brick wall. His hard body surrounded me, his arms capturing me between them and his hips pinning mine against the wall. I felt like I was burning up as I stared up at him, his gaze so hot and needy.

"I don't know what you do to me," he said, his lips hovering tantalizingly close to mine.

I didn't know what to say or what to do. All I could do was stand there, licking my suddenly dry lips as I waited for him to make a move. I felt like I was going to combust as I stood there, so anxious and so ready for him. My breathing was harsh, echoing his own raspy breaths and with an agonized groan he claimed my lips, stealing the air from my lungs.

There was no sweetness, no soft caresses, just pure carnal desire. My arms wrapped around his shoulders and neck and I felt his hands smooth firmly down my sides and then around to my back, one moving up my belly to cup my breast through the thin linen of my white dress. His mouth was greedy, sucking on my tongue and demanding I answer, encouraging the small mewling sounds that kept crawl up my throat.

I couldn't believe we were doing this, outside in the middle of the town. Sure we were tucked away in a dark alley but still, anyone could happen upon us at any second. The thought somehow, and I had no idea where this came from, made it all the more wickedly delightful as he palmed my breast and squeezed the sensitive mound. I arched into him, wanting more and almost whimpered when he tore his mouth away and asked breathlessly, "Your place or mine?"

My eyelids were heavy with lust as I lifted them to his face. "Yours," I answered without a moments thought.

He grabbed my hand again and led me out of the alleyway, back out to the street but suddenly a voice stopped us both.

"Laxus?"

I whipped my head around at the voice and from the corner of my eye I could see Laxus doing the same. Our hands were still linked together and I cringed when I saw the face of the small man in front of us.

Laxus cursed quietly under his breath and then cleared his throat, "Hi Gramps."

Master Makarov stared up at us, his presence effectively cooling the burning lust inside my body instantly, like a bucket of ice cold water poured over my head.

"And Lucy! What are you two…?" His gaze moved to our still joined hands and a large smile slowly grew over his face. "Oh I see."

I shifted uncomfortably where I stood and waved shyly. "Good evening Master."

Makarov smirked and then turned around, throwing a wave over his shoulder as he called out, "See you both at the guild tomorrow! Have a good night!"

I was biting my lip when Laxus turned back to me and ran an agitated hand through his hair. "Well that just killed the mood."

I laughed and nodded my head. "Yea, just a little." It was then that I felt the first few cold drops of rain hit my skin and I turned my face up to the sky. "Uh oh, I think it's about to start raining."

Laxus looked up as well and then tightened his grip on my hand. "Let's hurry then."

We walked quickly, the drops of rain coming down faster and faster and as soon as we reached the outskirts of the town, it started pouring. I held on tightly to his hand as we started to run and by the time we could see his front door we were both completely drenched, my hair plastered to my head.

"Almost there," Laxus hollered over the sound of the rain splashing on the wet ground.

We ran along the walkway to his house and I jumped over a puddle that had formed during the storm but stopped abruptly when I dropped my sweater. I released his hand and ran back, grabbing the soaking wet red shirt off the ground and turned to head back towards his house but once again, I halted.

Laxus was staring at me, his clothes clinging to his massive body. I wanted to rip them off and touch every inch of him. His eyes were raking me from head to toe and I looked down at my own clothing, suddenly realizing that I was wearing white of all colors. You could see every inch of my body beneath, my undergarments clearly visible under the now translucent dress.

"Fuckin' hell!" Laxus exclaimed and then took two steps and pulled me into his arms, sealing his mouth over mine. It was wet and hot, water pouring down our faces. His hands were all over me, grabbing my waist and then clutching my hips. He slid one beneath the hem of my dress and gripped my backside while the other circled around my back and held me tightly. At the same time I was pressing my hands against his wet chest, feeling the muscle's beneath and then slid them up to his shoulders.

The rain continued to come down but neither of us cared. The only thought was to the feeling of our bodies pressed wetly together, our clothing a second skin.

His face slanted over mine, deepening the already knee weakening kiss. I had to clutch at his shoulders to keep from toppling over and when his hand traveled over the curve of my ass and teased the flesh between my legs, I gasped and dug my fingers into the muscles around his neck. My voice came out a muffled scream of his name and an instant later he lifted me up and started heading towards the house, his hands still caressing my backside as I sifted my fingers into the wet strands of his hair.

Before I knew it we were at his door and I fumbled behind me for the knob as he continued to hold me, kissing me and making my insides burn with desire. The door swung open and we were inside an instant later. He kicked the door closed and then pushed my back up against a wall, his lips trailing over my chin and finding the flesh beneath my jaw.

I grabbed at his shirt, wanting the garment off his body and tugged it up his back, yanking it out of his pants. My feet slid down to the ground and I pulled the wet fabric over his head and let it fall to the floor in a sodden heap. "So perfect," I muttered, staring at the perfection that was his body, and then pressed my lips to the center of his chest, licking over his wet skin.

He groaned and grabbed my face, tilting my head up so that he could kiss me and once again I was lifted off the floor and then I found myself in another room. He flicked the light on and the instant my feet hit the floor, his hands were beneath my dress, yanking the wet fabric up my body.

I tensed, momentarily frightened by the prospect of him seeing me almost fully nude. Up till now he'd only seen me topless and even though I'd still have my bra on, he'd be able to see my panties… panties which at this point were so wet from the rain and my own excitement that they might as well not even be there.

"Christ, you're hot," he breathed, his eyes drinking in the sight of me as my dress fell to the floor.

His words burned into me, making me waver where I stood. It was a heady feeling having someone look at you the way he was looking at me and I felt it in the deepest part of me, all my insecurities forgotten.

His hands reached out and he yanked me against him, our bellies slapping together as flesh collided with flesh. Our mouths fed hungrily on one another and without realizing it, I was suddenly backed up against what must be a bed and he grabbed the back of my thighs and toppled me on to it.

"I've dreamed of seeing you like this on my bed," he said, his eyes smoldering as he looked down at me.

I lifted myself up on my elbows and watched him as he reached for his belt and deftly began to unclasp it. I swallowed convulsively, nerves fluttering wildly in my gut. My God he was so hot! He seemed to be taking his time as he slid the leather through the loop and then let the sides dangle while he reached for the button of his pants. My anticipation grew, watching him between my slightly parted, bent legs. His flat stomach, etched with muscle, was damp and I drank in the sight, following his body up to his thick chest and broad shoulders. He was grinning at me savagely and after a quiet zip, his pants fell to the ground.

I couldn't help how my eyes immediately darted to the newly exposed area, like a magnet to metal. He was wearing black boxer briefs which hugged his narrow hips and I was immediately drawn to the prominent bulge outlined beneath the dark fabric. The sight was erotic beyond belief and in the back of my mind I wondered if it was normal to be that large. Just my thoughts alone made the muscles between my legs clench almost painfully, as if searching for something that wasn't there. I felt empty and desperate and I didn't understand why. All I knew was that he could fix it, he could fill the emptiness that was growing within me. I didn't know how I knew, I just knew… instinctively.

He placed a knee on the edge of the mattress and then started to crawl towards me, slipping between my thighs and pressing kisses up my bare stomach, between my breasts and then along the column of my throat before he reclaimed my mouth. I touched his shoulders and then slid my hands down the center of his back. He was so hard and warm. I hadn't had enough of him the night before and I caressed every inch that I could manage, wishing that I could reach just a little bit farther when the tips of my fingers brushed against the waistband of his briefs.

"Always so eager," Laxus teased and then nipped my chin.

Eager? How could I not be eager? For the past few days, this was all I'd been able to think about. Everything that had happened this evening had been building me up for this... for the moment when I'd finally be able to touch him freely. My hands slid over his sides, tracing the elastic of his briefs and then I pressed my palms against his taut stomach. I heard him suck in a quick breath as the tips of my fingers traced over the lines of muscle, circling his belly button and then angling south along the trail of crisp hair.

"Christ Lucy. I love how you touch me." His voice was rough and sexy as hell and then he hissed when I slid beneath the thin fabric, marveling at the way he felt.

Without warning, his hand grasped mine, halting my progression and I looked up at him uncertainly. What had happened? Why was he stopping me? Did I do something wrong?

"I was trying to slow down for you but if you keep this up, I'm not going to be able to stop myself." His fingers wrapped around mine and he lifted my hand up and placed it against his chest. "It's safer there."

My mouth fell open to ask why I would want to be safe but I stopped myself just in time and then gasped when his lips suddenly closed around one of my nipples through the fabric of my bra, dissolving any other thoughts that might have lingered in my brain. The sensation was incredible, pleasure streaking throughout my body. Both my hands sifted in his hair and I arched up, pressing more of myself into his warm mouth.

His fingers went to work on the fastenings at the back and quickly unclasped it, launching the piece of clothing across the room as he reclaimed the naked peak.

"Ahhh!" I cried out when his tongue swirled around the tip and then flicked it. He cupped my other breast with his hand and teased it at the same time and I could no longer control the way my body writhed beneath him, my hips surging over and over again.

"You have the most incredible tits," Laxus said and then captured the other peak between his lips, moaning deep in his throat and sending vibrations rattling through my nipple. "But I want to taste somewhere else..."

The air seized in my lungs at his words. Did he mean... Did he want to...

I watched the top of his head move down my body, kissing and licking over my skin. Was this really going to happen? My pulse quickened at the possibility. There was something so damnably sexy about seeing him with his tongue licking over my belly, sinking lower and lower till he kissed the edges of my panties, the last barrier covering my body.

His eyes caught and held mine, a silent question in their blue depths as he curled his fingers around the band of my underwear, ready to rid me of the last vestige of clothing I now possessed. I appreciated the gesture, knowing that he would stop if I really wanted him to. But who was I kidding? There wasn't a trace of doubt left within me. I wanted this. I wanted him… this man who could melt me with one glance, who could make my blood boil with the lightest of caresses.

My hips lifted in obvious consent and a wicked grin spread slowly across his face. His head dipped down and he pressed a light kiss to the fabric, right where it ached between my thighs and I bit my lip to contain the gasp that crept up my throat.

"I'm going to kiss these lips till your mouth gets jealous, till you can't stand it any longer. Then I'm going to spread you open and lick you, taste you the way I've wanted to for so long now. And I want you to feel it Lucy. I want you to tell me everything you're feeling. When my lips suck on your clit, I want to hear you scream my name. I want to know when you're about to cum."

'Holy fuck!' I screamed inside my head as a fresh wave of heat flooded my senses from his raw words. My body was flushed, a thin sheen of perspiration covering my skin. I was on fire and all he'd done was tell me what he was going to do.

He kissed the damp fabric between my legs, his soft lips exerting a small amount of pressure just above my clit. A hint of pleasure teased my sensitive flesh and I lifted my hips, wanting more, but he chuckled softly as he backed away and said, "I've only just started."

He kissed me again, this time lingering over the area and placing several more feather light ones along my swollen lips. At the same time, his hands were slowly tugging off my panties, creeping down… all the while keeping his devastating eyes locked with mine.

"Can you feel that Lucy? Can you tell how it would feel if my lips were touching your bare flesh? Can you imagine what it would be like for me to slide my tongue here?"

My body shuddered, images flashing left and right. I was panting from excitement, watching him and yearning for him to do the things he was saying.

His parted lips pressed against the apex of my sex and his tongue slid out, teasing me with a glimpse of the pink tip before he ran it slowly over the fabric. I groaned and lifted my hips, begging for him to keep doing what he was doing. The sight was so erotic and I could feel every light caress, sending a spark to the pit of my stomach.

He had my underwear down to where his mouth was now, so close to being off completely and I suddenly wanted them gone so badly that I reached my hands down and tried to slide them off. He stopped me though, grabbing my hands and crawling back up my body and pinning them above my head. My knuckles brushed against a wooden headboard and I stared up at his amused face.

"Patience Lucy," he said and then pressed his mouth to mine. His tongue licked across the seam of my lips, long and slow, an erotic tease that left me unsatisfied but hot. "This is what I'm going to do to you… down there," he said and then caressed my lips again. I could almost feel his tongue between my legs as he licked into my mouth and I moaned loudly, threading my fingers through his thick hair and deepening the kiss.

"Please Laxus," I groaned when he pulled his mouth away.

His lips captured an erect nipple on his pathway south and he sucked on it, drawing on it till I could feel the sparks shooting between my legs. It was amazing how that could happen, how he could tease my breasts and somehow make me feel it in a completely different area.

"Now, where were we?" he asked, his body moving down once again and stopping when his face was hovering over my panties.

I lifted my hips in answer, showing him exactly where he'd left off, and he grinned at me.

"That's right. I was taking these off… wasn't I?"

I nodded my head, lifting myself up on my elbows to look down at him. His fingers curled over my underwear again and he slid them down a fraction of an inch while his face dipped down and then slowly trailed his tongue along my slit.

"Mmm, you're already so wet for me."

My breathing was unsteady, halting as he kissed me again down there. I wanted him so bad. I was nearly mindless with my lust. It was all I could do to keep from throwing that last piece of clothing off and grabbing his hair to force his mouth on to my throbbing clit.

…But he took his time, teasing me and dragging out the sweet torture. I didn't think I could take it anymore and I said aloud the same thing when finally, the straps of my underwear rolled over my hips and he was hovering over my bare flesh. I could feel his breath on my wet folds, each puff of air making me tremble while I watched him. His hands finished tugging off my panties and then they were there, rubbing soft circles on the inside of each of my thighs.

I dropped back onto the mattress, off of my elbows and waited, knowing that what I'd wanted for what seemed like forever, was so close. He exhaled, making me shudder anew and then his warm tongue licked slowly along my cleft.

"Ahhh!" I cried out, the pleasure so intense that it felt like fire was burning inside every inch of my body.

He placed a hand to my lower belly and pressed down, holding me still and then slid his tongue over me again, flicking it softly over my clit. "So good," he murmured against me and wrapped his lips around the sensitive ball of nerves, making my hips buck up at the intense spark of pleasure that zipped through my body.

"Laxus," I gasped, his hand still restraining my body.

He hummed his reply, his mouth still sucking on my clit and the sound vibrated over me. Tension was building inside of me, spiraling into my belly as he created a steady rhythm with his tongue. I'd never felt anything like this before. The pleasure was so acute, sending waves of unimaginable sensations into every facet of my being. I was shaking with the force of the feelings, every lick of his tongue making me cry out.

A finger rimmed my trembling entrance and my entire body tensed. He teased me with it, dipping the tip inside my body but withdrawing it quickly. A frustrated whimper slipped from my lips and Laxus groaned quietly, "That's it baby. Feel it. I want you begging for me to fill you up."

His tongue fluttered over my clit while at the same time his finger plunged further, stroking the sensitive muscles. I was so close, teetering on the edge of some insane pinnacle that threatened to destroy me with its intensity. His lips pulled, his finger pushed. Everything inside me tightened and a ragged whimper spilled from my lips as I clamped down on his finger.

"Yes Lucy. Come for me!" His finger thrust all the way inside and his lips sucked hard on my throbbing clit.

"Laxus!" I screamed, throwing my head back as my body suddenly exploded and violent shudders overcame me. Brilliant shades of red and purple flashed before my eyes and pleasure pulsed outward to the tips of my fingers and toes. My hands were grabbing the sheets beside me, practically ripping them and then suddenly his mouth was on mine, swallowing the cries that kept slipping up my throat.

He was devouring me, his tongue thrusting between my lips and I could taste myself on him. It should have been embarrassing, I should have been mortified… but for some reason, it spurred my lust to even greater heights and I welcomed his hard body with spread legs as it sunk on top of mine.

My hands were everywhere, grabbing at his back, sliding down his spine and reaching for his ass which was sadly just a little bit too far for me to reach. It was so frustrating. I'd wanted to grab that ass all night and it was always just a tad too far away. But instead, I caressed his belly, smoothing over the toned flesh there and encountered the elastic of his briefs.

'Here goes,' I thought to myself and then reached beneath, hesitating only briefly.

His hiss echoed my own gasp as my fingers curled around his hard, thick length. "Lucy!" he rasped and reclaimed my mouth with a ferocity that left me breathless. I kissed him hard, writhing beneath him while my hand lightly grasped his erection, amazed by the sheer size of it.

Suddenly he lifted himself up on his knees, pulling away from my hand and I followed him up, not wanting to relinquish the feel of him. His hands tugged on his briefs, sliding them down his legs while I sat up and grasped his arousal with both my hands. I hadn't a clue what I was doing but I didn't care. Holding him like this, stroking him, it was powerfully arousing.

"Come here," he said and grabbed me, hauling my body up against his as he took possession of my mouth. We were flesh against flesh, his hands sliding down my body and grabbing my ass to grind his hips against me.

His hard length was pressed against my belly and as he lowered me to the bed, I parted my legs invitingly for him. "I want you to control this," he said, his blue eyes staring into mine.

He reached between our bodies and a second later, the head of his erection was resting against my entrance. "Feel that? Feel how much my cock is begging to be inside of you?"

My muscles tensed and my nerves fluttered hotly in my belly. I could feel it. I could feel him almost throbbing against me.

"Here," he said, placing my hands on his hips. "You control how deep."

I stared up at him, hovering just inches above me. His brow was knotted with strain, his forehead beading with sweat. I could tell he was fighting to control himself and in this moment, I wanted him more than I'd ever wanted him before.

I swallowed audibly, mentally preparing myself. I was already dripping wet, my body ready for him. The muscles inside my sex clenched longingly for what was so close and I tilted my hips up, pushing the head into my warmth.

Air was rushing in and out of both of our lungs, the sounds echoing around the room. He was stretching me wide and I wiggled against him, trying to ease some of the discomfort as I pulled him further, letting him sink deeper.

Laxus moaned loudly and then cursed, "Fuck, you're so goddamn tight." One of his hands moved to my breasts and he started squeezing them, teasing the tips with his fingers.

My muscles flexed and I pulled him deeper. He was prodding against something uncomfortable and I knew what it was. I knew I had to break this barrier to go any further. I kissed him hard while at the same time I grabbed him and thrust my hips off the mattress.

I cried out, the pain momentarily taking my breath away.

"Are you ok?" he asked, concern in his voice even though it was etched with strain.

I shifted beneath him and nodded, giving him a small smile. "Yea, I'm fine," I said as the pain turned into a pleasurable fullness.

I grabbed him again, knowing we weren't nearly done and I pulled him deeper still, feeling him stretch me.

"That's it. Just a little more," he encouraged and I bit my lip, worried that I wouldn't be able to take him all. He was just so big and thick and my body simply…

"I don't think… I can't…"

"Yes you can," he said and angled my body as he thrust the rest of the way inside.

I bit back a startled cry. He was so deep it was almost uncomfortable but my body didn't care, reacting to the feel of him and rippling around his length.

"That's it. Get used to the feel of me," he said, unmoving and pressing light kisses to my lips.

I wanted him. Even through the pain which was barely there anymore, I wanted him. I moved against him, thrusting my hips up and he moaned and looked down at me. Our eyes locked and he slid out slowly, letting me feel him rub against my sensitive walls.

"You feel so good Lucy. You're sweet little body is squeezing me so tightly." He pushed back inside and I moaned deep in my throat.

There was no pain anymore, no fear. The only thing left inside me was this burgeoning need that kept growing and growing. I wanted him to move, really move and I grabbed his hips and stared into his eyes. "Please."

My plea seemed to jolt something inside of him because an instant later he began moving in and out of me, starting a torturous rhythm that had me gasping every time he sunk in to the root. It was incredible and I lost all sense of myself, arching my neck back and grabbing at his shoulders.

"Oh God… Laxus…" I moaned, incoherent with lust.

His pace increased, his thrusts making my hips roll off the bed. I never imagined it would be like this, such pleasurable fullness. The wide head of his penis rubbed against my core and I felt my body tightening, clenching around him. My fingers dug into his back and I started to meet him, lifting my hips in rhythm to his driving lunges.

Our slick skin slid erotically together, his big frame trembling as he pounded deeply inside of me. "I knew it would be like this with you," he said and buried himself, changing the angle slightly and hitting a new spot inside of me that had me gasping open mouthed and clawing at his back. "Do you like that?" he asked and hit the same spot with a quick snap of his hips.

I nodded on a loud moan. "Yes, oh God, yes!"

Pleasure rolled through me, building and building. His cock was pushing my body to its limit and I knew I wouldn't make it much longer, another orgasm threatening. I could feel every rock hard inch of him, every ridge as he thrust over and over again, in and out… in and out.

On a scream of his name, I came, my muscles spasming around his thick length. He was so deep and his smooth strokes were relentless, pushing my orgasm to a new height.

"I love watching you cum," he whispered harshly beside my ear and I reached down and grabbed his ass, squeezing his cheeks as they clenched on a driving thrust. God I'd wanted to do that for so long and it felt so good, especially when he grinded against me and rubbed against my pulsing clit.

I could tell he was nearing his own release, his rhythm unsteady and quick and his ragged breaths rasping near my ear. I touched every inch of him that I could reach, his back, his shoulders, his thickly muscled chest and abdomen. He was so incredible and as I felt him losing control, my own control slipped away, making me grab on to him and surge my hips up to meet his.

"Cum for me again Lucy. I need to feel it."

I was close, so close. My body strained, my hands clawed. I knew I was leaving marks but he didn't seem to care and with a last jolting thrust, I shattered into a million tiny pieces, holding him tightly as the pleasure tumbled through my body.

"Oh God yes!" he groaned beside my ear and then he jerked in and out of me and buried himself one last time, crying out as he shuddered and spilled himself deep inside of me.

I held him close, both of us absorbed in the feelings still rolling through our joined bodies. He was heavy but I didn't care. I liked it. My fingers trailed leisurely over his slick skin and when he lifted his head, I smiled at him slowly and whispered, "Wow."

To be continued...

So, what did ya' think? I couldn't see pushing them much farther lol. Lucy would kill me if I made her wait any longer. I hope it was ok. I was so nervous about this chapter... *sigh*