This is a preview to the unpublished story of Lucas Price, a character from my second book, HER PERFECT REBOUND.
The club was not a lousy one, Julie had to agree. From the moment she had come in, she had seen nothing but a sophisticated crowd, consisting more of women than men, enter through the glass doors at the front of the building.
The tall glass of alcohol in her fingers was a solace to her. Her cheeks, previously wet with shed tears now were all dried and with a bit of pinching the plump flesh, she had managed to bring back some color in them.
Stupid fucking Kevin.
When she had woken up that day, she had been the happiest bride-to-be. Everything had been perfect. She had strictly followed the pre-wedding diet. Her dress was beautiful. Her skin hadn’t betrayed her and produced a zit on its surface. The bridesmaid dresses had been delivered and had been the exact shade of turquoise that she had so badly wanted. The flowers smelled just right. And her mom hadn’t lost her cool since the past two days, something that had been a constant occurrence for almost two months.
They had been the perfect couple.
Or so she had thought.
High school sweethearts, their marriage was supposed to have been the love story that their family would speak about for the next many generations.
But that asshole had to go ahead and ruin it.
She had been sitting in front of her dresser while the beautician had been painting her face, an array of brushes and all sorts of powder and lipsticks placed right in front of her, when she had gotten his message.
He hadn’t even considered calling her to let her know that he was eloping with his boss’s thirty nine year old ex-wife.
Seven years of her life gone down the drain.
Now she had been left to face all her family members and relatives, not to mention the bitches at the school where she taught, who she knew were already betting as to how their supposedly solid relationship had collapsed. Julie had only revealed the true reason to her mom, knowing that she would take the secret with her to her grave. She had just casually told everyone else that the motherfucker had gotten cold feet. It was a plausible explanation and she had grabbed it with both hands.
After she had made all the necessary phone calls, she had packed an overnight bag and had left.
Driving around aimlessly for almost two hours, her heart shattered and her eyes red and puffed up from crying, something she hadn’t been able to do in the presence of around forty people in her home, she had finally gotten hungry and had stopped at the first light she saw.
And now, here she was.
Alone and heartbroken.
Taking a sip of the cocktail that the bartender had placed before her she stirred the drink, absently stroking the bare skin of her finger where her engagement ring had sat proudly before.
She checked her watch.
It was past ten already.
She had deliberately turned her phone off and hadn’t bothered to switch it on again.
Deciding that it was probably time to leave now, she took a last look around the place, her eyes wanting to memorize the scene. Then she lifted her glass, took a long swig and then placed it back down.
Paying the bartender for the drink, she slipped off the stool and ran smack into a chest.
Lucas grunted as his hands automatically came up to steady the woman.
The top of her head barely reached his shoulder and she gave a tiny yelp when she bumped into him.
A frown clouding his features, he glared at top of the red hair visible in the dim light of the club. His foul mood getting the better of him, he snapped.
“Damn it, lady. Watch where you’re going, will you?”
Her head suddenly jerked up and he caught a glimpse of her face.
He froze as fiery brown eyes met his.
He felt like he had just been gutted.
Suddenly aware of the smooth soft skin of her upper arms where he held her in his grip, he bent himself so that he could look at her more clearly.
He saw her eyes narrow and she took him by surprise when she slapped his hands away.
“Watch where you’re going, asshole.“, she hissed as she made to walk past him.
Acting on impulse, he grabbed her before she could make a move, his brain refusing to form a coherent sentence.
She was dressed in jeans and a drab looking formal shirt. Something that a woman quite older than her should wear.
Her eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he saw a look of panic invade them.
Yet he took his time in studying her.
An almost round face. Healthy cheeks that had gone pale. Wide eyes that shone in the light. Full plump lips that made him wish they were wrapped around other parts of his anatomy. Her body was curvaceous, in a way that made him wonder what she would look like underneath him.
Her chest heaved slightly as she tried to pull away. But he didn’t let her.
“I’m sorry for bumping into you like that.“, he found himself saying.
Her shoulders visibly relaxed and she looked away.
“It’s fine.“, she tugged on her arm.
He released his grip only a bit, shifting so that she was trapped between his body and the back of the bar. Her brown eyes widened again and then narrowed.
“What are you doing?”
“I might ask you the same question.“, he said softly, his thumb caressing the underside of her arm where he still held her.
Give me something.
He felt a shaft of desire pierce his gut when she trembled and stiffened.
“My name is Lucas.“, he lowered his voice to a husky tone, his eyes raking over her figure boldly, already thinking about the many ways that he could strip her bare and get her naked in his bed tonight.
She looked up at him and nodded her head lightly.
“I-I’m Julie.“, she said in a small, resigned voice.
“What’s a beautiful woman like you doing alone here, Julie?“, he tested her name on his tongue, loving the way it sounded already.
She glared at him.
Ah, she was a little spitfire.
He controlled the urge to smile.
“What is it to you?“, she snapped.
He tightened his hold on her and moved forward, pressing her into the corner. Then he took a chance.
“I’m curious about the woman I want to sleep with tonight.“, he murmured, his eyes watching her closely.
He saw the way her face paled and then the blush that crept up her cheeks, turning them a lovely shade of red.
Sweet fucking hell. She was gorgeous.
“E-excuse me?“, she stammered, pushing against him in an effort to move away.
Someone bumped into him from behind and he almost crushed her. A shock ran through him when he felt the softness of her body against his own.
Bracing his arms on either side of her, he leaned in and whispered in her ear.
“Does the idea not appeal to you?”
He moved back and watched in satisfaction as her eyes glazed over.
Her mouth fell open slightly and her hands came to rest on his stomach, the touch feeling like a brand of hot iron through his shirt.
“You’re insane.“, she said, as if on autopilot, visibly gulping before her body seemed to sway toward his.
“Hmmm.“, he agreed absentmindedly, settling his hands on her hips.
He needed sex tonight and she was going to give it to him. Just a few more touches, gentle caresses and she would melt. He knew she would. They all did.
Taking her hand in his, he pulled them behind the bar, the solid wall blocking them from any view, preventing anyone from seeing what he was about to do.
“I have a boyfriend.“, she said suddenly.
He whirled around to stare at her.
Her breaths were shallow and her pupils were dilated.
He smiled.“Now, Julie, why would you lie?“, he said in a low voice, as he pulled her closer, jerking her into him.
She gave a small cry as she landed in his arms.
Lucas almost lost it when he felt soft mounds push into his chest.
How could she feel so bloody good?
“How do you know I’m lying?’, she asked in an almost surprised voice.
Lucas buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath, his lips curved into a teasing smile which she couldn’t possibly see.
She smelled like cinnamon and apples.
“What shampoo do you use?“, he asked, purposefully throwing her off track.
She stiffened as he ran his hands up her spine, his lips grazing the delicate shell of her ear.
“Let me go.“, she snapped as she began struggling in earnest.
He felt her curves fill his palms as he held her tightly and pushed her against the wall.
“Be still, Julie.“, he groaned when his erection pressed into her soft belly. She was the perfect fucking cradle.
When was the last time he had wanted to get naked with a woman so badly?
“I said let me go!“, she yelled as she barely managed to kick his shin. He clamped his hand down on her mouth and glared down at her.
Dark eyes stared back at him in defiance. Her hands were caught between their fronts.
Leaving her waist, he suddenly moved his hand up, slipped it inside her shirt and before she could stop him, he had a plump breast in his palm.
This time he groaned out loud.
Belatedly he registered the pain in his hand and he realized that she had bitten him.
Before she could scream out again, he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his.
Warm, moist lips hardened against his and Lucas felt like he was literally in a dream.
No woman could feel so perfect. So fucking good.
Julie stiffened in his grasp for only a second before she leaned back into the wall, her head tilting up to meet his.
His thumb unerringly found an engorged nipple and he tweaked the pert flesh just as he began kissing her more fully.
One arm wrapped around her waist, he held her up as he took her lips in his mouth.
She tasted like margaritas and woman.
He licked her lips, sucking and biting till he felt her become pliant in his arms.
Her hands stopped pushing and she moved them up, wrapping them around the back of his head.
And then she began kissing him back.
It was like a shot to his head.
Her mouth opened more fully and she gave him her tongue, swirling it around his, sucking on his lip and licking the corners of his mouth. He sucked on the tip of her tongue, his hand aching to hold her between her legs.
His body wanting to know if she was as aroused as he felt right at that moment.
Lucas let out a groan when she arched into him, his palm tightening around the perfect breast that fit into his grasp like it was made for him only.
She moaned low in her throat and just like that he lost it.
Pushing her back into the wall, he kept his mouth on hers, letting her kiss him the way she wanted, as he slowly and firmly, slid his hands to her waist, unbuttoned her jeans and then reached inside the hem of her underwear, moving across her skin to find the spot he was craving already.
She mewled against his lips and Lucas swelled in his pants when he felt the wetness coating his finger.
He moved his lips away and opened his eyes to watch her.
Julie moved forward and buried her face in his neck.
He swirled his thumb around her clit, his middle finger slipping between her folds and tracing her opening.
She gripped his shoulders in a death vice and her mouth opened against his neck, setting him off even more.
“So fucking wet.“, he growled, moving his finger just an inch inside her.
She bit his neck as she pushed against his hand, her breath hot on his skin, driving him crazy in a way no one else had.
“Look at me, Julie.“, he hissed in a voice that sounded strange to his own ears.
When she didn’t respond, he slipped his finger all the way in, groaning in unison with her moan.
Her head fell back, exposing the column of her throat to him.
Resisting the urge to sink his teeth into the tempting flesh, he bumped her nose with his and growled in a low voice.
“I want you to come on my hand, Julie.”
She whimpered when he pressed down on her clit, her grip on his shoulders tightening.
"Now.“, he hissed at the same time
that he flicked her clit and slipped his tongue inside her ear.
Julie jerked in his arms, holding on to him so that he was supporting all of her weight.
And then she came.
Raining liquid heat all over his palm as Lucas helped her ride out the wave, her scream muffled against his skin.
He continued flicking her clit in mild strokes as she came down from the high, breathing hot breaths on his neck, making him feel like a bloody teenager and not a fully grown twenty nine year old man.
When she sagged against him, he didn’t waste a second.
Letting her rest against the wall, he quickly dug out a condom from
the back of his jeans.
He had just begun to unzip his fly when he heard the voices.
Julie’s eyes snapped open and she froze as she stared at him.
The voices grew louder as whoever it was, made their way toward them.
Lucas watched in frustrated anger as she hurriedly zipped up her jeans. His hand shot out to stop her.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing-”
He was cut off when the couple burst into their line of sight. They were hardly teenagers from the look of it. The girl had her legs wrapped around the boy’s waist and they were kissing heatedly.
Lucas had barely gotten his wits and had heaved a sigh of relief when he felt the sharp tug on his hand and then Julie ran across the space, slipping out of his sight as she disappeared around the edge of the wall.
Lucas froze in shock.
Then anger took over.
The couple didn’t seem to notice anything as he quickly zipped his flyer and followed her.
But by the time he reached the crowded space of the club, she was nowhere in sight.
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