Chapter 148 - His shirts (1/2)

”C'mere” Lucas said and dropped the things he was holding on the floor before stalking her. Jen's eyes widened and she smiled nervously as she had managed to back herself up into a wall.

”Lucas what's going on?” Jen asked.

Lucas was already standing in front of her at this point and held the side of her neck so his thumb was under her chin. He pushed her chin up so her head was tilted backwards so she could look at him.

”Why do you like wearing my shirts?” Lucas asked as he used his other hand to fiddle with the collar of the shirt.

”Do you hate it?” Jen asked as she dropped the wooden spoon she was holding and held the lapels of his jacket.

”That's not it, I'm curious” Lucas replied and retrieved his eyes that were looking at her collar bone to look back at her face.

”I never really thought about it. They are comfortable, and I can't help but feel like they suit me. I can stop wearing them if you want” Jen said self-consciously as she looked at the sleeves that were too long for her arms. Jen only felt her face being lifted before Lucas brushed his lips against hers and she closed her eyes on reflex.

”Why were you walking away from me earlier?” Lucas asked his lips brushing against hers, his warm breath lightly brushing her lips together with his own.

”You looked like you were up to no good” Jen replied honestly and she heard him lowly chuckle before his body pressed her against the wall. She wrapped her arms around his neck to create even more room for them so that they could comfortably press against each other.

[A/N: Lol]

”Is that so?” Lucas asked and wrapped his hands around her slim waist.

”Are you going to kiss me or nah?” Jen asked feeling frustrated from all the teasing that Lucas was doing.

”Mmh,” Lucas responded and slightly opened his mouth against her own parted lips and directly went for a deep kiss without bothering to ease her into it. After the initial surprise of his tongue pressing against hers, Jen closed her eyes and savored the kiss.

It was a leisurely, languid, lazy, kiss that was intense enough to keep them both engaged but not to the point that they wanted to tear off each other's clothes. Jen lightly bit his lips as she raked her nails through his hair.

This action instantly changed the atmosphere as Lucas' fingers pulled on the long tail of her french braid tilting her head further back and intensifying the kiss to the point that Jen was taking shallow breaths whenever she had the chance which just served to fire him up even more.

He released her lips and left a trail of kisses to her jaw. Jen closed her eyes when she felt his stubble roughly graze the skin on her neck and let out small moans especially when his teeth grazed her shoulder that was exposed because his shirt had slipped off one of her shoulders since it was too big for her.