Forbidden (A Luke Castellan Love Story)

Chapter 42

Luke’s POV

            When she told me that she didn’t want to kiss him, I couldn’t tell you how happy I was. I seriously had to fight the urge to pump my fist in the air. Then when she told me that she hadn’t been kissed in her life? It made me determined, determined to be her first kiss and her last kiss.

            Guilt gnawed at my stomach for yelling at her though. When she asked me if I was mad at her I was completely thrown off guard. I wasn’t mad at her- I was mad at Chase but I couldn’t explain that to her cuz then I would get into the fact that I had a major crush on her. I’d have to apologize later for snapping and yelling at her.

            Avery set me down and started to work on my wounds while I watched her with interest and tried to memorize every detail of her. The way her silver eyes would glimmer in the light, The strand of hair that feel out of her braided brown hair down her back, the way her eyebrows creased slightly when she was concentrating.

            Once Avery finished with most of the wounds she looked at me and slowly, a rosy scarlet color spread over Avery’s cheeks, making her face take on an almost childlike appearance. She quickly turned her head away, embarrassed by her reaction and bit her lip self-consciously. She started to say, “You’re uh-” She blushed deeper and I smiled at the color of it. “You’re gonna have to take your shirt off.”

            After I heard the words come out of her mouth I couldn’t help but smirk at how her innocent side was showing.

            Slowly, I started to take off my shirt and I could feel her eyes rack over my torso. I bit my lip to stop a groan from coming from my lips and I could feel a tightening in my pants. She looked away but when she looked again they went lower then looked away and I couldn’t help but have a groan escape from my lips.

            Avery turned to me quickly while I quickly covered my ‘area’ with my shirt and bit my lip with my teeth, trying desperately not to make any more sounds that were threatening to escape my lips.

            “Are you okay?” Avery asked worriedly and I only shook my head and bit my lip harder until I could taste the metallic tang of blood. I started to shift uncomfortably trying to hold myself down from my urges. I suddenly got the image of her running her hands up my chest and I just closed my eyes and looked away, trying desperately not to think about it.

            I placed the shirt more firmly on my ‘area’ and she just looked at me, not realizing what was happening-thank the gods!

            “Lay down.” Avery said in a low voice- obviously embarrassed but dang it sounded sexy. I groaned again but tried to cover it up with a cough and laid down but still had my shirt over my-now very painful- area.

            She started to work on my cut across my upper chest and I had to think of anything except her hands that brushed over my chest!

            Once she had finished I was sweating from trying to control myself. I knew that my eyes were dark with lust but I kept them closed so hopefully she didn’t know.

            After the painful time of her cleaning my wounds on my chest, I was allowed to sit up and she took my chin and held it gently. “This might sting a little.” She said and held the cloth to my cheek which I flinched but slowly relaxed to her touch. After she cleaned the wound, she put Nectar on it and it healed almost instantly, looking as if it had never happened. She turned around and grabbed an ice pack from one of the freezers and gave it to me, along with a thin cloth. “Put this over your jaw. It’s going to bruise if you don’t put it on immediately.” She said and I nodded and put it on obediently.