Chapter Twenty-Three

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Emily's Pov

"Stop," I cried as I swatted Luke away from me, trying to watch the last episode of Devious Maids.

"Why?" He whined as he kissed the corner of my lips. Again.

"I'm trying to watch," I said simply as I laid back on the couch.

A groan escaped my mouth when Luke climbed on top of me, straddling my waist.

"Luke," I exclaimed as he pecked my lips as I tried watching TV.

"Yeah?" He asked innocently as he pecked my lips once again.

"Stop it," I said in between giggles as he started kissing my whole face.

I looked up into Luke's eyes, and my heart melted at the feeling of him this close to me.

"You look cute today," he said, making me blush. Even though we have been dating for a few months now, Luke still affects me.

"Emily"

"Emily"

"Emily"

"What?" I asked as I adverted my eyes away from the TV and towards his face, which had a pout forming on his lips.

"Talk to me," he whined, making me roll my eyes and turn back to the TV.

"Emily," he cried even harder, but I still didn't look or say anything to him.

I heard him groan, making me smirk, but the smirk soon fell when Luke firmly pressed his lips against mine.

I tried turning my head to get him to stop, but instead, that caused him to cup my face in his hands turned it to him, making it harder to see the TV.

I sighed as I closed my eyes and started kissing Luke back. My hands slowly made their way towards his hair, and I immediately fisted it when his tongue glided over my lips.

I slowly opened my mouth, giving Luke a chance to explore my mouth. I pulled slightly on Luke's hair, making a low groan escape from the back of his throat.

Chaste kisses, then dirtier ones, and man those tasted good. They tasted better the wider my mouth opened, and especially after his tongue touched mine.

Luke broke the kiss, and I frowned slightly. I watched as Luke got up from the couch, pulling me with him. Slowly, Luke sat down and pulled my hand, making me hover on top of him, with both legs at either side of his waist.

The kisses, this time was wet and urgent and profound, and the feeling of Luke's muscles tensing and relaxing under me was incredibly exciting.

Luke's hands roamed, but never to places where I didn't want them to. Luke's hands moved to the small of my back, where the skin dipped into a shallow valley. His hands moved to my waist and pulled me closer to him.

As he was bringing his hands up my sides, his fingers just barely brushed the outer curve of my breasts, and I couldn't help but gasp into his mouth, causing him to chuckle before pulling away.

I looked down into his chocolate brown eyes, and I couldn't help but smile, making a grin appear on his face.

"That was........different," I said, making him chuckle softly.

"Yeah," I muttered before pecking my lips again.

Luke picked me up slightly and placed me so that my body was lying on top of his.

My head rested on his chest as he took my hand in his and played with my fingers.

Everything was going perfect until he said three little words that made my heartbreak.

Three little words that would make all of this just more painful.

Those three little words made my heartbreak.

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"I Love You."

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