Coastal Runaway (Coast to Coast #1)

Six

six

Keegan

Maeve

I love you guys.

Nolan

Who gave the little one tequila?

Whoops

Nolan

Not you too.

Where’s my invite?!

Go hangout with your grumpy best friend.

Aiden

Drunk Keegan is my favorite.

Nolan

Drunk Keegan is mean to me.

I am not!

If I was mean to you then I would tell everyone that last semester Shelbykicked you out without your clothes and you called me to pick you up buck ass naked.

Nolan

THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO GO TO THE GRAVE.

Fine. Well when we were at camp, Keegan got so drunk that when Neil Perrish tried to kiss her she threw up in his face.

Luke

I can confirm that story.

Aiden

This is fucking gold.

“I say this with love, I’m taking this.” Maggie snatched my phone from my hands.

“Heyyyyyy,” I drawled. My cheeks felt clammy and I was starting to sweat.

“You are drunk, girlfriend.”

“It’s your fault!” I sipped my tequila soda, “I feel all warm inside.”

Maeve’s phone rang and she squealed, drawing our attention to her.

“Sorry, I have to take this.” She walked out onto the balcony and shut the door behind her. We watched as she answered the phone, stuck her hip out and started twirling a piece of her hair.

“How does she always have a boy? I want a boy.” I frowned .

“There is a perfectly capable boy living in the room right next to you.”

“I want a boy that I don't despise,” I rolled my eyes, “one with a less perfect face, and less perfect arms, and less perfect… everything.”

“Mhmmm. So… spill.” Maggie walked to the kitchen to refresh our drinks.

“There’s not much to tell, really.” I lied, “I knew Luke growing up. We hooked up. He told Nolan I was a pathetic little girl who threw herself at him and laughed at me. No big deal.” I shrugged, completely downplaying the situation.

“Uh uh, it’s more than that, I can tell.”

“Okay, fine, but this doesn’t leave this room.”

Maggie stuck her pinky out and we shook on it.

three years ago

“Come with me.” Luke said, grabbing my hand and dragging me towards the house, and off of the dance floor.

I followed him because I trusted him, but my heart was racing at the possibility of what was about to happen. We ran through the house, away from the party, and up the stairs. We paused in front of my bedroom door. He spun me, and placed his hands on my hips.

“What are we doing here, Luke?” I asked, my voice hoarse.

“I just want to try something,” he whispered as his lips hovered just above mine. “Is this okay?” He asked, his neck straining as if he was using all of his strength to hold himself up.

Luke wanted to kiss me.

Actually kiss me.

I nodded slightly, still unsure how this was even happening. Before I even finished my nod, his mouth crashed into mine. I grabbed onto his neck and I felt his tongue sweep across my lips, prompting me to let him in.

As soon as I felt his tongue in my mouth, I moaned embarrassingly loud. Luke's hands ran from my hips over my ass until he gripped the backs of my thighs and lifted me. My legs wrapped around him on instinct and he pressed me into the door. I pulled away slightly and my confusion must have been evident.

“Don’t look so surprised, baby, it’s always been you.” He chuckled as he kissed down my neck.

I smiled wide at the thought that this was actually happening. Luke reached for the door knob, opening the door and kicking it closed behind him, without putting me down. He walked over to my bed and dropped me on my back before crawling on top of me to take control of my mouth again. He kissed down my neck until he reached my collarbone where he nipped it slightly, making me giggle loudly. Even in bed Luke had this way of making me calm and comfortable.

“You have no idea how long I have waited to touch you, Tig,” he breathed as his hand ran up my thigh and landed on my rib cage just below my breast. I was itching for him to touch me further. I had never felt this heat with a boy before and it was both thrilling and terrifying .

“I do know, actually, if you’ve been waiting as long as I have, and if you’re considering this touching me then that would be vastly disappointing to my fantasies,” I teased, leaning into my new confidence. Luke always riled up my sassiness. He growled in response and quickly pulled down the cup of my corset to expose my bare breast and a very hard nipple.

“Glad to see that sass hasn’t disappeared, I was afraid this might get boring.”

My snarky remark got stuck in my throat as he licked my nipple and blew on it gently causing goosebumps to erupt down my stomach.

“ Please , touch me” I whined, pressing my legs together looking for relief.

“Oh baby, I could get used to the sound of you begging.” He praised, before taking my nipple in his mouth and sucking on it, causing my back to arch and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. He laughed quietly as his teeth grazed over my nipple. He shifted to the other side, pulling down that cup, exposing that breast and taking it into his mouth while still twirling my other nipple between his fingers.

Feeling bold, I reached between us and palmed his dick over his pants. He moaned and gripped his teeth tighter on my nipple.

“Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish, Tig,” he cautioned. I smiled, knowing I had power over his body.

“But teasing is half the fun,” I moaned, squeezing his dick again so he knew I was serious. He quickly grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head, pushing me to grip the bars of my headboard .

“Now, now, be a good girl and stay still,” he commanded, “so I can explore you the way I have always dreamed of.” Then he started kissing down my body.

There was one thing I knew for certain after that night, and that was that Luke Cavan knew how to use his tongue. I would truly never forget the look on his face when I rose out of bed and ordered him to stand, only to drop to my knees in front of him and return the favor.

I felt so powerful in that moment; I had that boy at my will. We were up for hours, and even after we finished, we stayed up to talk.

“I can’t believe we just did that” I whispered, snuggling in closer to his chest as we both came down from our post-orgasm highs. I absolutely loved the way I seemed to fit perfectly under his arm.

“I can. I have wanted to do that for far too long,” he said while laying a kiss on my forehead. “I wanted to do more, but I thought your first time should be more special.”

A laugh burst out of me at his comment. I tried to look at him sheepishly and comfort him as I said, “Luke, I hate to burst your macho little bubble, but I’m not a virgin.”

He moved so fast that I had no time to react; I was pinned beneath him as he practically growled, “I’m sorry what did you just say?”

“Okay, you possessive brute, calm down.” I snickered, unable to contain my laughter.

“I will not calm down. Who? When?! Does Nolan know about this? How do I not know about this?” He spoke so fast that I think he forgot to breathe .

“Bobby Fisher. Tenth grade. Homecoming,” I stated matter of factly.

I remembered when Bobby first asked permission to take me to the dance. I thought Nolan and Luke were going to make him pee his pants as they peered down at him, arms crossed with mean-mug expressions.

I laughed at the thought, “and no, Nolan doesn’t know. I didn’t want the poor boy to die because I asked him to take my virginity.”

“We never should’ve let him ask you to Homecoming. I knew it was a bad idea. Nolan swore he was a good dude.” He sighed dramatically before rolling to his back, dragging me with him so my head could rest on his chest.

“Oh please, he is still one of the nicest kids I have ever met. I don’t even think he really wanted to sleep with me; he just didn’t want to reject me and face the wrath of the Kelly clan with a sister scorned,” I said as I rolled my eyes at his ridiculousness.

He scoffed, “Yeah, well he’s lucky we didn’t find out.”

“If you are so worried and protective, why did you wait so long to kiss me?” I challenged, resting my chin in my hands and peering up at him.

“I almost kissed you once, at camp during spin the bottle. Your bottle landed on Lenny Downing, and you actually winced when he kissed you. Later, I heard you tell the girls that his breath smelled like fish. I walked you to your cabin that night and started leaning in. All I wanted was to show you what a real kiss was like,” he admitted, staring up at the ceiling like he was deep in memories.

“I remember that night, you walked me home and lingered instead of saying goodnight. Then Nolan came running up about some epic prank that we just had to see” I smiled, recalling that night. Luke walked me home a lot since he always looked out for me, but that night felt different. I thought I was finally going to know what Luke’s lips felt like. Afterwards, I berated myself for thinking that Luke was actually going to kiss me.

Well past me, look at us now.

Self-five.

“Yeah, and I snapped out of it because I knew that he would freak out if he knew I was crushing on his baby sister.” He smirked.

Wait… he was crushing on me?!

“Hey! I’m only two minutes younger than him!” I playfully slapped his chest, “so what changed now?” I asked, momentarily letting my confidence slip.

“I just realized that we’re about to be adults and I didn’t want to risk going to college without you knowing exactly how I feel. No matter what school you choose, we’re going to work it out. If that's what you want, that is.” He said, sounding uncharacteristically insecure.

“Of course it’s what I want. It's always been you” I echoed his words from earlier.

He leaned until he hovered over me. He took my mouth in a way that I had never experienced. This kiss wasn’t hungry or rushed; it was slow and sensual. He nipped my bottom lip and I opened for him.

Luke claimed me that night in a way that would be etched into my brain forever. He might not have taken my virginity, but he guaranteed that it would never feel like that with another boy ever again.

And I wouldn’t want it to.