Coastal Runaway (Coast to Coast #1)

Twenty

twenty

Keegan

Luke. Looked. So. Hot.

Did I know that my shirt barely covered my boobs when I put it on?

Sure did.

I thought it would drive him crazy all night. What I didn't expect was for him to walk out to the balcony like a caveman and kiss me. I didn't know if my heart was ready for that. I felt like we just became friends again and I didn't want to repeat the cycle where we hooked up and then didn't talk for another three years.

When we got downstairs, there were people all around pregaming the party, apparently Nolan wasn’t as desperate for plans as he led us to believe. I followed Luke as we made our way to the kitchen island that was currently scattered with liquor bottles.

I didn’t know how to act. Luke and I were friends again… I thought. Sure, we had sex on my birthday in secret. He—very openly—flirted with me but he had also always done that. He kissed me upstairs and very casually mentioned that he didn't want me to flirt with other men. This was so confusing.

What did I even want from him?

I took a deep breath and let the thoughts go for now. We had time to figure it out, but at the moment, there was no fighting, no tension, and Luke kept staring at me like I should be his last meal.

A little after ten, we all piled into Ubers and headed towards the Sigma house. When we counted heads there was one extra person who would have to ride on a lap.

“Hop on, Tig.” Luke patted his knee and smirked.

I did as I was told and slid into the car right between his legs. He rested his hands on the tops of my thighs and stroked his thumb gently back and forth. My skin buzzed from the contact and I leaned back, settling into him.

He breathed in and placed a timid kiss on my shoulder. Maeve was blasting music in the front seat and having an animated conversation with Nolan and Aiden. No one was paying attention to what was happening between the two of us and it felt like we were in our own little world. I couldn't help but think about how good this felt. How much I could get used to this.

Sigma was the party frat, often under scrutiny for underage drinking and disgusting accusations, although I never had a bad experience there. There were a few guys from the football team in the fraternity so they generally looked out for us.

After we arrived, I stood off to the side of the dance floor with Maggie and Maeve as we sipped our warm drinks while we people watched.

“Oooo look over there, looks like Luke finally caught the eye of the CCU female population.” Maggie pointed to where the boys were sitting on a couch across the room. Nolan had his tongue down some girls throat— gross —and a petite brunette with a short skirt and boobs pushed up to her chin was sitting on Luke’s lap smiling at him.

While he didn’t look super intrigued by the girl, I couldn’t stop the red hot jealousy that coursed through my veins. The moment that she ran her hand through his hair and he whispered in her ear, I knew I was going to snap. I pushed off of the wall and stalked towards them, the girls hot on my heels.

When Luke saw me coming, the asshole smirked.

He. Smirked.

I tapped the girl on the shoulder and she looked over at me with a confused expression.

“Can you please move?” I asked as sweetly as I could while seeing red.

“Sorry, who are you?” She asked, still stroking Luke’s hair. She looked down at Luke for help, but his eyes were glued to me.

I froze. Who am I? Who are you bitch?

Everyone that surrounded the couch was looking at me with curiosity. As if I was going to cause a scene by pulling her hair and dragging her off of him. I looked around and realized how obvious I was being. I had no right to take her place on his lap. Everyone would see me, including Nolan. Our little secret would be out in the world and we wouldn’t be able to hide behind stolen moments and hidden kisses anymore.

Panicking from the sudden attention, I turned on my heels and brushed past Maeve as I ran further into the party. I dodged drunk kids dancing and making out in search of a dark place to hide.

I eventually found a dark hallway towards the back of the house and started pushing on doors until one opened. Peering inside, the room was dark but I could make out the shape of various treadmills and pressing benches.

Perfect.

I sat on one of the weight lifting benches and hugged my knees to my chest. When was I going to stop letting Luke pull out my insecurities? Just as I was starting to succumb to the thoughts, my phone dinged.

Luke

Where are you?

I left.

Go have fun with your girl.

I knew I sounded like such a brat.

Luke

Where the fuck are you, Keegan.

Oh, my full name. He means business.

Luke

Brat.

Gym.

A few moments later, someone shook the door handle and banged on the door.

“Let me in, Keegan.” I heard Luke’s booming voice through the door.

I hesitantly moved across the gym and unlocked the door with a click. Before I could even reach for the handle, Luke burst through the door and charged towards me. He cupped the back of my head before crashing his mouth into mine.

I immediately leaned into the kiss and moaned as his tongue penetrated my mouth. I craved his touch like nothing else. He growled, grabbing my thighs and hoisting me up so my legs wrapped about his waist.

He walked forward and sat on the same bench that I had just occupied, placing me down so I was now straddling him. He continued the assault on my mouth before moving to my neck. I gripped his hair hard and pulled his head away as he hissed in pain.

“If you leave a mark, I’ll kill you.”

“Maybe I have a kink for marking what's mine?” He said, running his fingertips up my spine causing it to erupt in goosebumps. Luke’s touch was dominant, possessive.

“Is that what I am?” I scoffed, “didn’t look like it a few minutes ago.” I moved to get off of his lap but his grip tightened, holding me in place.

“Careful, Tig, your jealousy is showing.” He took my mouth again, slower this time, “yes, you’re mine, don’t ever question that again.”

My heart exploded. I leaned down for another kiss and started grinding on his lap as I felt him growing beneath me. He placed his hand over my ass, fingers spread wide and increased the force of my movements so I was hitting just the right spot.

“Be a good girl and come for me like this, baby.” Luke whispered as he placed gentle kisses down my neck .

I whimpered as I felt the heat pooling in my core. Luke dragged his tongue up my collarbone and with one last tug of his hands I came apart on his lap. Fully clothed. He barely even touched me.

Fuck.

“That was…” I trailed off at a loss for words.

Luke chuckled into my shoulder, “Baby, that was only a preview of what’s to come later.”

He stood and placed me on the ground on shaky legs. He grabbed my hand, interlacing our fingers and guided me back out the door.

We walked back out to the party and joined the group. No one had seemingly noticed that we had disappeared so there were no prying questions. We spent the rest of the night laughing and dancing with friends. All while Luke snuck small touches to keep me aware of the dirty promises he hinted would come later.

We pulled into our driveway and I was aching to find out what dirty things Luke had planned for me. As we piled into the house, Nolan pulled out his phone.

He started typing quickly and said, “okay, heathens, who wants what from Mario’s? I’m ordering.”

“I want chickie tendies!” Maeve yelled, currently face down on the couch. She was definitely going to pass out before the food arrived.

Nolan pointed at me and cocked a brow.

“I’m actually not very hungry, I think I’m just going to go to bed. ”

He nodded and moved on to the rest of our friends. I started walking towards the stairs and glanced behind me at Luke. He didn’t even glance my way as I disappeared upstairs and into my room.

Maybe he changed his mind.

I sat on my bed with my head in my hands contemplating why I kept opening myself up to someone who didn’t want me.

I rose to my feet and started to unzip my jeans in front of the mirror when my back sliding door opened. Luke confidently stepped into my room and closed the door behind him. He pulled at the collar of his shirt as he walked towards me, pulling it over his head.

My mouth went dry.

The man was all muscle. Even though he's not an athlete anymore, he clearly kept up in the gym because his arms rivaled some of the hottest athletes on campus.

Using the mirror, I trailed my eyes down over his broad shoulders, sculpted abs, and subtle V that continued down to his jeans. He came up behind me, pressing his front to my back and placed his hands on my hips.

“Getting started without me?” He asked.

“I didn’t know if you’d show up.” I met his eyes in the mirror.

“I’ll always show up for you, Tig.”

He reached for the tie in the back of my shirt and tugged it loose, causing the shirt to fall off my shoulders and flutter to my bedroom floor. His palms slid up my ribcage and his fingers paused on the dainty tattoo that was just under my right breast.

“When did you get this?” He asked .

“The summer I moved here,” I said nervously.

He chuckled at the small tiger tattoo that I got one night when Maeve and I wanted to be reckless. It's fine line and hidden just enough that you can’t see it if I wear the right bathing suit. It was my act of rebellion, but a small part of me knew that Luke would always be part of me—part of my past.

His thumb ran over the inked lines as we stood in silence for a few moments. His featherlight touch bringing my body to life. Something in the air changed.

“I’m surprised you hadn’t noticed it all those times you stared at me in a bikini.” I raised an eyebrow to him in the mirror.

“I was distracted,” he whispered in my ear as he flicked my nipple causing me to moan, “you’re so fucking beautiful it hurts.” He pressed a kiss to my neck.

Luke twisted me in his arms and instead of ravaging my mouth, he took me in a way that felt like he was pouring his heart into me. We were a mess of hands and limbs as we took off each other's clothes and fell into bed. Luke rolled on top of me and ran his tongue down my collarbone until he suctioned his mouth around my nipple. I arched into him with a whimper.

“Always so responsive.” He murmured and moved to the other side.

Without removing his mouth he cupped my pussy with his hand, dipping one finger inside to find me drenched. He hummed in approval.

“Are you ready for me, baby?”

Still completely wound up from earlier, I nodded my head, frantically uttering, “ please. ”

“I love it when you beg.” He reached over the bed and fished a condom out of the back pocket of his jeans. He tore the foil packet open with his teeth and slipped it on. In one swift movement, he grabbed my wrists and pushed them above my head, spreading my legs further apart with his knees. He leaned down to kiss me and he pushed inside achingly slow.

Once he was buried to the hilt he took a deep breath and started a steady, merciless rhythm with his hips.

“I will never get over how well I fit inside you,” he ground out.

I moaned so loudly that he slapped a hand over my mouth.

“You gotta be quiet, baby, or the whole house will hear us,” he whispered in my ear, “can you do that for me?”

I nodded and moaned as he left his hand there and pounded me harder, “good girl.” I looped my arms around his neck and lifted my legs to wrap around his waist. His praise fueled something deep in me. I wanted it, ached for it.

Luke moaned and pulled out of me, before picking me up and putting me on my stomach so I was facing away from the bed and staring directly into my full length mirror.

He put his hands under my hips and pulled me up so I was on my knees. “I want you to watch how good you take me.” He said as he slid back into me, making eye contact with me in the mirror. He slapped both hands on my ass and pulled them apart, running his thumb up the middle right over my asshole. I jumped at the feeling.

“Has anyone ever touched you here, Keegan?” His eyes were dark as they stared at our reflection. I shook my head no. He growled and ran his thumb over my ass again. He stopped momentarily to pull out and dip a finger inside of me before quickly shoving himself back inside of me, hard , and continuing his rhythm.

I wasn’t sure what he was doing until suddenly I felt a new sensation. It was a mix of pleasure and pain as Luke dipped his finger right into the place that no one had ever even tried to go. He went slow at first, easing me into this new experience, but the feeling was euphoric. I started pushing myself back against him, urging him on.

“Oh my god, don’t stop.” The pleasure it added was mind blowing, like nothing I’d ever felt.

“Always such a little slut for me.” He said pushing his finger a little further, making me cry out into the sheets so I wouldn’t alert the entire house.

He kept his promise to not be gentle as he grabbed me again, pulling me up so my back was against his front without pulling out of me.

I could feel myself about to fall over the edge, my entire body trembling.

“That’s it, come for me Keegan.” He sank his teeth into my ear.

With a crook of his finger, I fell over the edge, as my orgasm raked through me with violent pulses. Luke came with a cry right after me and we both fell forward. Luke rolled off of me and we laid in silence for a minute.

Once our breathing settled, he got out of bed and disposed of the condom in the bathroom before coming back to my bed with a washcloth to clean me up.

“Are you going to be here when I wake up?” I whispered as he crawled into bed and lifted his arm so I could lay on his chest.

Luke kissed my forehead and cuddled me closer.

“Of course I am. I’m not going anywhere, Tig,” were the last words he muttered before I drifted off to sleep.