Learning To Love (The Griffin Brothers Book 4) (7 page)

His eyes flash dark
emerald with desire. “Honestly, Ollie? I want to kiss every fucking
inch of your hot body. And then follow my lips with my tongue and
teeth. For now, I’ll be happy with your mouth.”

Oh. My. God. The
thought of Luke kissing me everywhere, kissing me
there
,
is making me hot. Like really hot. My nipples are hard, and my
panties are wet. I almost moaned out loud. That wouldn’t have been
embarrassing. At all.

“Did I upset you? I
shouldn’t have said that. It’s too soon. I—“

“I’m not upset.
What you said was hot. It made
me
hot. Which is embarrassing, and I didn’t know what to say because
we both know I’m not ready for that yet. I would like to be kissed
on the mouth now, please.”

“My pleasure.”

* * *

Luke

I’m going to need
multiple cold showers tonight, but hearing Olivia say I made her hot
is all worth it. Now I get to kiss her, and damn if her asking wasn’t
hot
and
sweet. I’m
going to make it as good for both of us as I can.

I pull her up my body
so that her mouth is just above mine. She smiles at me as she leans
down, and touches her lips to mine. I take it slow, just giving her
small kisses, but soon I need a little more. I start sipping at her
lips and kissing her harder. She opens her mouth for me, and I slide
my tongue inside. She takes control of our tongues, and I let her.

When it gets to be more
than I can take, I break the kiss. She starts to protest, but then
sighs as I trail my lips across her jaw to her ear. I take a little
nibble and then move on to her neck. She tilts her head to give me
more access, and I devour her—kissing, licking, and nibbling my way
across both sides of her neck. I’m careful not to leave any marks
although I really want to. I know it would upset her, and I’ll do
anything to avoid that.

“That feels so good,
Luke.”

“You taste delicious,
Ollie,” I tell her in between kisses. I can’t stop kissing her. I
want to move lower, but I’ll wait for her.

“My turn,” she says
as she tilts her head and starts kissing my neck.

She’s a little
hesitant at first, which is way hotter than is should be. Soon she
gets into it, sucking lightly, and flicking her tongue out to lick
me. I’ve been trying to be good and keep my hands to myself through
all this, but I’m only human. I can’t help but slide my hand down
to cup her tit. She pauses for a moment and then arches into me,
using her own hands to reach under my shirt and rub my abs.

“Are these real?”
she asks as she stops kissing my neck and looks at me in wonder.

“My abs? Yeah,
they’re real.” I can’t help but chuckle as I answer her while
running my thumb over her hard nipple. She’s adorable. Who knew
adorable could be such a turn on? My cock is harder than I think it’s
ever been, and I’m going to have to end our make out session soon
unless I want to come in my pants on Olivia’s couch.

She pushes back from me
to lift my shirt. I move my hand back to cup her again as I watch her
look at my abs. She licks her lips, and I almost come undone. “I
want to put my mouth on them. Can I?”

Oh fuck. “Umm…”

She takes it wrong and
starts to move away. “Never mind. It’s stupid.”

“It’s not stupid.
It’s wicked hot. I just may come in my jeans with you having your
mouth so close to my cock. But I’ll never say no to your mouth on
me.”

“Oh God. You’d come
from me just kissing your abs?”

“I’m about to come
from you just kissing my mouth and neck. You make me crazy.”

“You make me crazy
too, Luke.” She climbs off of me then. “We should stop now,
though.”

“Whatever you want.
Is it okay if I sit here for a minute and think about some old,
wrinkly people before going outside?” Even that may not be enough,
but I’ll give it a try.

“I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be. Tonight
was one of the hottest nights I’ve ever had. I love making out with
you.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. I’m
going to go home and dream about you. Will you dream about me?”

“I always do.”

Holy fuck, my girl is
hot. My girl? Yeah, she is, and damn if I don’t love that. I give
her a chaste kiss as I leave a few minutes later, and tell her I’ll
see her for tutoring tomorrow.

* * *

Olivia

Luke texted me when he
got home last night to wish me sweet dreams. Then he texted me this
morning to tell me to have a great day. I got a text from him while
he was on his lunch break at the school, telling me he was thinking
of me. I’m meeting him in the Student Union to go over my latest
essay and have some dinner.

I walk in and spot him
almost immediately because of the girls hovering around his table.
He’s not paying any attention to them as he looks over his lesson
plan book. There’s a pizza in front of him, with his toppings on
one half and the plain cheese I like on the other. He looks up as I
walk over and smiles at me as he stands. He’s so hot in his plaid
shirt and black slacks. I can’t stop the smile from lighting up my
face as I think about him being here just for me.

“Hey, honey. Is that
big smile for me?” He pulls me to him and wraps his arms around me.

“Yes.”

“Good.” He leans
down and kisses me. It’s not as intense as when we were making out
on my couch last night, but it’s definitely more than a kiss
between friends.

We break apart, and he
pulls out my chair for me before sitting down in his seat again. The
girls are still hovering, but now they’re giving me death glares.
I’m actually starting to get used to being glared at, and I don’t
mind it one bit. As I turn my head, I see my old roommate. Her eyes
are practically popping out of her head. I smirk at her, and then
turn back to see Luke smiling at
me
,
his eyes twinkling in amusement. “Who’re you smirking at, Ollie?”

“My old roommate.”

“Ah. Come here.” He
reaches out a hand and cups my cheek as I lean in to him for another
sweet and sexy kiss.

“You didn’t have to
do that. I’m pretty sure she saw our first kiss.”

“I’ll take any
opportunity I can to kiss you. It’s my new favorite thing.”

“Mine too.”

“Glad we’re on the
same page. Let’s eat so I can look at your essay and then kiss you
some more.”

We do eat, and he helps
me with my essay, but we also steal kisses every few minutes. The
circle of girls finally gets the hint and leaves. I head to the
restroom while Luke goes to get a box for the rest of my pizza. When
I come back, I see him laughing with a gorgeous blonde girl, and I
stop in my tracks. A wave of jealousy shoots through me, and I can’t
decide if I want to go over and claim my man, or if I should just run
the other way. I end up doing neither and just sit down at a nearby
table to wait whatever this is out.

I watch for a few
minutes as the girl twirls her hair and reaches out to touch Luke’s
arm repeatedly. He gently shakes her off every time, which makes me
happy, but he doesn’t move away from her. He finally starts looking
around and our eyes meet across the room. His eyes widen as he sees
me sitting at the table. I look pointedly at the girl with him, and
he shakes his head as he walks past her while she’s still talking
and heads towards me.

“What are you doing
over here, Ollie?”

“Waiting for you to
finish your conversation. I didn’t want to interrupt.”

“You’re so cute
when you’re jealous.”

“I’m not jealous.”
He looks at me with an eyebrow raised, and his lips quirked up into a
smirk. “Fine. I’m a little jealous.”

He pulls me to my feet
and kisses me hard, holding the back of my head with one hand as he’s
holding onto my hand with his other. “Don’t be. It
is
cute, but I want you to know there’sonly you. Do you
believe me? ” He looks me in the eye when he says it, and I know
it’s true. I nod.

“Luke? That was rude.
I was talking to you, and you walked away.”

He doesn’t break eye
contact with me as he answers. “My girlfriend was waiting for me.”

“Girlfriend?
You
have a girlfriend?”

“I do. Olivia, meet
Steph. She’s doing her student teaching this semester, too. Steph,
this is my girlfriend Olivia.”

I look to the girl to
shake her hand. I’m about to tell her that it’s nice to meet her
when I see the look in her eyes. She’s beyond angry. My eyes widen,
and Luke sees it. When he turns to her, she pastes on a fake smile.
“It’s wonderful to meet you, Olivia.”

“Yeah. You, too.”

“I’ll catch you
later, Steph.”

We walk out holding
hands. When we get to my car, Luke leans me up against it and kisses
me until I can barely stand. When we come up for breath, I ask him
the question I need the answer to. “Did you sleep with Steph?”

Luke looks away, and I
know the answer already. My stomach hurts and I want to throw up. I
wait for him to answer because I need him to tell me the truth.
“Yeah. I did. Once.”

“She was angry when
you introduced me to her as your girlfriend.”

“What?”

“She quickly smiled
when you looked at her, but before that, she looked really pissed
off.”

He looks conflicted for
a second and then responds. “She asks me out all the time. Pretty
much every day. I keep telling her no, but she doesn’t seem to get
it. Maybe now she will. I’m not interested in her. Or anyone other
than you. I
really
want you to believe me.”

“I already told you
that I believe you. Plus, you just called me your girlfriend.”

“Yeah. I did. Is that
okay. I mean, do you want—I mean, will you. Oh, fuck. I have no
idea how to do this.”

I have to laugh because
it’s really adorable to see the great Luke Griffin stumbling over
his words. “Breathe, Luke. It’s definitely okay, and yes, I want
to be your girlfriend.”

“Good. Because I want
to be your boyfriend.”

“We’re exclusive,
right? I mean, if not, I-I just need to know.”

“You know we are,
Ollie. I told you I haven’t been with another girl for a while now.
And the thought of you even kissing another guy makes me want to
commit murder.”

“You’d really be
jealous of some other guy?”

“Fuck yeah. You don’t
think I would?”

“Not really, no. I
mean, you’ve been with a bunch of girls, and I’m sure you’ve
seen them with guys after. It would be hard if you were jealous, I
think.”

“I’ve had
sex
with a bunch of girls, honey. I haven’t had a girlfriend since I
was fourteen. I didn’t care who or what the girls I had sex with
did after we were done. You’re different. You’re
mine,
and I’ll never be willing to share you.”

Oh God. That’s hot.
Like really hot. I’m feeling hot and needy. I’m not ready to go
all the way, but I want to have my hands and mouth on my man. And not
out here in public. “Can you come over for a little while?”

“You don’t have to
even ask. I’ll be right behind you.” He kisses me once more and
then opens my car door for me. I watch him walk to his car, and then
I pull out of my parking space and drive home with Luke following me
in that sexy car of his.

Luke

Olivia’s my
girlfriend. And it doesn’t scare me. At all. Maybe it’s because
she gets me, the real me that I don’t let anyone see. Or because
she’s seen me at my worst, so she doesn’t have any crazy
expectations. Whatever the reason is, I’m incredibly happy as I get
out of my car and walk to hers where she’s waiting for me. I open
her door and hold her hand as we walk to her apartment.

Once we’re inside,
she looks at me a little nervously, and I feel an overwhelming need
to reassure her and protect her. Even if it’s me I’m protecting
her from. “Ollie, we aren’t going to do anything you don’t want
to do. You know that, right?”

“I
do
know that. It’s just that I want a little more than last time, and
I don’t know if that’s fair to you.”

“I’m more than
happy to go farther. Stop worrying about me. It’s natural for guys
to get themselves off sometimes. The more stuff we do the more I have
to think about while I’m stroking myself later.”

Her eyes widen a
little, and then she gets a look I can only describe as hungry. She
wants me. I’m sure of it, but I still won’t push. This is her
show. For now. Once we actually have sex, which we will, I’m
running that performance.

“I-I think about you,
too.” She’s biting her lip, and I want to be the one doing that,
so I move closer to her.

“What do you do when
you think about me, Ollie?”

“You know.”

Oh dear God. Maybe I
can’t handle this. Just those words coming out of her mouth have me
twitching in my pants. I have to stop myself from thrusting my hips.
Yet I continue torturing myself. “You touch yourself when you think
of me?”

“Yes.”

“Do you imagine it’s
me touching you?” I’m right in front of her now,and she’s
looking up at me.

“Yes.” She’s
breathing heavily as I reach out and caress her cheek.

“Is that all I do?
Just touch you?”

“N-no.”

She’s going to make
me drag it out of her, but I need to know, so I play along. “What
else do you think of me doing? Tell me, and I’ll do it.”

“Really? You’d do
whatever I want?”

“Hell yeah, I would.
Anything. Tell me.”

She straightens her
spine, and I see in her eyes that she feels empowered and brave.
Good. I want her to feel those things with me. “I imagine your
mouth on me. I’ve never had a guy’s mouth on me, but I know I
want yours there, so I imagine that. Your soft lips kissing me and
your tongue licking me.”