No more running.
It was time to set things straight.
Chapter Fifteen
Lucy
“Come on. Come on. Come on,” I chanted, wishing the elevator would move faster. I had to get away from Godrick. The man was too much to be around. My insides felt like jello, and I felt sick to my stomach ending whatever it was we had together. I think I ended it. It sounded like I did. I knew better than to think it was just sex between us. Even when I dated Brian, I never felt like this.
It was lust, sure, but there was something more in the works between Godrick and I. It felt like destiny, like my soul found its mate and that scared the shit out of me. I took a large swallow of my drink just as the elevator dinged. The doors slide open, offering me a gateway to peace and loneliness. I never preferred to be alone, but right now, my own company sounded nice.
I stepped into the elevator, the floor of it wet because of people coming in and out from the pool, and I pressed the button to the thirteenth floor.
And then I saw Godrick walking toward the elevator with a determined look on his face, and I pressed the button to my floor over and over again. No, no, no. A small space with that man meant trouble.
Who was I kidding? Any space with that man was bad news.
“Come on!” I gritted, and right when the doors started to close, his large hand jutted out, catching the space between the metal.
They slid open again and revealed Godrick waiting there. He didn’t look pleased. He looked furious. That muscle in his jaw ticked. I never knew jaws could be muscular and in shape, but Godrick’s was. Square and cut, like a diamond. I bet nothing could break it, but he’d do damage to whatever or whoever tried.
He had his shirt off since it was a pool party, and the sun had kissed his skin to a slight golden hue. He had a wide frame, thick muscles, and the swim shorts rode low on his hips showing the V that led to a very big, very thick cock.
His hair was wet, dripping onto his sh
oulders, and the black fury of his eyes landed on me. He stepped forward, turned around, and pressed the button that said PH. He didn’t say a word to me. He was pissed. The doors closed slower than usual, locking me inside with the man that suffocated me with lust. The moment the elevator started to rise, I pressed my back against the furthest side of the wall to get away from him. A massive amount of energy radiated from Godrick, and it scared me.
I didn’t think he’d hurt me.
It only scared me because there was so much of the sexual tension that it caused me to have chills and feel feverish all at the same time. His chest rose with a deep breath, and my eyes never moved off of his pecs. The buttons lit up as the elevator climbed, and the higher we got, the more the air became too difficult to breathe.
Sipping my drink was pointless to try and cool myself off. At this point, drinking the damn thing was something to do. My nipples were hard, and my clit was begging me to rub myself against his thick thigh until he had me orgasming like he did the other night. God, I had never had a sexual experience like that before. Brian never fucked me with my toys, he never got to know my body, and he never cared if I orgasmed.
It seemed that was all Godrick cared about.
No, I took that back. He cared about me. Yes, he wanted me to feel good, but he cared about me. It was why he was at my apartment when I got the note from Brian. It was why he messaged me a hundred times a day on my phone, even if I never reached out to him. He didn’t care. He never stopped showing me he was thinking of me.
The elevator groaned and jerked, causing the drink to fall from my hands and spill onto the floor. The pineapple broke in two, and the yummy slushy mixed with the dirty pool water on the ground. Jerking again, the elevator tried to move, but it fell.
“Godrick!” I cried as we dropped an entire floor until we stopped again. I fell forward, and he caught me in his arms, pushing my hair out of my face and kissing my forehead to try and calm me down.
“It’s okay, baby. I got you. It’s alright.”
My entire body shook from fear. I had never been stuck in an elevator before, and I never felt myself falling through the air. After a few minutes, we didn’t move, and Godrick reached for the help button, but when he pressed it, nothing happened.
We were stuck, and no one knew.
“Are you okay?” His hands rubbed up and down my back, every brush of his skin against mine calming me.
I pushed him away until I was in the corner again. I needed space from him, but every time I tried, the universe seemed to throw us together. I was stuck in a damn elevator with the man that made my heart beat and come back to life after the horrible year I had.
“Do not push me away anymore.” The words rumbled his chest, seeming louder in the enclosed space. He took a step forward and laid his hands on either side of my head, bringing his nose to me. “You think you know me? You think you know what I want? You know nothing!” he snapped, the words flew like venom in my face, making me flinch. “You think this is just sex? That’s a lie. You know damn well this is more than that. You think I want other women? You think I don’t want you because of what? Some psychopath not able to let you go? Can’t say I blame him. You seem to make a lasting impression. You won’t believe me; only time will prove to you that I could never get bored of you.” Godrick touched my temple, and I wondered if that meant he wouldn’t get bored of my mind. “I could never get bored of your body.” His hands cupped my face before traveling down the exposed curves of my torso. “I’ve never met a woman like you.”
I lifted my leg to press my knee against his stomach and gave one last weak attempt to push him away. His grabbed my leg and wrapped it around his right hip. Godrick jerked my other leg up, the only part of me left that was on the ground. He pressed my back against the wall harder and settled between the space of my legs. His hard cock pressed against my bathing suit bottoms, and I moaned when I felt him.
“I’m done playing nice. I’m done being patient. I’m going to show you what I want.” He gripped my chin so I wouldn’t look away from him. “And then there won’t be a question in that pretty little mind about us.” He smashed his lips against mine, silencing anything I was about to say, swallowing my trepidation down his throat. “I’m going to fuck you,” he said between kisses. “I’m going to fill you up and stretch you out, but first—” he nipped my bottom lip. “First, you’re going to suck my cock down your throat.” He dropped my legs, and I almost fell to the ground. His hands pressed against my shoulders, forcing me on my knees. “Hands behind your back, mouth open.”
I did what he said, lacing my fingers together and laid them on my curve on my lower back. I coated my throat in saliva as I swallowed and parted my lips.