I Love You to Death(61)

"Definitely not, this is a very good look on you," he says in a low voice.
"It is?" I ask, quickly glancing down at myself.
Luke smiles again before he leans down to whisper, "Are you kidding me? You, in my clothes, after a fantastic night and morning like the one we just had? Yeah, it doesn’t get any better than that Ash."
I feel my stomach drop to the floor, my teeth uncontrollably grazing his collar bone in response to his words. God I feel so turned on again, how does he keep doing this to me? I pull back to look at him. "It was pretty fantastic, wasn’t it?" I say quietly.
He gently presses his forehead to mine as he whispers, "Amazingly fantastic," before he kisses me in a way that says and it’s not over yet.
My rumbling stomach is what eventually pulls us apart, echoing into the kitchen and reminding me, not only did I not eat last night, but I’m starving for more than just Luke right now. He laughs at the noise, pulling back and asking, "Breakfast?"
I glance at the clock on the microwave; ten, before turning back to Luke. "Mmm yeah, some toast would be great, thank you."
He kisses me again, before turning us back towards the counter. With an arm still draped around me, he grabs the loaf of bread from the counter and throws some into the toaster. He then pulls out the coffee which has just finished brewing and pours two cups, pausing only to ask me, "Black?"
I smile at him as I feel a blush creep onto my cheeks. "Yes, black for me thanks."
We both spoon sugars into our coffee and Luke butters us a pile of toast. It all feels incredibly natural and normal and I love the easy movements, the constant feel of his arm around me. Eventually we head back to his room, loaded with food and caffeine.
"Can I put some music on?" I ask, as he puts everything beside his bed and sits down.
"Of course, anything you like Ash."
I find something on the phone he’s docked in a speaker, before turning and stopping in my tracks at the sight of Luke sprawled on his unmade bed in nothing but a pair of sweats. He is so beautiful. And I’m not at all embarrassed when he catches me checking him out. Instead I just walk over to the bed, crawl between his legs and lean back against his bare chest as he sits against the bed head. Luke wraps an arm around me again, lacing our fingers together, presses a soft kiss to my neck and hands me a cup of coffee.
We sit in silence for a while, until eventually Luke asks, "Were you ok when you first woke up this morning?"
I guess he did notice, but I answer, "Yeah, just took me a second to work out where I was." Smiling, I look up at him, my head resting on his shoulder. "I can’t believe you let me sleep on you, how long had you been awake for?"
I watch as he places a kiss, lightly on my nose. "About an hour I guess, but honestly, I could’ve lain there all day Ash," he whispers.
"An hour," I ask, shocked it was that long. "Shit, I hope I didn’t snore or anything."
Luke laughs softly. "No, no snoring," he says. "You were very cute though."
"Why, what did I do?"
He smiles at me, tucking my hair behind my ear. "Oh you know, all these sexy little sighs, your arm tightening around me. It was all very adorable," he continues, laughing at my now obvious embarrassment. "Like I said, I could’ve lain there all day with you like that."
I cover my face with my hand to hide my blushing. I’m embarrassed, but it’s more than that. It’s my response to sleeping with him. It’s the complete lack of nightmares and the total contentment as I lay there in his arms, sleeping on his chest. It’s all the things we did last night and again this morning. It’s the things I saw in the mirror earlier and his words to me right now. It’s all of that, and so much more.
Luke gently pulls my arm down so I have to look at him, taking the coffee from my other hand at the same time. "Please don’t be embarrassed Asha," he whispers, sliding his hand into my hair and pulling me closer. "You are incredibly beautiful and very, very sexy." His words are a low rumble in my ear and the kisses that follow, trailing along my cheek to my lips, take my embarrassment away. They take my breath away, so all that’s left is me melting in his arms, me in heaven and me never wanting him to stop.
Sometime later, both of us are breathing harder and I can no longer remember what I was embarrassed about. Turning, Luke presses his lips to my neck, kissing and gently nibbling my skin. I feel his arms tighten around me as he whispers, "Mmm, definitely beautiful and sexy."
My eyes squeeze shut as I try desperately to stop the smile that now wants to break out all over my face. As Luke lifts his head and looks down at me, I open them and give in, unable to stop it. He smiles back before leaning down to softly kiss my lips.
"Do you believe me now?" he whispers.
My smile gets bigger as he keeps up his kisses, covering me in them as he rolls us over so I now lie on top of him. I lift my head and his hands gently smooth the hair back from my face, cradling my cheeks as he stares up at me. His blue eyes are intense as they watch me and I can’t tear my gaze away from him.
Swallowing, I say quietly, "Well, I think it’s you who makes me this way Luke."
I watch the sexy smile that curls at his lips and at the same time, feel my heart do a slow, lazy flip inside my chest. As he lifts his mouth to mine, I can feel every hard ridge of his stomach and chest as they rise up to meet me and my heart starts flipping a little bit faster in response.
"Good," is all he says, before softly kissing me again.