*Alexis POV*
Lucas swings his leg back and shuts the door with his foot. My fingers run through his hair and I grab a hand full of the soft messy locks and pull his head back, I climb up higher on him, pressing my face down on him. Lucas walks to the bed still holding me, ripping my clothes to shreds as we walk. I shred his shirt and feel his bare chest against mine. Both of our bodies so warm it feels like there is a raging fire between us. I am so ready that I think I am leaving a wet patch on his jeans. He is so hard that he is pushing the stitching of his jeans to their limits. His powerful arms embrace me, the feeling that he could crush me to death with minimal effort, making my mind out of control. So what if I am full of attitude and strong myself, sometimes a girl likes to fee
