Like a Boss - Annabelle Costa Page 0,47

nice, but… you just… don’t understand.”

“You can’t base anything on Rebecca,” I say. “She’s a horrible person. She only wants to date men for their money. Honestly, I don’t know why you were dating her in the first place.”

He lowers his eyes. “I guess because she was the sort of girl I used to date. And I wanted to prove to myself that I could still get that type of girl.”

“Well, she’s awful,” I assure him. “And you’re lucky it didn’t work out.”

With those words, I go for the button of his pants. I undo it and Luke quickly swats me away with his hand. “Luke!”

“Ellie,” he sighs. “Can’t you just trust me that… that…”

“No, I can’t,” I say. “If we’re dating and I can’t even see you naked, then I don’t know what. This isn’t going to work out, I’ll tell you that much.”

Luke shakes his head. “You don’t understand.”

“No, you don’t understand,” I say. “I’ve got a three-month rule that I need to date a guy for three months before having sex with him. But I’m breaking that rule for you. Because you’re the sexiest guy I’ve ever met.”

He seems baffled by that revelation. “Really?”

“Really.”

“But… why?”

I don’t answer him and instead start kissing his neck. While I do, my fingers go back down to his pants and unzip his slacks. His shoulders are stiff and tense, but he lets me do it. I pull down his boxers an inch or two as I continue kissing his face and his neck. He’s stiff at first, but then his muscles loosen up and he starts kissing me back. All I can think about how sexy Luke is and how much I want to make love to him.

Luke senses my urgency and starts wheeling us in the direction of his bedroom. Between my weight and the decreased strength in his hands, he’s struggling a lot to wheel the both of us, but I do nothing to help. I like the fact that he’s struggling enough that his face is turning slightly pink with effort. Shows how much he wants me.

I climb into Luke’s bed and he kisses me on the lips. “Just a minute,” he says. He wheels himself to the bathroom and I hear some rustling and rattling around. I have no idea what he’s doing in there. Putting in a diaphragm, perhaps? (Kidding.)

When Luke finally comes out, he quickly wheels over and transfers into the bed next to me. I’m breathing heavily at this point. He pulls at the intricate buttons on my blouse but he’s having trouble and I can tell he’s getting frustrated, so I quickly undo the buttons myself, as well as the ones on his shirt (I’ll probably have to redo them for him before I leave). After a little coaxing, he shimmies off his pants and boxers too. Finally, I’ve got Luke completely naked.

I admit it’s difficult not to compare this Luke’s body to the one I saw naked during Primal Scream all those years ago. That Luke had the body of a Greek god. This Luke has the body of… well, a disabled man. His hands have deep grooves where the muscles should be, and his abdomen is soft. And he’s pale, very pale. Luke hasn’t been showing off this body at the beach any time recently.

“Okay?” He’s studying my face anxiously.

“Of course,” I say quickly.

“I just took a pill,” he whispers. “To get a… you know, erection. It… usually works. Should be fine. I hope. I mean, it will be fine. But we’ve got to give it a little time.”

So we take things slow, even though it just about kills me. We lie side by side in bed, he kisses me, I kiss him. I rub my naked body against his, and after about thirty minutes of this, I feel Luke’s penis growing hard against me. I put my hand on it, and while it’s not as fantastic as one might have expected from the Great Lucas Thayer, I’m fairly sure it’s good enough for him to penetrate me.

I put on a condom for him and he lies on his back while I pump against him in the cowgirl position. He keeps his hands on my hips, but compared to his skill when he ate me out, he isn’t able to do very much now. He’s mostly lying there while I do all the work, which I guess is all he can do. But I don’t mind so much. It’s a nice