Convincing her

Jen glared at him for the fifth time on their drive home, and this time, Lucas couldn't help but laugh helplessly.

"Did you hate it that much?" Lucas asked her when she glared at him again. Jen did not hate it, it was actually one of the most thrilling things she has experienced in her life, besides accompanying Lucas to race. But she can't admit it, it would be embarrassing if she did.

"Well?" Lucas asked her when he didn't receive any response. Jen avoided his gaze and paid attention to the scenery outside. Lucas glanced in her direction and was only met with the sight of the back of her head. He smiled knowingly and chose not to pursue the matter so as not to embarrass her further.

Their home wasn't far from the university, so they arrived home in no time. Lucas parked the car and looked at Jen again and saw that she was still staring outside her window. He got off the car with a smile and went to open the door for her. 

Jen pursed her lips and got off the car and went for the elevator without waiting for Lucas. Lucas locked the car and followed behind her while still maintaining the knowing smile on his face. Jen's eyes narrowed when she saw his knowing expression and bit on her bottom lip in frustration. It felt like she couldn't hide anything from him anymore. Does he know her that well now?

When the elevator doors opened on their floor, Jen was the first to walk out of the elevator. Lucas leisurely walked behind her and the two of them entered the house. Once the door closed, Lucas grabbed the rapidly escaping Jen before she ran away from him. He pulled her to him and pressed her against the wall, blocking off her escape route.

"Why are you running away?" Lucas asked her as his hazel eyes searched her face.

"Who said I'm running away?" Jen asked him, and if he did not know her better, he would believe that he had just been overthinking things. 

"Okay, you weren't running away," Lucas pretended to concede. 

"I was just going upstairs," Jen mumbled under her breath as she looked down at her feet. Lucas looked at the top of her head and a small smile appeared on his face. He hooked a finger under her chin and lifted her face so she was looking at him.

Ask her if she hated it that much made her rethink the entire experience, and he knew that. He also knew that if he left her to her own thoughts, she would convince herself that what they did was wrong.

Even though it was not right, he did not want her to think it was wrong, that was why he intercepted her when he noticed her weird mood.

"Should we order in our dinner?" he asked her, abruptly changing the topic. Jen blinked in confusion for a moment before nodding. She thought he would let her go on about her business as he called the restaurant, but he did it in front of her.

"What do you want to eat?" he asked her.

"Surprise me," Jen answered. Lucas smiled and asked the restaurant to send up all their most popular dishes before hanging up.

"Now we'll both be surprised," Lucas said as he put his phone in his pocket. 

"Now, where were we?" he asked thoughtfully before his eyes lit up in recollection.

"We were here," he said and lifted her chin with his finger again and she rolled her eyes at him but did not stop him and let him do what he wants.

"Don't go running away and overthinking things all by yourself," Lucas said to her, and she looked away from him. He knew he hit the nail on its head. 

"I won't," Jen said after a long pause and looked up at him.

"You better not. If you have to think about it, then just think of how it felt. Was it different?" he asked rhetorically and brushed his nose against her cheek.

"Was it exciting?" Lucas asked again, even though he was not expecting a response. What he did not expect was the unconscious nod that Jen gave him.

"Did you enjoy it?" He continued to ask and smiled when he felt her nod again. He was really tempted to pinch her cheeks as he thought that her unconscious actions were cute.

"Do you want to do it again?" he finally asked against her lips. This time there was no nod, but the two were so close that they almost had their lips pressed against each other's lips. Jen looked into his hazel eyes and he looked into her brown ones.

Jen felt like she was being seduced all over again, especially with how he asked her if she wanted to do it again. Does she want to do it again? The question kept bouncing in back and forth in her head. When she thought of how it was and the way he was looking at her now, she couldn't stop herself from gulping unconsciously.

"Hmm?" Lucas asked as he saw the conflict and the heat in her eyes. He took a step forward and pressed himself against her. He knew she was not completely against the idea of doing it again, because if she was she wouldn't have hesitated to answer him.

"It's okay, you don't have to answer me," Lucas said with a knowing smile. Jen focused her gaze on him again and knew that somehow, he understood what she was thinking.

"Can I get a kiss? I feel like I worked hard today," Lucas asked, and Jen burst out in laughter. This was one of his most idle days since she had known him, and he felt like he worked hard?

"Just one," Jen responded while maintaining her smile and wrapping her arms around his neck. 

"Mmmh," Lucas agreed as he gathered her in his arms with a smile lingering on his lips. Jen stood on her toes and pressed her lips against his. Lucas did not tease her too much either and responded to her kiss.

This time Jen hadn't thought to share a brief kiss with him and really went for it. Lucas who never discouraged her rare bouts of taking initiative went along with her. It was all going well until she felt his hard member pressed on her stomach. 

"How come you," Jen asked as she parted her lips in surprise but Lucas kissed her to silence. Lucas caught her bottom lip between his teeth before sucking it into his mouth.

"Lucas you-" Jen started to say again when she regained her ability to speak but she couldn't continue to say anything when she saw his expression.

"What?" he asked her and stepped away from her.

"You are not going to-" Jen started to say again but felt like if she finished her sentence then she would doom herself.

"Not going to what? Do you want to help me resolve this?" Lucas asked as he held her hand and Jen shut her mouth. Not that she did not want to, but she wasn't sure where he was going with this, so she was reluctant to agree.

"I'm a bit disappointed that you are just noticing just now. I was like this in the library, the look on your face really tested my restraint. But since it looks like you want to help, then maybe my restraint was worth it," Lucas said as a wide smile appeared on his face, his dimples mesmerizing her.

After his brief speech, he pulled Jen to their bedroom where they made a beeline for the bathroom since they had planned to wash up first before dinner. By the time they got out, Jen was being carried to the bed while Lucas had a satisfied smile on his face.

"Put me down," Jen said to Lucas while still panting. They had one of those quickies that left her dazed and weak-kneed, so she had almost fallen in the bathroom. And when Lucas caught her, he did not let her go and even carried her out.

"Can you really walk? We don't want you falling like you almost did earlier today," Lucas said to her and her cheeks flushed from the reminder of how she almost fell in the library.

"I can walk, you can put me down, I think the food is here. You should go check on it," Jen said as she tried to look as convincing as possible.

Unlike how he was donned in a robe, she was only wrapped in a towel that barely covered her. She felt like he deliberately chose such a small towel since even though it could be tied on top of her chest, her hips flared the bottom part to the point where her thighs were exposed. And since it was so short, her butt was also hanging out on the bottom. 

"Okay," Lucas responded and carefully put her down. Jen gripped the towel, so she didn't lose it and stumbled a bit before she stood straight. Lucas chuckled as he helped her stand straight before leaving their room to go get their dinner. Once the door closed, Jen let out a shaky breath before walking to the closet.

It seemed like the freer Lucas was going to be, the richer her sex life was going to be. It was not something she minded now, but what bothered her was how was she going to cope with it once he leaves for his masters? Won't she become the textbook example of someone who is deprived?

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