Luka leaned against the door and watched me put myself back together, smiling smugly. I grabbed a washcloth and wiped up since my two climaxes had left me a bit of a mess. I glanced down as I cleaned up and immediately realized why he had such a huge grin on his face even though he hadn’t gotten off with me either time.
“Luka!” I cried out. “How could you?”
“How could I what?” he asked innocently.
I gestured between my legs where a dark hickey had already formed on my inner thigh. He’d left his mark on me before, but it was always where it couldn’t be seen. This time, he’d done it so that nobody would miss it if I went downstairs in a swimsuit of any kind unless I never took my shorts off.
“You did that on purpose,” I accused, knowing damn well he’d wanted to make sure that every guy down there knew I was his girlfriend.
“You didn’t seem to mind at the time,” he argued. “Your legs were wrapped around my head to make sure I didn’t go anywhere. And I gave you a second orgasm to make up for it.”
“Why don’t you just get out a Sharpie and write your name on my forehead?” I muttered under my breath as I pulled the bikini bottoms up. I turned to look in the mirror as I grabbed the brush and pulled my hair up into a ponytail.
Luka stepped closer to me and gently traced the skin on my lower back above the bikini. “Or we could just tattoo it right here,” he suggested.
“A tramp stamp?” I sputtered, thinking that he was joking until my eyes locked with his in the mirror and I realized he was serious. “I’m not getting a tramp stamp of any kind, let alone one with your name on it.”
He rubbed his cock against my ass and glanced back down. “Damn. It would be so fucking hot to see my name on your skin as I take you from behind.”
“It’s not gonna happen,” I snapped at him. “Especially not when you do crazy things like this.”
“You know you love how crazy I am about you,” he whispered in my ear.
“Argh,” I growled in frustration, knowing that he was right.
The totally insane thing was that I wasn’t even that upset about the hickey. My feelings for Luka grew stronger each and every day, leaving me very vulnerable. Stunts like this, as ridiculous as they were, made it clear that he was just as susceptible to me as I was to him. That knowledge left me feeling safer in our relationship.
“Maybe I should get a tattoo with your name instead,” he wondered aloud as he walked away to grab some towels so we’d be ready to go.
“We’ve only been dating for two months!” I yelled after him, hoping that he was just trying to yank my chain. Or not really trying but quite successfully yanking it instead.
“Doesn’t make you any less mine!” he yelled back.
“What the hell is wrong with the two of you?” I heard Jason ask Luka as I threw on one of Luka’s shirts and slipped on my sandals.
“He’s a caveman, that’s what,” I complained as I joined them in the living room.
“Shocker,” Jason said sarcastically. “That cannot possibly be news to you.”
“Not really,” I complained.
“Oh quit your whining,” Luka quipped. “We better get a move on or Lexi’s little pool party will be over before we make it down there.”
“Pool party?” Jason asked.
Luka stopped for a moment and tilted his head. “On second thought, waste all the time you want. Maybe we’ll end up missing it.”
“Do you want to come with?” I asked Jason after rolling my eyes at Luka.
“Nah, I’ve got some studying to do,” he replied. “But you two kids go have fun.”
Luka grumbled as we took the elevator down to the second floor, where the workout room and indoor pool were located. This building had the best amenities in town and was the only apartment complex that offered year-round swimming. I always thought it was surprising that so few of the tenants used it regularly.
I grabbed Luka’s hand as we walked down the hall and practically pulled him towards the door since he was walking so slowly. “C’mon, Luka. It won’t be that bad,” I promised. “It’s just Lexi, Drake, and a few of his friends.”
Luka swiped his security card and waved me through the door in front of him.
“Hey, guys,” I greeted Lexi and Drake, who were already in the pool.
“Finally,” Lexi sighed dramatically. “I thought you’d never make it down here.”
“And here I thought you like spending time with me,” Drake drawled, trying to look offended.