Chapter 102: Tremble It was so late that it was morning. We were tired but wide awake, the only two in the lake house beside the forest. I was sitting barefoot on the fuzzy carpet with my back against the beige couch. Luke was standing over by the fireplace, having just thrown more wood into the fire. The sound of the flames licking dry wood was almost rhythmic. I tried not to stare at Luke, feeling myself so attracted to him, but he made it hard to react any differently. He wanted tonight to be the night. No distractions. I stared at him. Black jeans and a black bomber jacket that had a white ring circling the shoulders. He shrugged the jacket off, and I heard it slide to the floor. I didn't see it, because my eyes were on his face. My breath was hitched in my throat as I watched him walk towards me, wondering what he was going to do. He raised his hand and unclasped the watch from his wrist. I heard it clatter on the coffee table, but, again, I didn't see it. His body towered over me and blocked the view of the fireplace behind him. The cabin that had been so cold when we first arrived, now felt like it was burning hot. I leaned back. I was burning up in a hoodie that I couldn't take off. Or maybe I could. I didn't know which way to move. "Don't be nervous," Luke whispered, tantalizingly close to my lips, "I've barely touched you." He crouched down to the ground in front of me and that sent my heart racing. His right hand against my neck, his fingers wrapped in my hair, and he lightly pressed down. My neck was exposed as he leaned down to kiss it. I sat back and guided his hands to pull my hoodie up. I wondered how it felt for him to be taking his own clothes off my body. I wish I had worn something sexier than a gray shirt underneath. Luke didn't waste time. He slowly took the shirt off me and the small pile of my clothes on the floor was growing. I shivered from being so undressed and instinctively covered my arms over my bra. ** ~Luke's POV~ She was so nervous. I could see the goosebumps on her smooth skin. She was watching my every move and her skin shivered under my touch. I didn't want her to feel so shy with me. I stared down at her hands trying to cover her blue bra, but failing to cover much. It was tempting. I looked up at her dilated pupils and smiled at her. She was adorable. I knew I had to work over the trust issues she's accumulated over the years. But I was willing to work for it... to show her that she shouldn't be afraid. There's nothing scary about our bodies touching. It's natural. "Don't be tense, Minnie." She scoffed back at me, "How? I'm sitting here in my bra and you're fully dressed." "If that's the problem," I smirked, needing no further encouragement. I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it to one side. I saw her blush as she stared at my chest. I resisted the urge to look down and see if my abs were showing today. I flexed, just in case. She was watching me, sitting on my knees shirtless, while I waited for her. She could jump my bones any day she wanted to. And I wanted to encourage her to be bold. "This too?" I asked, touching the button of my jeans. She looked embarrassed again. I realized that I needed to be creative if I wanted to show her how to relax. I'm down for the challenge and up... Yeah, I was definitely feeling up "Lie back," I suggested, leaning forwards over her. Instinctively, she started to lean back, and I placed my hand around her waist to guide her down. Her naked back touched the carpet and her hair spread out like a halo around her face. I liked looking down at her under me. "I'm stuck," she squeaked. "What?" "My legs," she pointed down at her leg that was stuck under her, after she leaned back. I didn't expect that. Maybe I should've. Millie does not know how to keep a romantic moment going. I sat back and adjusted her leg's position. "Better?" I asked, wondering how in the world we got to this. She nodded, looking meekly at me. "Can I kiss you?" She was trying to bring the moment back. Cute. "I have another idea," I replied. I lightly touched her stomach, feeling the heat of her skin under the palm of my hand. She was squirming under me, moving every time I touched her. "Is this OK?" I asked. "Yes," she nodded. I reached over her, and I saw that she was making the most of this vantage to stare up at my body. Her hand reached out to touch my chest. While she did that, I dipped my hand into the ice bucket on the coffee table and pulled out an ice cube. I held it between my thumb and index finger and saw her eyes widen at me. I smirked and slowly lowered the ice cube over her. I held it out over her quivering lips and watched as a droplet of icy water slid off the ice cube and dropped into her open mouth. She swallowed and her eyes suddenly looked more alert, like the ice had given her a jolt of energy. "Just enjoy it," I whispered, kissing her wet lips before I moved further down. Her bare body was like a canvas. So smooth. I lowered the ice cube onto her stomach, and saw her goosebumps spread. I gently slid the ice cube over her skin, watching her tingle. I slid her jeans down ever so slightly, until I saw the orange underwear she had on. I brought the ice cube down there and she gasped. I glanced up at her, checking to see how she felt. Her lips were parted, and I could see she was aroused. I made a line, sliding the ice cube in a straight line up her stomach and to the dip between her breasts. I curved the ice around the mounds of her breasts and up to her collar bone. After my fingers started to get a little numb, I chucked the half-melted cube back in the ice bucket and focused on the hot girl beneath me. Where I had been slow with the ice cube, I was much faster with my mouth. I went low, holding her jeans down in both hands as my lips hovered above her low-slung underwear. I exhaled and heard her moan, "Your breath is so hot." "That's the idea," I coaxed, kissing her down there. I exhaled hot air over the cold that the ice cube had left behind. She squirmed again beneath my legs. I licked the thin layer of water and followed the trail up her smooth stomach. I tasted her sweet body, raising my own body over hers as I travelled up her body. My hands squeezed her thighs before letting go. I rested my lips on her chest and lightly rested my hand on her. She moaned again, her eyes fully closed now. I licked up and kissed her. My relationship with Minnie has been a slow burn. I've never waited so long for anybody before, but just her touch was sending my senses ablaze. I guess this is what happens when you catch feelings. It makes everything feel a thousand times better. I tried to tone down my excitement. I needed to make sure she was ready. "Luke," she moaned my name and ran her hands through my hair, encouraging me to go further, faster. I didn't need to hear it twice. Her grip on me tightened and she pulled my body onto her, so that I could feel all of her. Her head cocked back and we kissed, feverishly, hungry; my hand grabbing her as I took her pants off. She arched her back and I pressed her hips down, wanting her to feel my body against hers. "Wait," she whispered, panting.