I thought laying next to him. I didn't realize I fell asleep until my cell phone rang loudly and I realized it was four. I slept the day away and Luca...s was still holding my hand. Though he was now about two inches away from my face. I felt my lips - which were warm - and I knew he stole another kiss. I reaches for my cellphone with my free hand and answered the phone. "Hello?" "Lucy, thank goodness," my mom said. "I've been trying to call you all afternoon, what on earth were you doing? Were. The pressure of it against my hole trying to force its way in was turning me on wildly, and I began to push back against it hoping he could slip it into me.But, soon, he pulled his hand out and wrapped them around my waist and pulled me into him in a kind of bear-hug.I could feel how hard his cock was against me, through my shorts and his loose jeans.I pushed my ass against his rigid cock and rotated a little to let him know I wanted him and was enjoying this.No one around seemed to notice or. He’d not made the mistake of confusing lust for love again, but he’d had plenty of opportunities to satiate that lust, earning himself a reputation as a lady’s man – but not a knave, either. He was careful never to lead anyone on, ensuring there were no hurt feelings – and no unexpected ‘consequences’ a few months down the road, either. He just enjoyed himself, without strings attached, and made sure his partners did the same.But after a while, the novelty wore off. With his future so uncertain. I hadn't felt like a date, more like having dinner with a mentor or some kind of Father figure. His house was magnificent, almost a mansion and exactly the type of place I imagined him living in. It was sparsely but tastefully and expensively furnished. I was particularly taken with the polished hardwood floors throughout the entire house.Ken got us both a drink without asking me. Drambuie, a scotch liqueur in a beautiful, little crystal glass. He sat in a leather couch and I went to sit beside.