Stunning

My eyes slowly slit open. My eyes transferred straight to Luke. He looked so cute in his sleep. His blonde hair ratted up at the top. Where his gorgeous blue eyes would stand a beautiful resting face. Shoot I just… I just wanted to fuck him. His arms were wrapped tightly around me. His soft breath traveled up and down my neck. I stayed as still as possible trying not to wake him up.

His eyes slowly open and look down at me, "you're so fucking beautiful." His raspy voice booming throughout the room startled me. He kissed me on the forehead.

"What are the plans for today?" I asked in a raspy voice back.

"Stay in this bed," he laughed.

"Yeah right," I giggled whilst rolling my eyes.

"Go put something on that will stun me," he proposed.

"Will that be hard?" I smirked.

"Not at all," he said shooting a chill down my spine

"You tickle me, Luke Hemming," I say, making my way to the bathroom.

I couldn't find a way to snatch the breath right out of his lungs. I grabbed some high-rise booty shorts that were ripped a little bit and a cropped v-neck blouse that was partially see-through. I checked myself out in the mirror to make sure I liked it.

When I walked out, Luke was silent. Nothing. I spun around "Fuck," he whispered.

I pretended like I was one of those supermodels on TV. I put a seducing look on my face and neared the bed. I swiped my hand across the bed and flipped my head over. I arched my back to make my boobs press up. It didn't last long before I balled out laughing.

"Layla," he said in a stern voice as he slowly approached me, "I swear to god if you aren't mine forever cause you're too god damn beautiful to let go of."

I started blushing.

"Oh, and bring a swimsuit," he said, then he lowered his voice, "I can't wait to see it on you."

My mom accidentally packed the wrong swimsuits. However, on this trip it was convenient. She packed a light lavender swimsuit that was just a tad revealing. The front and back of the bottoms were held together by strings. The top showed quite a lot of cleavage. I slipped them underneath my clothes, and I headed back into the main room.

Luke was changing.

"Dude," I yelled, covering my eyes, "you got to warn me."

He finished slipping his suit on and walked over to me, a lustful voice in the back of his tongue, "eh, it won't matter in a couple of days."

The butterflies have escaped their cages! Please send help! I didn't even know what to say.

"Alright," he says after he got a Hawaii button-up shirt on, "let's go."