Chapter 5
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Zee turns, arms crossed casually beneath her chest, watching Lucas with a wicked smile. She catches his eyes where they linger a little too long.
"Why're you looking there, hmm?" she asks, raising a brow, voice teasing and low.
Lucas's cheeks flare red. "I-I don't know. They're just... right there."
Zee giggles. "Where else should they be?"
Lucas groans, burying his face in his hands. "I don't know, okay? They just... they look good."
Zee bites her bottom lip, amused. "Ohh... thanks?"
Lucas peeks through his fingers. "Yeah... they look really good."
Zee gives a playful little bounce, her chest jiggles just enough to make his breath hitch.
"I know they do." She grins devilishly, shifting her arms to cross over her chest, making them look twice their size. "What did you say again?"
Lucas blinks hard. "Uh... I said... oh god."
"Lucas," Zee says softly, stepping closer, her voice a slow curl of smoke. "Do you look at every girl's boobs like that-or do you find mine fascinating?"
He quickly shakes his head. "What? No! I don't-I never-I mean, only yours. I mean-" He trips over every word.
"Only mine, huh?" She steps so close now that their chests nearly touch.
Lucas swallows hard, his breathing uneven.
Zee leans in close, her lips just beside his ear, whispering, "Come on, Lucas... I need words."
He shudders. "Yours are just... amazing."
Zee steps back with a small blush. "Thanks."
Lucas, clearly disappointed by the distance, still can't stop staring.
"So... what now?" he asks, his voice hoarse.
Zee doesn't answer with words. She takes a step forward again, slower this time, and presses her hand lightly to his chest.
"You can... just once," she says, barely above a whisper.
Lucas looks stunned, then slowly-cautiously-he lifts his hands. His palms gently cup her breasts over the fabric, thumbs brushing against the curve with trembling reverence.
Zee lets out a soft gasp, her lips parting. She doesn't move. Her eyes flutter closed for a moment.
Lucas's breath catches. He starts slow, exploring the softness through her top, his thumbs grazing tighter now. Zee bites her lip, a quiet moan slipping from her mouth. His touch grows bolder, fingers curling slightly, squeezing just enough to draw another shaky breath from her.
Then his lips find her neck-warm, hesitant at first. A gentle brush, a pause, then a deeper press. She tilts her head slightly, inviting more.
"Lucas..." she murmurs, voice half warning, half plea.
He responds by letting his lips trail upward, kissing beneath her jawline, and Zee whimpers quietly. Her hands slide up his chest, clutching the fabric of his shirt.
He presses closer, fully against her now. Her back hits the cabin wall gently, and his body traps hers. His hand cups her breast again, this time under the fabric. She gasps louder, chest rising against him.
"This okay?" he whispers.
Zee nods, eyes dazed. "Too okay..."
He kisses her again-deeper now, hungrier. His other hand slips to her waist, pulling her tighter, until their bodies are tangled like fire and smoke. His fingers knead her breast slowly, drawing out soft, helpless sounds from her lips.
Zee's hands slide up to his neck, fingers in his hair. She arches slightly into his touch, moaning into his mouth as he kisses her harder.
Minutes blur. The lines between restraint and hunger begin to shatter.
Finally, she pulls back slightly, breathing hard, her lips swollen. "That's enough... for now."
Lucas groans softly, forehead against hers. "I... didn't mean to lose control."
She smiles. "It felt good. Too good. But we still have to find Ben and Alex."
Lucas nods slowly, his cheeks red again, but his eyes filled with heat.
"Let me take my bath and change before the weather gets colder," Zee says, trying to calm her breath.
Lucas backs away gently, hands lingering for one last squeeze before he lets go. "I'll wait for you. Right here."
And with that, she disappears into the bathroom-leaving the cabin hot with the scent of desire still lingering in the air.
