“But…” My voice trailed when one of his hands lifted from my lower back and slowly started to skim my spine underneath his t-shirt I was wearing. I swallowed loudly and tried to focus on our feet moving back and forth to the sound of the rain, but I lost the battle. Pretty fucking quick.
When his mouth nuzzled my neck, I let my head fall to the side, enjoying his scruffy chin on my skin.
I breathed, “Luke…” My insides were on fire. Simmering, hot fire. I wanted him. In every way possible.
Luke slowly pulled me away from his body, his darkened eyes scanning the pair of mine. They dipped to my mouth, then back up again, and I knew I couldn’t resist. The control I held on my attraction was slowly seeping through the cracks of my fingers. He leaned in a fraction, letting me make the move, and I did.
I made it as slow and as sensual as I possibly could, giving myself that small fraction of time to back away at the last second. But I didn’t. I didn’t back away. I placed my lips on his, enjoying his minty breath. I slid my tongue in first, and then his hands gripped my hips and I was pushed up against his hard body in a flash.
Luke’s tongue was talented and experienced, and I felt like I was free-falling just by the stroke of it. Catching our breath, he pulled me away again. I could tell he was about to sweep the floor right out from under my feet, so I stopped him.
“We really shouldn’t do this.” My voice was barely audible. I forced myself to say it, the words strained against my lips. They almost felt wrong.
“Why?”
“Because I won’t get involved with you, Luke. It’s the one hard rule in my life. I won’t do it.” My voice broke a little at the end and I felt my heart still in my chest.
Luke took a deep breath. “I understand, Cammie.” I could hear the disappointment in his voice clear as day. “I understand why you won’t get involved with someone like me. Considering your past. I get it. I do. But…”
I licked my lips. “But what?”
“That doesn’t mean I like it.” He flicked his eyes to mine. “I don’t like it at all. Because… you’re the woman I want.”
My heart stuttered in my chest. I moved my eyes away from his piercing stare and glanced at the candles, watching the flame flicker slowly.
Then I took a huge gulp of air and brought my eyes back to his. My voice was barely above a whisper. “Maybe we can just pretend…” I felt heat travel up my neck. I was dunked in a huge pool of vulnerability, and I didn’t like it.
Luke looked away, for just a second. “Like a one-time thing?”
A one-time thing. Could I handle a one-time thing like this with someone like him? Every time I was around him, I found myself wanting more. I wanted more time with him. Sex aside, I just wanted more. It didn’t matter what we were doing, I just wanted to be around him. To be with him.
I found myself nodding despite every single thing flying through my head.
“Are you sure?” He looked concerned, but I nodded my head again.
He blew out a long breath and murmured, “Okay…” Then he picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist.
I took my hands and cupped them onto the sides of his face and let my emotions do the rest of the talking. I blocked out every single thing going on in my head, but not before the last thought filtered through, What if I broke the rules for him?
* * *
When we reached Luke’s bedroom, he flung me around swiftly and sat me on top of his messy covers. My legs were hanging off the side of the bed and he was towering over me, pulling his shirt over his head in one swift movement. I was already ready for him; I could feel the warmness between my legs. I was almost embarrassed at how needy I was.
When he lowered himself over me, he grabbed my hands and pushed them up above my head, sneaking kisses behind my ear and trailing them down my neck. Releasing his hand that was intertwined with mine, he pushed my shirt up just a little and let his fingers skim the skin on my stomach. I shivered. When his hand dipped lower, I couldn’t contain the breathy moan that escaped my lips.
His next words really did me in. “I’m going to taste every last bit of you, Cammie. Especially since this is a one-time thing.”
Holy shit, my fantasy was coming true.
Luke’s hand pulled the waistband of my (his) boxers down to my thighs and slowly slipped them over my legs. It was excruciatingly slow and I felt every piece of fabric pass across my skin, which only intensified my need for his touch.
First, he bent his head down and kissed my hip bone, causing my entire body to tremble. My nipples hardened underneath my shirt at the same time that one of his hands went underneath it to softly caress my mound. A moan escaped my mouth, and then I was rendered speechless because his warm mouth found my center.
The first soft kiss placed between my legs was enough to make my toes curl. My breath caught and my eyes flew open at the incredible amount of pleasure pumping through my veins.
Luke was definitely a mastermind with his tongue. He licked, sucked, and nipped me several times before I started to buck my hips up to meet his mouth. I was so close to falling over the edge, and he pushed me even further when he took his thumb and started to circle me. His tongue fucked me fast, and I was desperate. I finally took my hand and pushed my fingers through his hair as my hips met his warm mouth one last time, because I was coming. And I was coming hard.
The pulsing feeling lasted for what seemed like an eternity. I was in a blissful state and I could barely keep my eyes open when Luke stood up, dropping his pants in two seconds flat. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room and I was thankful for the tiny flame on the dresser, giving me just the right amount of light to see him in all his glory.