He dropped his hands from her neck, holding onto her fingers gently. “About tonight…”
Naya had been so intent on getting out of his home that she hadn’t even thought about the fact that they were supposed to be together again tonight. And that realization sent her head spinning with eagerness, excitement. Oh my! Another night in this man’s arms doing all of the things he’d done to her last night. “Yes?” she asked, holding her breath and praying that he wouldn’t tell her that something had come up. But that was probably it, she thought, trying to brace herself.
“What time should I pick you up?” he asked. “Do you have clients today?”
Naya almost sagged with relief. “You still want to see me tonight?”
His eyes revealed his surprise at her question. “Are you kidding me?”
Naya glanced down at her fingers. “I would understand if you didn’t…”
“Naya, look at me,” he growled. When she turned her head to look up at him, she felt as if she might just throw up, her nerves made her feel sick. “Not only do I want you to come over tonight, but I don’t want you to leave me now. I would prefer carrying you right back to my bed and making love to you for the rest of the day. And then starting all over tonight!”
She laughed even as her heart tripped in anticipation. “Really?”
“Yes! Hell Naya, you’re the one who set up all the rules. If you don’t want to come over tonight, you’re going to have to be honest and tell me.”
“I do!” she stated firmly, almost before he’d even finished speaking.
“Good! Because I know that you enjoyed last night.” He leaned closer and kissed her gently. “I’m going to be in pain until tonight,” he told her, taking her hand and resting it against his erection.
Naya was shocked by his gesture and tried to pull her hand away. How could he be rock hard already? “What did I do to cause that to happen?” she asked, her voice a softer, huskier version of what she normally sounded like.
“You breathed,” he groaned.
Naya couldn’t stop the small movement of her hand against that rock hard part of him. She wanted to explore him, to feel him without the material of his slacks in the way. But when she started to touch him more, his eyes flashed fire down at her. “You’re either going to have to stop doing that, Naya, or we’re going back to bed, right now.”
She smiled at his reaction, unaware of the feminine triumph in her eyes. “I’ll see you tonight,” she told him, even though she wanted to head back to his bedroom right this moment. She needed to be sensible though. He had to get to work and she needed to clear her mind and focus on the client she was taking through houses today.
“What time are you finished tonight?” he asked her.
She opened the door and looked back at him. “I’m working with out of town clients, so they’ll probably finish up early. What time will you be finished at your office?”
“As early as possible,” he purred, his voice still husky and the need blatant in his eyes.
Naya briefly glanced down at his erection and smiled, knowing that she was still affecting him this way.
“Call me when you’re finished at work,” she said and then whipped around. As she walked out the door, she wasn’t aware of the sensual sway of her hips or the bright smile on her beautiful features. But Luke saw both. He was still in pain, but he felt a triumphant burst of pride that he’d done that to Naya. She was always so reserved despite her lush body. And he’d brought out the woman in her!
Luke took a moment to get his body back under control. He gripped the edge of the countertop, trying to keep himself from walking to the door and pulling her back inside. He wanted to make love to her again this morning. Just one more time. Inhaling deeply, he pulled himself back, keeping himself under control.
No. Tonight. He would see her again tonight. Maybe he could get off work early and take her out to dinner. Or just get her into his bed and make love to her instead of eating. Food wasn’t as necessary as Naya now.
Chapter 8