He tosses the microphone to a guy standing nearby, and grabbing my hand, whisks me up the walkway toward the doors.
People are still cheering for us, and it feels amazing. It’s the affirmation I needed.
We fly out the doors, back into the hotel, and into the elevator. The doors barely close behind us before we are all over each other. His mouth is on my mouth. His hands are on my body. He’s touching me, feeling me, loving me.
I want him. I want him so fucking bad it hurts. I press into him, and I can feel his hard cock sinking into my hip.
He pulls back and looks at me. “I want to be with you. Fuck what my dad did and fuck whatever anyone else thinks. I was so stupid for doubting that things could work between us. I should have listened to my heart and never pushed you away. I love you, Jade. I love you, like I’ve never loved anyone or anything before.”
“I love you, too,” I say. Tears are falling from my eyes again. “Judging from the crowd’s reaction, I don’t think anyone thinks any less of us for being in love.”
Luke gently brushes my tears away with the tips of his fingers and smiles. “I know. Trust me. I feel like a jackass that I ever thought they would. Can you forgive me?”
“After that speech, I suppose I can give you another chance to make it up to me.”
The elevator doors open. He grabs my hand, and we run down the hall. He shoves the key card into the slot and throws the door open.
We go inside of the suite, and our lips lock together again. I hear the door close on its own, shutting us away from anything but each other. His hands rove over my body, touching me the way I’m dying to be touched.
He moves his hands to my ass and squeezes.
“I love this dress,” he says against my lips. “But I want it off.”
He spins me around so my back is to him, and his fingers clasp the zipper. He yanks, and the dress opens in the back.
The air feels cold against my flushed skin, and goosebumps pebble my flesh.
“I want you so much, Jade,” he says as he helps remove the dress from my body.
I pull my arms through the sleeves and then shimmy out of it as he drags it to the floor. I’m only wearing panties since the dress has a built-in bra.
He gazes down at me hungrily.
“I want you, too,” I whisper.
His palms graze my breasts, and I shiver. His eyes lock with mine, shining with love. “Not just like that,” he says. “I want you. All of you. I want you to be mine forever.”
I look down at where his hands are resting and laugh. “I want you, too. Forever.”
He moves his hands to my waist and pulls me into him. “You’re so perfect,” he says, kissing me again.
I love the way he tastes. It’s sweet, as if he had a piece of fruit with his breakfast this morning. Or maybe it’s just that I’ve missed kissing him.
His hands slide down to my ass. He gives me a spank, and I jerk my body into him. He kisses me and pushes me at the same time, so that I’m walking backwards to the bed. I feel it against my legs, and he pushes a little harder, knocking me off my feet, onto the bed.
He pulls down my red thong and throws it to the floor. Placing two fingers on my clit, he begins to stroke me.
I moan at how good it feels. It’s not just his touch that has me soaring, although it certainly helps. It’s the fact that all the worries and the doubts have evaporated into nothing. There is nothing standing between us anymore, and it feels amazing.
He stops, and I open my eyes. He trails his finger down my clit until he finds my aching slit. “Damn,” he says, his voice low and deep. “You are so fucking wet.”
Then he plunges his finger inside of me. I gasp at the pleasure it sends rippling through my body. He pulls back out and pushes it back in. The steady rhythm is driving me crazy, and my body won’t sit still.
I grind my hips against his hand, desperate to feel more. I want to feel all the pleasure he can give me, hard and fast. And I want to come more than anything right now.
I close my eyes again and feel him slide another finger into me. My hands reach for my breasts with a mind of their own, squeezing them and pinching my nipples. My hips writhe on the bed as he strokes me with his fingers, in and out.
He picks up the pace, and I moan louder. He grabs my nipple and pulls.