Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
Just enough.
I set my gun on the bed, and start undressing but the minute, and I do mean the minute, my pants are gone she’s off that wall, reaching for me, and me for her. I catch her to me, sliding my hand under her hair and kissing the hell out of her. My hands slide and press down the seam of her backside, fingers exploring her intimately and low, before giving her another smack on that gorgeous ass.
Our mouths part and eyes meet and we both smile. It’s an us moment, the way we can go from intense, dark, and insane for each other and manage to smile in the middle of it. I drag her mouth back to mine and say, “God, I love you, woman.”
“Show me,” she challenges, and just that easily we’re back to that dark intensity.
I kiss her hard and fast, and then scoop her up, cupping her backside even as her legs wrap around my waist. I close the small space between us and the bed, lying her down on the mattress, and following, my body framing her body. My cock is between her legs, wet heat slick against my hard body, and oh hell yeah, I want to slide right in and fuck her until I can fuck no more.
But for a moment, we just linger there, the air thick around us. The push and pull of her need and mine colliding, a living breathing being in the room.
I lean in and trace her lips with my tongue. “Where would you like me to lick you next?”
“Just fuck me. Please fuck me now.”
“Where do you want me to lick you, Ana?” I press.
“Do it later. Fuck me now. I need you inside me. I mean you have a lifetime to lick me all over, right? You better. And you can. Everywhere. And I’ll do the same to you, but right now—”
I kiss her, cupping her breasts, even as I grab my cock and slide it along the wet seam of her body, fully intending to tease us both. That doesn’t happen. She is so damn wet for me, and it’s so damn hot, that I press inside her. She lets out this sound that is sexy as hell—a moan that is almost a sob—like me inside her is everything she’s been waiting for, and I’m not even trying to go slow.
I drive into her, burying myself deep and she murmurs, “Luke. God, Luke.”
My name. Her lips. My cock buried inside her.
My version of heaven on Earth. Kill me now and as I said, I’d die a happy man.
Kissing her, I roll us to our sides, trailing my lips over her jaw, her neck, and her nipple. I suckle it, lick it, and repeat, my fingers sliding into her hair in a rough tug that brings her mouth back to mine. With our lips close, I drive into her, press left and right, and say, “I will kiss you all over, Ana. Many times in this lifetime, and it still won’t be enough.” My mouth slants over hers and we’re burning alive. Pressing into each other, moving together, grinding our bodies, and yet, it’s more loving than fucking.
Still, there is a desperation to us, a need to be closer, to hold on tighter, and it’s Ana who shoves at my chest, pressing me backward. Ana, who climbs on top of me, straddles me and rides the hell out of me. And she’s sexy as fuck up there, breasts bouncing, lips parted, body all over me. I hold onto her hips, thrusting into the press of her sex to my body.
She leans into me, hands on my chest, and when my fingers pinch her nipples, that look on her face—holy hell, that look. I drag her down, her full breasts pressed against me, my fingers tangling all kinds of ways in her hair, my tongue licking into her mouth.
That’s when that sweet grind takes over, the urgent pumps of our bodies, that sends us right over the edge. She stiffens and buries her face in my neck. “Luke. I ah—Luke.”
She goes still, and my fingers splay between her shoulder blades, holding her to me, her body spasming around me. I pull her down into my thrust, the quake of my body rocking me. There is nothing but me and Ana right here, right now, and when we crash into each other, melt into one big puddle of satisfaction, I hold onto her like I will never hold onto her again. I’d lay here like this forever if I could, but a weird, shuffling sound at the door has me jerking upward and taking Ana with me.
I’m on my feet, gun in hand, in about ten seconds.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Ana
Luke’s literally naked and pointing his gun at the door, and I swear my heart beats with such fierceness that the entire hotel must vibrate from its force. If this doesn’t define our lives right now, I don’t know what does. I scramble for my gun as well, not even sure I remember when I took it off or where it rests, and end up standing beside Luke. Both of us stare down at a red envelope on the floor, just inside the door. A small wash of relief washes over me, be it that we are now facing a piece of paper versus an attack, but I’m still on edge. The hotel usually doesn’t place a bill in a red envelope.