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My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, but his gentle touch as he combed through the wet strands of my hair helped to soothe me. His fingers glided almost effortlessly through my locks, untangling loose knots, and calming my restless mind. He always knew how to read my moods without me having to say a word.
Closing my eyes, I leaned into his palm and let out a heavy sigh. “It’s hard to say I’m thankful she did the right thing when I can’t stand her.”
He chuckled softly. “I know the feeling.”
“And I’m starting to think I’m dancing for nothing.”
“Baby,” he continued to stroke my hair, “come on.” Taking my hand in his, he helped me stand before turning on the water to the perfect temperature and grabbing the shower head hanging over the tub’s faucet. The warm water cascaded over my skin, washing away any remaining tension as he sprayed me down, rinsing off all the suds. With one final turn of the handle, he shut off the water and hung the shower head back in place. Removing my towel from the wall hook, he draped it over my body and helped me out.
As he pulled me closer, I finally allowed myself to relax in his embrace. His touch brought a sense of safety and comfort that I’d never experienced before. Being on my own for so long, it was something I had to learn to enjoy due to my independent nature. But with Dante’s betrayal, it had taken me a while to trust again. Now, with Luke’s warmth radiating onto my skin, I felt a sense of peace.
“You didn’t dance for nothing,” he whispered, running his hands up and down my arms in a soothing motion. “We’ll get him.”
Tilting my head, I studied his handsome features. “You have so much confidence.”
Taking the towel from my body, he wiped it over me, drying all the water. “These things take time.”
“I suppose,” I replied, still unsure if we could really outsmart someone as cunning as Dante.
“Trust me.” He kneeled in front of me, his intense gaze meeting mine as he dried off my legs and feet. “Him showing up immediately would’ve been too obvious.”
“That’s the thing.” I said, biting my bottom lip in thought.
He stood, laying the towel over the side of the tub. “What do you mean?”
“If there’s a spy in the club, they would be feeding all the information to Dante, right?”
Luke nodded slowly, his brow furrowing in contemplation.
“So, he must know that I’m back on stage,” I continued. “Which means our cover is compromised.”
“Or maybe the Paris thing is keeping him away?”
Racking my brain, I replayed the events of the past few weeks, searching for any clues or slip-ups that could have exposed our plan.
“We can think about it later,” he said, sensing my distress. Leading me to the bed, he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me in close. The record that had been playing in the background had long since finished, leaving us surrounded by a comfortable silence.
Pressing his lips to mine, he pulled the blankets up to our necks, cupping my breast in his hand. I moaned into his mouth, feeling his body push against mine as he deepened the kiss. I responded to his touch without hesitation, arching into him as he explored every inch of my mouth. His hand moved from my breast to between my legs, rubbing my pussy gently, teasing my entrance. My breath hitched as I felt his fingers slip inside, sending shivers down my spine.
He knew how to touch me in all the right places, making me forget about everything else except for him. He continued to tease me with his fingers, bringing me closer to the edge before pulling away. I whined in protest, but he silenced me with a slap on the side of my thigh.
Climbing between my legs, he pushed my hands together, pinning them above my head. With one hand holding me in place, he guided his cock into me with the other, filling me completely. My body writhed beneath him. Each thrust was like a wave crashing over me, sending electric shocks through my body. Gasping for air, I cried out with each deep plunge of his cock and tongue into me.
His lips were curled in a devilish grin against mine. “Do you like that, baby girl?”
“Mmhmm,” I moaned.
His cock stretched me to fucking perfection. I was soaked, hot, and throbbing for him. His eyes took in the view as he continued to fuck me hard. His mouth lowered to my nipple, sucking it in deeply. He bit down, sending a sharp tingle down to my clit.
“Fuck, Daddy,” I moaned, “you feel so fucking amazing.”
“So do yo?—”
The sound of his phone vibrating across the bedside table ruined the moment. With a disappointed groan, he collapsed onto me before rolling off and snatching up the device in one fluid motion. As he answered, I heard Ian’s sharp tone and someone in the background. I knew trouble was coming.
Yeah? Luke grumbled into the phone.
Yeah? His eyes flicked toward me, widening in alarm.
