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“I wasn’t supposed to want you while we’re alone.”
The lines are fucking blurred.
“Do you want me to stop?”
I didn’t want to stop touching him, or for the warmth on my back to disappear. I looked at him. He seized my head, almost forcing his lips over mine. I fell backward onto the couch and gasped as his heavy weight fell over me. I registered nothing but shock.
Holy crap, what’s happening?
My heart pounded somewhere in my throat. All I could focus on was the sharp contours of Luke’s body over mine, his mouth devouring every inch of my flesh as he kissed a hot trail down my neck.
I heard myself murmur a small oath as his lips and tongue brushed hotly over the top of my breast. A small moan ripped through me as he teased the delicate flesh, sending sharp, electrical signals down my spine. I marveled at how strong the response was in my body; it was jarring. My fingers tangledin his dark head, roaming up and down his lean back.
He let out a small moan as he pulled back, teasing the buttons of my blouse out of their holes one by one. “God, you are incredible.”
I said nothing. I couldn’t speak—I was confused. Desire and fear were mingling together in a whirlwind of emotion, crashing against my ribcage like an animal clawing to get out.
I want him, but am I ready for this?
An impatient voice inside me told me to shut the hell up.
His face had that drowsy look, infused with lust. I sat up and allowed my shirt to roll off my shoulders. Every sound wasamplified asit dropped to the ground with a harsh whisper. I felt the bulge of his cock vivid against my thigh. The roar of my blood pounding in my ears was deafening. Iwanted his hands all over my naked flesh. My imagination took hishands moving inside the waistband of my jeans and forced them to curve into my wetness. My stomach trembled. Oh God, I wanted this. My legs moved on either side of his waist.
He groaned and leaned forward, his lips kissing at my breast and his fingers scraping my shoulders, the thin bra straps falling down my arms. With every kiss, I was being healed. It was as though Luke was reaching inside my core and mending my pieces back together.
Why did I wait this long? This feels so good.
“Dammit,” he hissed as pulled back from me as though he burned. “This isn’t right.”
It was like falling into an ice bath, and the wonderful, euphoric feeling dissipated like gas. “What?”
His face was hot and bothered, his lips still swollen. He held mein his handsand stroked my cheek. “Ireally want to, Jessica. But it’s not right. You’re an employee.”
“To hell with that! I want this, too.”
He shook his head and moved away from me. I think he wanted to distance himself as much as possible.
He leapt up from the couch, terrified by how close he had come to losing control. Luke dashed out of sight and I was left with the searing heat of his hands all over my flesh, slowly fading away.
* * *
LUKE PARDINI CAUGHT IN FOOTBALL MATCH BRAWL
Under the bold headline was a rather impressive photo of Luke clocking the West Ham supporter with a terrific right hook.
Years of boozing finally seems to be catching up to young Luke Pardini, as he was caught fighting a West Ham supporter earlier today at Boleyn Ground.
Not wanting to read anymore, I set down Brandon’s smart phone. Luke leaned back into his chair and his cheeks filled with air, looking like he was past caring about anything at all. A small bruise bloomed on his cheek, but I covered most of the damage using my makeup.
I didn’t forget about what happened earlier. I could barely pay attention to the conversation; my mind kept obsessing over how amazing Luke’s tongue was like dancing on my skinand how close we had come toward steamysex. I felt my chest burn in the same area where his lips had touched my breast. I clenched my fists under the table.
Luke gave no impression he was thinking of the same thing. He raised an eyebrow at me.
“Whatever happens, happens,” he said as the server set down three dripping mugs of cider in front of us.
“Cheers,” Brandon said to the waiter. He swiveled his concerned gaze to Luke, who picked up his mug and gulped it down.
I looked down at the golden liquid and took a sip. It was crisp and light, like apple juice but not as sweet, with a slight kick of alcohol.
