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“Then you can say goodbye to the multi-million dollar deal I made in San Francisco!”
The voice screaming through the speakerphone drew a sharp breath and began a violent coughing fit. When itrecovered, his tone was shrewd.
“What deal?”
“I didn’t tell you, but I discovered a bed-and-breakfast chain in the city with high profit margins and cut them a deal. They’re all over California, and we have plans to expand to Oregon and Nevada. It will net us an annual thirty million dollars. I was going to tell you when it was finalized.”
I almost winced at the unspoken plea in Luke’s voice: I wanted to impress you, Dad.
“What will make me happy is having a son that doesn’t shame me and the name he was born into. When are you visiting me?”
Luke didn’t bother answering back. He smashed his fist down and ended the call, making the phone bounce off the table. He picked it up and hurled it again. Themachine flew at the glass, but itwas one of those expensive, well-constructed, sleek models and it didn’t break.
“Luke, stop!”
His screams seemed to be a combination of insults and unintelligible outbursts of sheer rage.
I never saw him lose complete control like this.If I touched him, would he whirl around and unleash some of his rage on me? He kicked the phone across the room and paced in front of the glass, refusing to turn face me.
“Luke!”
He slammed his fist into the wall and crushed his hand. I saw his dark reflection.His lips were parted as if he had just finished anexhausting run. “Fuck,I hate him."
My hand touched his trembling shoulder and I took it as a good sign he didn’t throw my hand off. I spread my fingers and stroked his shoulder. When he didn’t protest, I lifted my other hand and did the same to the other side. Luke’s body leaned against mine. My heartbeat was almost painful.
I should say something. “I’m sorry that your father is such a...” Asshole? Jerk?
Luke took one of my hands inside his and I felt a swift flare of attraction as he traced lines in my palm. “Bastard.”
“He’s just cranky from his illness.”
He smiled. “He’s been like this my whole life, Jessica.”
“Well, maybe’s pissed that you won’t visit him.”
“Hell, maybe you’re right. Maybe I need to placate him with a fucking visit.”
His hollowed eyes shined with years of tortured anguish. Deep down, he was still a little boy desperate for his father’s approval and some scrap of affection. He knew he would never get it.
He didn’t move from me, the same resigned expression on his face I knew deeply. His lips pulled into a bitter, half-smile and he shrugged his shoulders.He moved in closer before I could speak. “I need to feel good about something.”
His lips came crashing down on mine and I responded with a fervor that made his back slam against the glass wall. It was probably our first real kiss, not borne out of a desire to present an image to the press, but out of a visceral need to feel better. I neededhis closeness, his naked chest writhing over mine, and his lips and tongue fondling my breast. I moaned into his mouth as his hands slid underneath my shirt and groped my breasts, his thumbs slipped under my bra and grazed my flesh, flicking my erect nipples.
Luke’s mouth pulled away only to lift my shirt, and then his lips sealed against mine once again, his hot hands wrapped around my back to search for the clasp of my bra. It snapped away with one twist of his fingers and I felt the shock of the cold stinging my nipples. Luke closed the space between us and kissed my neck. My head tilted, and I let myself dissolve into the ecstasy that was his lips and tongue. His fingertips ran up and down my body, running up the small of my back and along the curve of my breasts. Then his hands teased the waistband of my jeans, slipping his fingers through to stroke the top of my ass, curving over my hipbones and slidingdown the thin fabric of my underwear. His middle finger stroked my mound in a circular motion, both of us breathing hard. The familiar feeling of desire and anxietyreared up again, but I knew I was safe with Luke and it wasincredible. I reached down and unzipped my jeans and Luke bent down to pull my jeans and panties down my legs. I wrapped my arms around myself, now completely exposed, and gazed at Luke with a little of fear.
He sighed in pained voice. “You are so gorgeous and I want you so badly, but—”
“—No.” I covered his mouth with my hand and his blue eyes cut through me. “Please, don’t. I need this, too.”
My head was ringing. I was stark naked in Luke Pardini’s hotel suite, overlooking the night sky of London in his office. Perhaps I was dreaming. He nodded at me and I uncovered his lips.
“Ok, then.”
He grinned as he swept me into his arms and I yelped as I liftedinto the air. Luke sat down in the chair with my body in his arms. I curledover his legs and chest. I liked it. It was much more intimate. His cock was like a rock under my legs and I felt a stab in my chest, but he leaned over and kissed me, stifling my violent vortex of thoughts. Then he kissed my neck and then my breast until his tongue went for the kill and sucked my puckered nipple until it was raw.
I moaned his name and wrapped my arms around his head, tugging at his dark locks as he sucked and tongued. His other hand groped down my hips, searching for the damp heat between my legs. His fingers found my slit, and he rubbed the ridge of his middle finger up and down; I was so wet I could hear myself all over his hands.
Everything condensed to just us; the external sounds disappeared, and the background seemed to fall away like in a dream. His body was lean and hard, full of a powerful desire for me. He was like a furnace, chasing away every wisp of cold that clung to my skin. He stroked a finger inside me, curving it and striking just the right spot with the tip of his finger. I bucked my hips and cried out as pleasure bloomed all over my body.
