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The hand on my stomach flexes, and he holds me tighter. “I don’t have a condom, but I haven’t been with anyone but you since the season started and we had our physicals.”
More heat flares in my belly.
We should’ve had this conversation in Vegas since we didn’t use protection then either. But…
“It’s, um, been a while since—” I start.
“Don’t bother finishing that sentence, Princess, unless you plan to give me a name and a free pass to beat the shit out of the last man who touched what’s mine.”
Touched what’s mine.
I sway.
I literally sway on my skates.
“Luke.”
The hand over mine drags back up my arm.
I look back at him over my shoulder. “I’m on birth control.”
His jaw clenches, and I feel his hips jerk.
Luke tears his eyes from mine and goes back to working on the clasp.
It still doesn’t loosen.
“What the fuck is this made of?” Luke pulls on the material. “Is there a secret to getting it unclipped?”
I almost tell him I don’t know, that the original Blizz was the one to help me with the collar and secure the head. But it seems like it might be a bad idea to tell him about that right now. Especially since he knows I’m practically naked under here.
So, instead, I tell him to hurry.
“I’m trying,” he grunts.
I tilt my hips, pressing my ass into him.
Now that we’ve started, I need to finish. I need him to fulfill his promise and get inside me.
I’m confident we’ll work everything else out between us. We aren’t there yet, but the fact that he was so eager to apologize tells me we can do it. We can talk it out. But right now, I don’t need talking.
Right now, I need his hands on me.
“Luke. Please.”
This pull between us hasn’t dimmed at all in our time apart; it’s grown brighter. And I’m about to burn up.
His hands leave the collar and grip my hips so he can rock against me. “Say that again, Princess. Say please again.”
I lean forward, bending my arms and keeping my hands braced on the dividers. I arch my back, still clothed but presenting myself to him.
“Please, Luke,” I beg. “I need you.”
His hands drop away.
I hear the sounds of a belt being undone and a zipper being yanked down. And then his hands are back on my yeti suit.
Except he’s not gripping the collar.
