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I let go of his hand so I can cling to his suit jacket. Then I do exactly what he says.
I tilt my head and open my mouth, and it all changes.
There’s nothing soft about the way he plunges his tongue into my mouth.
Nothing sweet about the way I suck on it.
Nothing gentle about the way I feel about him.
I slide my hands higher, his chest flexing under my touch.
Then I slide my hands lower, feeling that same flex in his stomach. The expensive button-down shirt does nothing to hide the feel of him.
His hands aren’t still either.
He grips my hip, holding me in place with one hand, as he slides his other palm down my neck, down my collarbone, then lower. Down the bare skin until the heel of his hand is pressed into my cleavage, between my breasts.
“Tell me I can touch you.” His demand spears through me.
“If you don’t touch me”—I arch into his hand—“I’ll drown you in the ocean.”
His lips curl into a smile against mine.
And then, as his tongue invades my mouth, he twists his wrist, his fingers rotating with the movement, sliding beneath the fabric of my dress, beneath my bra, until his hand is cupping my bare breast.
Not just cupping.
Squeezing. Feeling.
Luke pinches my nipple with his calloused fingers, and I groan into his mouth.
“Fuck,” he breathes.
Then his mouth leaves mine.
I try to grab his shirt before he can pull away, but instead of stepping away, he leans down.
Luke tugs the fabric of my dress to the side, shoving the cup of my bra down in the process, and the cooling night air ghosts over my flesh a second before his mouth closes over the peaked tip.
My moan is louder this time.
“Naughty girl.” His tongue twirls. “You trying to get us caught?”
I reach my hand down and palm his length through his pants.
Luke tips his forehead against my shoulder, letting out his own groan.
I squeeze my fingers around his length, and his size has my core pulsing.
“Naughty boy,” I whisper. “You trying to hurt me with this thing?”
“Never gonna hurt you.” Luke turns his head and licks a streak across my neck. “Promise you’ll like it when I stuff you full of this dick.”
Good god.
If words alone could get me off, I’d already be done.
“I’m gonna need a closer look before I agree to anything,” I tell him as my other hand joins the first to work on his belt.
