Page 40 of Under His Guard


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He’s just so…

It doesn’t really matter, does it? Because whatever he is, Luke is right here, and right now, he could be mine if I wanted it.

All I’d have to do is let him crash his mouth against mine, claiming me in a kiss that I shouldn’t be craving as desperately as I am.

“Luke, I…”

My words trail off, and he sinks closer.

“Yes, darlin’?”

Time is a crawl as Luke begins to close the distance even more.

No, this is bad. Clara, don’t! Get out of here!

I yank myself back, leaving Luke a bit wobbly as I take several backward steps out of the living room.

“I think that’s good for today. Wouldn’t want to overdo it, right? Right. Okay, great.”

I spin around, hurrying down the hall where I know the guest bath is located.

“I’m hitting the shower!”

Everything in me is so aware that I just completely bailed because it was what had to be done, and still, I have a feeling I’ll be using the shower for personal time.

Chapter 14

Luke

“Fucking hell.”

Standing alone in my living room—again—my cock is dying to get out and give the good doc a bit of medicine only I can dole out.

The thought is so vulgar, my need so damn great, I decide Clara is right. Now’s the perfect time for a shower.

I turn on my heel, heading for the bath in my room, and all I can do is shake my head.

“You’re pushing your luck, asshole.”

And I know I am. Saying it out loud doesn’t help as much as I’d like.

There’s something about that delicious blush she wears when she gets worked up, though, that has me chomping at the bit to bring it out as much as possible.

I’ve never felt that way about anyone else before, and the absolute evil joy I get from riling her up is just getting worse the more time I spend with her.

Ugh, you are the fucking worst, Luke.

Hurrying down the hall like my ass is on fire, I rush into my bathroom and flick on the water.

I know I should be careful about getting my bandages wet, but I’m not really going in there to “get clean.”

Pulling off my pajama pants, my dick springs up. While the cool air is a bit of a shock, I know the erection is not going anywhere unless I deal with it.

With a careful step inside to the slippery floor, I let the spray rain over my head to try and cool me off.

It’s not fucking working.

Leaning back, I pull my head up from beneath the water, shaking my hair to get rid of some of the wetness.

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