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When I open my eyes, I'm overwhelmed by the light in the room. Deep breath. Ground yourself. I am Alyssa Summers. I am in New York City, my home for the next six months.
I can do this.
Whatever this is.
The door creaks open but I don't turn towards it.
"I'm not ready to talk yet," I say.
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"I'm not interested in talking." Luke's voice is serious, low and deep.
I bite my lip. He wants to not talk with me. God, I hope he means what I think he means.
"You know, Ally," he says. "I almost can't decide if I want to step in the shower with you or if I want to enjoy the view."
"There's a better view in here."
"So there is," he says.
My heart pounds against my chest. When did it get so damn hot in here?
He opens the shower door, the steam escaping into the rest of the bathroom. Damn, he looks so fucking sexy. His hair is messy and his skin glistens with a faint layer of sweat. Sometimes I forget how irresistible he is. Every part of him is perfect--his round, sculpted shoulders, his strong chest, his perfectly chiseled abs.
My breath gets heavy. I need this. I need this so fucking badly.
And then he slides his boxers to the floor. Jesus. He's hard already.
He steps inside the shower, shutting the glass door behind him. Fuck, he's so close and I want so badly for him to touch me.
His expression is intense. His eyes are wide, his pupils dilated...
"Please don't tell me you're only here for the view."
He grabs my hips and presses me against the tile wall. His grip gets tighter, rough and gentle all at once. He moves closer, his body pressing against mine. Jesus. His skin on mine is pure electricity, and my body buzzes with need.
He pushes me hard against the tile and brings his lips to mine. His kiss is possessive, his lips sucking on mine. I reach for him, clawing at his back, sighing into him.
"Fuck me," I groan.
He doesn't say anything, but he brings his lips to my ears. I press my fingers into his back. Then I feel his lips on my ears. He sucks on my earlobe, softly at first. Then harder, his teeth scraping against it. He starts to move his hands. Over my hips and stomach. And then they're on my chest.
The sensation is so different than usual, so much hotter and wetter. His teeth scrape against my ear. Pangs of desire shoot through me, straight to my core. He brings his hand to my breasts. Fuck.
"Luke," I moan, arching my body into his until I can feel his cock against me. I grab his ass, pulling his body towards mine. But he grabs my hips and pushes me hard against the tile.
"Not yet," he whispers in my ear. He takes a long look at me, his eyes filling with delight. "You're too fucking sexy, Ally."
He cups my breasts, his expression getting more and more intense. I'm desperate with want, almost shaking. I kiss him, hard, my tongue plunging into his mouth. He responds with the same ferocity, kissing me hard, sliding his fingers over my nipples. I groan, and he responds with a harder touch. Every stroke of his finger sends another pang of desire through me. My sex clenches. "Luke..." I moan. "Please. Fuck me."
"Soon," he says, and he presses his lips against my neck. Then my collarbone.
Almost. Please...
Then he brings his mouth to my nipple. At first he only brushes it with his lips. It's so light and delicate, I can barely stand it. I dig my hands into his hair, and he does it again.
"Don't stop," I groan.
