“All the time, princess.” His lips capture mine and he drags me into him.
This time last week, this kiss would have shocked me to my core. But now, after kissing four guys for most of a week, I just want more.
I tangle my hands in Luke’s silky hair as he deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue alongside mine and building that windingtension inside me. He grinds his cock against my pussy, and I moan at the aching need.
He rests his forehead against mine. Our breathing is chaotic as his fingers clench into my ass almost painfully. When I tug on his hair, he meets my gaze.
“Why did you avoid me today?” The words slip out before I can think them through. My eyes widen. I just questioned a horseman. Yes, I’ve been wondering, but I had no intention of actually asking him that. And now I’m trapped, waiting for his answer.
Maybe I can backtrack a little.
“If it was because of the game, I totally understand, but the others didn’t feel compelled to avoid me. Then again, they aren’t the quarterback, and it must take a lot of concentration to do what you do out there on the field. And you’re very good at what you do.”
He touches his lips to mine, stopping my babbling. This isn’t a normal kiss for us, but maybe it’s normal for most people. He threads his hands into my hair. Instead of taking, his mouth glides against mine. He brushes his tongue along my lower lip, and I gasp, parting my lips for him as tingles of awareness race through me. This kiss is gentle and exploring and so damn dangerous. This is the type of kiss that could destroy me.
When I slide my fingers into his silky hair, he tips my head back and deepens the kiss. His lips are soft as he moves them over mine, continuing to taste me. My heart skips a beat as I lose myself in his kiss. It’s not a battle right now. He kisses me like I mean something to him, like I’m not just another conquest.
He eases his lips away from mine and for a moment we share our breaths as we hold each other’s heads close. My insides twist at the unfamiliar feeling growing inside me. They’ve made me feel desire and passion, but this longing, this need to hold Luke, to be close to him, is like nothing I’ve felt before. It’s nota fire burning through me, but a low flame of something new. Something I’m not ready to look at too closely. After a moment, he steps back and holds his hands out to me. “Come on.”
I search his eyes, trying to figure out what that kiss means.
Not getting anything from him, I take his hands, and he helps me down. Keeping hold of one of my hands, he leads me back through my house up to my room. My heartbeat eases as he only holds my hand. Once in my room, he shuts the door, locks it, and gestures to the bed as he turns off the light.
I climb in. Will he kiss me again? I want him to. I want to drown in the taste of him. He walks around the bed to the other side and takes his jeans off before he climbs in. His arms drag me to the middle, and his warm front nestles against my back.
“Go to sleep, princess.”
He never answered my question, but now he’s spooning me. When he doesn’t move to do anything else but hold me, I breathe out the worry. He feels so safe and warm, like nothing bad can happen to me here in his arms. My eyes grow heavy and before I know it, I’m out.
CHAPTER 23
The Stand Down
Harper
“Harper?” My mom’s voice follows a knock on my door.
I startle awake, aware of Luke’s heavy arm draped around my waist and my mom at my bedroom door. Which is thankfully locked.
“Sleeping,” I call out in a scratchy voice. Luke’s arm tightens around me, drawing me back into his warmth. Butterflies lift off in my stomach as he holds me against him.
“You okay after last night?” Mom’s voice comes through the door.
It takes my mind a second to catch up. The prank, not Luke.
“Yeah, Bob and Fran went through the house, and I stayed up watching some TV before going to bed. Stayed up way too late,” I call out. “Hoping to get more sleep now.”
Luke’s nose rubs the back of my neck, making tingles light beneath my skin. I want to tell him to stop, but I also want him to continue.
“Okay, I just wanted to check on you. I’m going to bed. If you need anything or want to talk, just wake me up. Love you.”
“Love you too.” I breathe a sigh of relief as her footsteps retreat from my door.
Luke pushes his hips against my ass, and I can feel his hardness. Heat flushes through my system, and I’m not sure all of it is from embarrassment.
I just slept with Luke Foster.
Luke’s lips brush against the back of my neck as he says, “Need more sleep.”
