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At least until he tugged her to her feet and undressed her slowly and deliberately, kissing every inch of skin he uncovered until she stood before him in only her black lace underwear.
He slowly dragged a finger over the outer edge, watching her face as he did so, and Jordan grabbed his shoulders.
“If you tell me all your underwear is this sexy, I’m going to be very pissed I took this long to see it,” he said.
She didn’t have a chance to respond before he picked her up and laid her gently back on the bed, covering her body with his.
The gesture was sweetly old-fashioned, but there was nothing sweet about the way his hand slid between her legs, nudging her thighs apart so he could stroke her over her panties.
Jordan arched up with a surprised gasp. The gasp turned to a moan as his tongue swiped gently across her aching nipple.
She clung to him as his fingers teased her lightly over the fabric, his tongue mimicking the same torture until she finally dug her nails into his back. Hard. “Luke.”
His hand slipped beneath her panties at the same time that he sucked her nipple into his mouth, and the twin contact of his finger and lips sent her spiraling over the edge of control, her orgasm crashing around her almost before she had a chance to register the ecstasy of it.
When the unexpected tremors finally stopped, she opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling. “Um. So that happened.”
Luke slowly withdrew his hand, moving over her to kiss her mouth slightly. “Didn’t hear me complaining, did ya?”
She held his gaze as she reached down to undo his belt buckle and buttons of his jeans, then slid her palms into the back and shoved both them and his boxers down over his hips.
His eyes darkened when she wrapped a hand around his steely length. His lips parted as she stroked him, his breathing harsh as he dipped his head to take her mouth in a possessive kiss.
Jordan rolled a thumb over the velvety tip of him, moving her hand faster, and he swore softly, tearing his mouth away from hers to grapple frantically at the nightstand drawer.
She heard the rip of a condom, let him move her hand away so he could roll it over his length.
Luke peeled off her panties before shoving at his own jeans. Jordan’s legs wrapped around his waist before he could get them all the way off.
“Greedy,” he said on a groan, as his erection brushed her wet flesh.
Jordan lifted her eyebrows. What are you going to do about it?
He answered with a hard thrust inside her that had each gasping the other’s name with a need she suspected neither of them wanted.
When he was buried to the hilt, they stayed still for just a long moment.
She tried to ignore how perfectly their bodies fit together, tried to deny how nobody had ever felt this good.
But when he began to move inside her, she knew there was no escaping the truth.
This was what sex was all about. The tremor of impatient hands, the thrust of needy bodies…
The strange fear and ecstasy that came from the quiet whisper in the back of your mind: this one.
Luke’s arms had been braced above her, holding his weight above her, but now her hands lifted to his back, tugging him down in the strange desire to be as close as possible.
He hesitated for only a second—as though he too felt and feared the intimacy—before giving in, lowering his chest to hers.
His hands found hers, fingers entwined on either side of her head, as he buried his face in her neck.
He bit down softly and she came, her sharp cry mingling with his. They rode it together, surviving each earth-shattering tremor until they both went still.
Luke started to push up off her, but her arms wrapped around him. “Please stay,” she whispered. “Just for a second.”
He lifted his head, a hand brushing her hair away, and searched her face.
She wanted to ask him what he saw in her expression, because she wasn’t at all sure how to describe what she felt.
