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She gazed up at him through half-lidded eyes, managing to look both aroused and annoyed at the same time. “Forgive me if I don’t look surprised.”
“I keep wondering what would have happened if we’d kept going in your parents’ bathroom.”
“But we didn’t,” she whispered, sounding a little breathless.
Beside them, the coffee began to percolate, its rich scent filling the air.
“You’re a writer. Don’t you like to ask what-if questions?”
“I don’t write fiction.”
Luke slid his hands up her rib cage and traced the lower halves of her breasts. His cock instantly went hard.
“But let’s just pretend,” he murmured as he rubbed his thumbs over her hardened nipples. “If you hadn’t stopped me…”
“But I did,” she nearly moaned.
“Would you have let me dip my tongue inside you? Taste your hot, wet center…” He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply.
She clung to him and thrust her tongue inside his mouth. Luke tasted her heat and the mints the waitress had brought them after dinner, and he breathed her in, consumed her, unable to restrain for another second the force that pulled them together. When he felt her hands slip inside the waist of his shirt and up his back, he knew by the way his body turned liquid with sensation that he wouldn’t be able to put the brakes on if she didn’t stop them herself.
And he hoped like hell she wouldn’t. He was crazy with wanting her. Maybe a night with Jane would clear his head, make him better equipped to focus on protecting her.
But then she broke the kiss, and asked, breathlessly, “Are you doing this to prove me wrong, or because you want to?”
Luke tugged gently on her hair, until her chin tilted up, offering him easy access to her flawless neck. He sucked on the side of her neck, then moved to the spot just below her ear, and then up to her ear itself. After giving the lobe a light nip, he whispered, “Both.”
If she had a problem with his dual motives, her hand sliding down the front of his pants didn’t reveal it. Luke’s breath caught when she found the tip of his cock and teased it with her fingertips.
Only a few inches from his mouth, her tongue flicked out to wet her lips, and she gazed into his eyes with a look of complete daring. She inched her hand down until she had a firm grip on him, and she began to massage his flesh, coaxing a low moan from his throat.
“Then tonight,” she whispered, “is not your lucky night.”
Her hand withdrew from his pants, and a wicked little smile danced on her lips.
Luke blinked. He’d just been played, but he wasn’t quite ready to end the game.
“Can you blame me for wanting to prove that men aren’t just sex-obsessed morons?”
“I never said you were, but I fail to see how hopping into bed with me will cast mankind in a more positive light.”
Luke held back a smile and pressed his hips against her, then slid his thigh between her legs until he knew he was putting pressure where it mattered most. “It’s all part of my long-term plan.”
Ignoring the body contact, she quirked an eyebrow. “You have long-term plans for me?”
“I don’t expect to change your mind in one night.” Though he was pretty sure he could if he applied himself. He just didn’t see any need to rush things along.
She let her gaze fall to his jeans, then slowly travel upward. “How many nights do you think it would take?”
“Depends on how stubborn you are about changing your mind.”
Some part of him hoped she’d be really, really stubborn.
He found her nipple again, which he teased with the lightest of caresses.
Try as she might, she couldn’t hide the way her body was reacting. Her breath had grown shallow, and when she spoke again, her question came out in a whisper. “What makes you so sure you can succeed?”
He shrugged and dipped his hand into the neckline of her shirt, inside her bra to her bare, hot flesh. “Call me confident.”
“How about arrogant and presumptuous?” she said, but she didn’t shy away from his touch.
“I like confident better.”
Her eyelids fluttered shut as he explored her flesh. “That’s not fair.”
“What isn’t fair?” Luke asked, as he trailed his other hand down her hip and over her thigh, up her skirt. He dipped his fingers between her legs and under her panties and found her so exquisitely hot and wet, the desire to plunge himself inside her was almost unbearable. Instead, he entered her tight opening with his fingertips, and she made an animal sound in her throat.
“That,” she whispered.
“I never said I’d keep it above the belt,” he said before kissing her again.
