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He smiled lazily. "I am. But that doesn't mean I'm not soaking in everything about this moment. The way you’re sitting here in my lap, telling me you want to be mine forever."
I sucked in a breath. My heart was beating even wilder. I hadn't said that out loud, yet it was what I meant.
“I do. That’s exactly what I want. I’ve got big dreams about our house.”
“Do tell.”
“It needs two terraces. One where we can watch the sunrise and the other where we can see the sunset. Five bedrooms. For home offices and our gazillion kids.”
He kissed me then, hard and relentless. He tasted like champagne and man. I loved it. I loved him.
Moving his mouth down my neck, he spoke against my skin. “I’ve wanted you here on my desk since you were in my office the first time.”
I gasped as heat instantly pooled between my thighs. I felt his fingers grabbing my zipper, lowering it. Knowing there was no way he could get me naked like this, I stood up, taking a step sideways.
Luke watched me silently. His eyes looked dangerous in the dark.
“Take off your dress, Meg. I want to watch you.”
I pushed it down my shoulders, wiggling it past my hips. It had sewn-in cups, so I didn’t need a bra. I was wearing black silk panties, which I pushed down my legs, straightening up as I stepped out of them.
Luke rose from his armchair the next second. I shuddered as he stepped closer. He unbuttoned his shirt, throwing it on the floor. He was a truly gorgeous man. I couldn't get enough of watching those muscles flex as he moved: his strong arms, those perfect, delectable abs, and not to mention his shoulders. They were my kryptonite, strong and sturdy. He cupped the side of my face, brushing his thumb along my jaw.
Then he kissed me deliciously, dirty and wet. My whole body came alive, want and need slamming into me. Rising on my tiptoes, I put my forearms on his shoulders and ran my fingers through his hair. It was soft and a bit curly, and I loved tugging at it. He groaned against my mouth, grasping my hips and pulling me against him. I felt his erection against my entrance through his pants, and I cried out.
Tremors shook me. I could already feel the climax forming deep inside me; I knew it was going to shake me to my bones.
We pulled apart, and he kissed down my chest, keeping his hands on my hips. He kissed between my breasts and then nuzzled each of them with the tip of his nose. I clasped his shoulders again. When he rolled his tongue around my nipple, my pussy pulsated as if they were interconnected somehow. He looked up at me as he went farther, and my skin tingled.
This felt so intimate. He pushed my ass against the edge of the desk and went down farther, driving the tip of his nose just above my pussy. My center pulsated. I wanted him to put his mouth on me. Ineededit.
He pulled back a little bit and then lowered one hand between my legs, pressing his thumb on one thigh and his little finger on the other one. The message was clear: he wanted me to spread my legs for him. I obliged immediately. And then he put the tip of his tongue right over my entrance. I threw my head back. He slid his tongue farther down, and I buckled over him. I felt one of his big hands rest on my rib cage, sustaining my weight.
He straightened me back up. His mouth was still on me, hot and wicked, and I didn't even know what to do with myself. Pleasure coiled through me.
"Luke! Oh God. Luke! Luke!" I exclaimed.
He moved the hand from my rib cage to my breast, cupping it before flicking the nipple between his fingers. That stimulation was too much for me to bear. I'd never been so sensitive in my life. It was as if my body had decided to trust him without any restraints and responded to anything he did to me with an overwhelming reaction. I was so far gone and so wet that I felt self-conscious about it, but he didn't seem to care one bit.
When he took his mouth away from me, blowing a bit of cold air across my skin, I gasped. I didn't even have a moment to process it before his hot mouth was on me again, his lips pulling at my clit. I felt my climax building inside me. It formed slowly, and I settled into it, but then it slammed into me so fast that it cut my breath away. My entire body clamped up. I was bracing myself. I cried out, taking one of my hands from his shoulder. He gripped it in his, interlacing our fingers, keeping me steady while he licked and nipped until I almost couldn't stand it anymore.
But I didn't want him to stop. I felt the waves of release and basked in them. How could this possibly feel so good?
"Oh my God," I whispered. "Oh my God."
"That's it, baby. Give me all your pleasure." He took his mouth away from me, but he was still applying pressure with his thumb. It felt different than before, but I was slowly coming down from my high. Opening my eyes, I saw he was looking directly at me.
"You're fucking gorgeous."
I felt beautiful. I expelled a huge breath, attempted to talk, but all I could murmur was “Mm-hmm.” I was still processing the surprising force of my orgasm.
He laid me back at the edge of the desk, lifting my thighs until they were bent up at my sides. The moon was shining in the back. He was towering over me, upper body tilted slightly.
"You are so damn beautiful. I’m the luckiest man to have you here like this, open, waiting for me. Wanting me."
I felt his fingers at my entrance while he skimmed his other hand on my right thigh, then my left one. He slid one finger inside me, and I arched my back. On instinct, I lifted my arms, putting them over my head.
"No, let me see you, beautiful." His tone was strong, commanding. He added a second finger and leaned over me. Putting an arm on the desk, he kissed down my rib cage, my left boob, up my chest, and then my neck.
