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Sally raised her upper body, bracing on her elbows, and stared into his eyes. He met her curious gaze as he deliberately swept his tongue from one end of her folds to the other. He grinned when she threw herself down on the pillows, uttered something beneath her breath that sounded suspiciously like the f-word and fisted the sheets with both hands. The fact she was already wet and slick made the full length of his hard-on throb with impatience. God, he ached to be inside her warmth, and he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer.
“Oh my God! What are you doing?” She moved her hands to his hair, grabbing two fistfuls and tugging.
Luke quickly loosened her grip and pulled her hands free, holding both of them down on her stomach. “It’ll become obvious in a minute, sunshine.” He slid one finger deep inside her, followed by a second, and worked them in and out in a rhythmic movement. Each push inward allowed him to thumb her sweet spot hidden in the triangle of hair, resulting in her thrashing and pulling to free her hands.
“Luke! It’s too much. I need you now.”
He almost couldn’t resist her plea. How long had it been since anyone had wanted him that badly? But it was obvious no one had ever tended to her needs before, and he meant for her to have it all tonight—wanted her to know how good sex could be…would always be. He didn’t have as much control over himself as he’d like for their first time. Another day, he’d make up for that, when his need wasn’t so raw.
Luke continued his sensory exploration, bringing her to the edge twice and backing off before she reached her release. He was fairly certain she issued the ultimate insult to his mother beneath her breath as he started over again. This time, when he felt her body tense and arch against him, he sucked her swollen womanhood into his mouth and rolled it unrelentingly between his tongue and teeth until she came, crying out his name.
He pulled himself alongside her, holding her until her trembling subsided. A drop of moisture rolled down her cheek, and Luke brushed it away, landing kisses on both eyes. “You okay?”
She nodded. “You could have warned me.”
“About what?”
“That you were going to make me lose control. That I’d feel so alive it’s scary. That one experience and I’d be addicted to you…and what you do to me. Great! I’m a sex addict!”
Sally’s words, though apparently meant to sound accusing, had no sting. When she couldn’t maintain a straight face any longer, a bubble of laughter surfaced. Luke drew his arms tighter around her and covered her mouth with his in a kiss bearing all the tenderness he felt for her.
“Don’t let that get around, babe. Every male between here and the Montana border will want to supply your fix, and I’ll have to fight them all.” One hand stroked the silky skin of her back. It was hard not to be elated by her words, especially the addicted-to-him part. He was more than fine with that. “In my own defense, I didn’t know that part of it was a first for you until we got into it a ways. You said you trusted me, so I made an executive decision. Would you rather I’d stopped?” Luke dropped a kiss on her lips, then cocked an eyebrow as he awaited her response.
A smirk lifted one corner of her mouth. “No. Stopping definitely wasn’t an option.”
“Okay. Good to know.” He captured her lips again and rolled until his body covered hers and his arousal pressed against the warmth of her core. “Actually, I was hoping you’d say that, because we’re not exactly finished.” Luke rubbed his hard-on along her naked thigh. “Just one more little item.”
Sally laughed and wrinkled her cute little nose. “It doesn’t feel that little.”
“I’m glad you think so.” Luke took her mouth roughly, claiming her with an urgency he couldn’t keep in check any longer. He pushed to his knees and reached for the condoms on the nightstand. Grasping the box, he ripped open the package, sending foil packets flying in every direction. Managing to locate one that had landed between Sally’s legs, he freed it from yet more packaging and rolled it on, while she tried to stifle her giggles, unsuccessfully. Damn good thing he didn’t have a confidence problem.
Spreading her legs wider, he lowered himself again, covering her mouth and swallowing the remainder of her laughter. With his shaft positioned snugly at her opening, he rocked back and drove in to the hilt. Her surprised cry went unheard as he plundered her mouth, probing with his tongue and savoring her taste. Her sweet warmth wrapping around his swollen manhood was far better than he could have imagined. Mind games had kept him alive for months, make-believe scenes just like this one, but his preconceived ideas crumbled into dust in the face of reality. This woman was real. He loved her so much his heart ached. She loved him too. He was sure of that, even though she hadn’t voiced it yet. She was his now, and he’d never let her down again.
Luke stared at her beautiful face as he drew out and then thrust forward, seating himself deep inside her again, grinding his pelvis against her sweet spot with each pass. After repeating the sequence several more times, he increased the tempo. The blatant need in her eyes seemed to match his, and he let go of some of his control, driving into her harder. Though Sally hooked her legs around his hips and met him thrust for thrust, she was still much smaller than he, more delicate. He’d never forgive himself if he hurt her, even accidentally.
A sensual smile forming, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his lips to hers, inserting her sweet tongue in his mouth while he sank into her. As he felt his release within reach, a tremor rocked her again, and she breathed his name before shattering in his arms. Gathering her tightly, he buried himself in her hot sheath as his climax slammed into him and he continued to pulse and twitch in rhythm with her spasms.
Long moments passed before Luke could shift positions and roll off Sally. “Don’t move—I’ll be right back.” He covered her lips with his, reluctant to leave her even for a minute.
In the bathroom, he disposed of the condom, splashed cold water on his face and hurried back to the woman in his bed. How he’d lived without her up to this point was pure mystery, but sure as hell, he wouldn’t make it a day without her now. Sliding in beside her, he patted his side in invitation, and she lay her head on his shoulder, one hand stroking his chest with a feather-light touch.
Luke kissed her forehead. “Love you, sunshine.”
Sally smiled and stretched to touch her lips to his jaw.
Disappointment bit him when she didn’t respond in kind, despite his inner voice telling him it wasn’t all about him. It was okay she didn’t say the words back to him. Things were great between them. Considering the emptiness in his life twenty-four hours ago, his circumstances had definitely taken a turn for the better. She was still reeling from the fire and explosion, probably nervous about the marshal and obviously scared shitless of Clive Brennan. So how about giving her a break…and some time to get used to the idea he was going to stick, no matter what.
Luke brushed her soft lips with his and gazed into her sparkling eyes. “Do you like to dance?”
Her eyebrows shot up. “Yes, but I’m not very good.”
He guided her head back to his shoulder. “I’m no Fred Astaire either, but I’d like to take you dancing. Would you go out with me on a real date?”
“I’d like that.” She traced a line from his cheek to his mouth, and he caught her hand, pressing her palm to his lips.
Two days ago, all he’d had was a picture to keep him sane. Here he was, lying in bed with her after incredible sex. She wasn’t the kind of woman who slept around. How much more evidence did he need that she loved him?
It didn’t matter. All his logic wouldn’t change a thing. He wanted the words from her sweet lips, and he wasn’t going to rest until she was his in every way.
