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“What changed?”
“I realized I’m head over heels in love with you. I can’t keep you here against your will. Just know that I’ll always be here if you need me, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me from protecting you. So, what do you say, Flower? Shall we have a proper goodbye?”
She lifts her gaze to mine and offers me a coy smile. “I think that sounds perfect, Mr. Bowden.”
Chapter 27
Zara
MyhandtremblesinLuke’s as he leads us down the long hallway of private suites toward the Ace at the end.
I’ve been unable to muster the energy to be angry at him, but my heart is in pieces at the thought of leaving him. And his declaration of love shattered those pieces into dust. Do I love Luke? I’m not sure. Nothing changes the fact that he locked me in a room for two days after making me think he was taking me to the airport.
But his tenderness when I started my period yesterday was almost enough to make me give in to what he wanted.
“No roles tonight,” he murmurs when we step through the doors. “We’re just two people enjoying each other.”
“Do you care that I’m…”
“Bleeding? Not at all. We have towels we can put down and the shower is right there. I just have to touch you.”
“Give me a few minutes to get into something more comfortable,” I murmur as I brush past him and go to the suitcase and pull out a sheer black nightie.
When I come out of the bathroom a few minutes later, Luke has stripped down to an undershirt and his slacks. He stares at me with a heated, lustful gaze as I walk toward him.
He reaches out and takes my hand when I’m close enough. “I meant what I said, Flower. You’re still mine even though you’re running away and that will not stop me from loving you. Remember that tonight.”
“Let’s not talk about things like love right now, Luke. It’s too painful. I can’t let myself go there.”
He looks sad but doesn’t argue. Just pulls me to him and kisses me tenderly and pushes me toward the bed where he’s already laid out a towel and a wand vibrator.
I eye the vibrator and look at him with one eyebrow raised. “Is your plan to exhaust me with orgasms so I miss my flight?” I tease.
He kisses the tip of my nose and smacks my ass before he shoves me, so I’m sitting on the mattress. “Don’t tempt me, Flower. I’m trying to do the right thing here.”
I nod and wait for him to make the next move.
He pulls his undershirt over his head revealing firm, sculpted abs that I’ve grown to love touching in these past couple of weeks. How is it that we’ve only known each other for such a short time? It seems like it’s been forever.
“Lie back, love. Let me make you feel good. Are you cramping or anything else I need to be aware of?”
I’m not so squeamish that period sex turns me off, it’s actually really enjoyable. But I’ve never had a guy truly take my comfort into account when it comes to that act before, so his question makes me blush. “No. I’m fine now. The first day is usually the worst.”
I swing my legs up on the bed and scoot back until I can comfortably lay against the fluffy pillows.
He picks up the wand and climbs onto the bed next to me. Laying on his stomach, he rests his head against my chest and breathes deeply. I run my fingers through his hair and try to memorize the way it feels against my skin. Just like I’m trying to commit the scent of his cologne and his shampoo to memory.
He rolls to his side and kisses my shoulder as he trails a hand up my thigh. I shudder as he pushes up the hem of my nightgown until it’s around my waist. I didn’t bother with panties, and he presses a kiss to my stomach. At first, I think he’s going to put his mouth down there and I tense up. His chuckle vibrates against my abdomen, and he lifts his head to look at me. “OK. I won’t go there. But I’m going to use my fingers.”
I chew my lip and nod. He trails two fingers over my labia, almost tickling me a few times, before he finds my clit and rubs in gentle circles.
A sigh slips out, and he kisses my shoulder again. “That sound right there. The first little hint that you’re ready to come for me is my favorite,” he says as he continues his slow, teasing exploration of my pussy.
I whimper when he slides one finger through my folds and finds my clit again. “Such a sensitive little flower,” he murmurs. “I can’t wait to have you wrapped around me again.”
He pulls his hand away, and picks up the wand again, pressing the head of it to my clit before he flicks it on. I cry out at the sudden wave of pleasure that hits me. The one that tells me an orgasm won’t be too far behind it.
“That’s what I want to see. Your face when you’re getting ready to come is astonishingly beautiful. One of these days, I might even have to buy a video of nothing but a closeup of your face as you come.”
