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“I…. Oh my God.” I mumble, already unraveling and close to a sharp edge as his fingers work me into a fast-building orgasm. He’s different from Kellan and Fallon. He’s technical. Each movement is precisely focused, treating my clit like the most sensitive thing in the world. Every circular motion sends electrical jolts through my body. “Oh, Luke…”
“I’ve never felt this way before. What are you doing to me, woman?”
Kellan and Fallon pop into my head again.Guilt, guilt, guilt. What would they say if they saw us like this? I have to stop. I don’t know how, but I need to pull myself together and stop this. It’s too much. Luke doesn’t deserve this. The twins don’t deserve this, either. Finally, somehow, I manage to gently push Luke back long enough for me to clench my pussy back into a calmer state, for my breath to slow down and recover.
“I’m so sorry,” I say to him. “It’s not you, I promise it’s not you.”
Luke stares at me for a moment, and I can’t move. I’m ashamed, my cheeks as hot as lava as I struggle to hold his gaze. He nods slowly, his features softening as he takes a couple steps back. I feel sick, especially since I just told him that his leg wasn’t an issue, having made it clear that I wanted this. Hell, I wanted him to turn me around, bend me over, and fuck me senseless.
“I’ll wait for you in my car,” he says, his voice calm and gentle. “I’ll escort you back to the house, make sure you’re safe.”
“You don’t have to,” I reply. “I still have another wall to cover.”
“It’s okay. I’ll wait. I need to make sure you’re okay until we get home,” he says. “Don’t worry about a thing, Avery. It’s okay. I’ll wait.” His blue eyes stare into mine.
I think there’s a double entendre there that I’m supposed to pick up on, but I’m not sure I understand its meaning. I’m already involved with Kellan and Fallon. I can’t possibly entertain a relationship of any kind with Luke too. That would be shameless and preposterous, and he deserves so much more, so much better than this.
He leaves me to work, and I get busy with the fourth wall as I wait for the arousal to subside. It’s a stubborn kind of excitement, though. An hour later, I’m still dripping wet and aching for this man, even as I put the lids back on the paint cans and turn the lights off. It’ll be dry in the morning.
Wish I could say the same for me.
10
Avery
Itry to get some shuteye after I put my girls to bed but find myself staring at the ceiling of my bedroom instead. Outside, it’s snowing, giant white clusters falling slowly onto the already white ground, and it reminds me of gazing at a Christmas postcard. The garden lights are on, their warm amber hue glazing the snow in a soft shimmer. There isn’t a soul out there. Even the night guards are inside, doing their rounds through the building every other hour or so. With such a top-notch security system in place, they don’t need to do much more than that.
Since turning my phone back on, there haven’t been any new calls from that unknown number. No new voicemails, either, which makes me believe that it more than likely was a spam call or wrong number. I freaked out over nothing. But it’s not the unknown number that’s got me on edge. It’s the heat still simmering in my belly because I can’t get Luke out of my head. His touch, his kisses, the way I melted instantly at his touch. That man could be dangerous in a good way if I allow myself to get too close.
Maybe a midnight snack will calm me down.
I make my way into the hall, barefoot and not bothering to cover myself with a robe. I’m wearing a plain pink cotton nightgown that reaches my knees, so it’s not like I could be accused of indecent exposure. Besides, the night guards generally stay on the business side of the mansion with their rounds, leaving the residential wing in the care of the alarm system and the guys. They must be sleeping at this hour. I relish the quiet as I descend the stairs.
Luke was so kind and understanding earlier. He waited for me outside just like he promised, and once I was done with the Freemans’ house and safely inside my car, he followed me back to the mansion, keeping a reasonable distance but never letting another car get between us. He joined me and the girls for dinner, and we talked and laughed like nothing happened. But we both knew something had. And as much as I’m still trying to fight it, I have to admit, I want him so badly it’s making my blood boil.
“Luke,” I breathe, surprised, as I find him in the kitchen by one of the windows, a cup of tea in his hand.
He glances my way, and I can see the tension all over his face. “What are you doing up at this hour?” he asks, his voice low.
“Couldn’t sleep,” I reply. “Figured a glass of warm milk might help.”
“Is something wrong?”
I could tell him the truth and make everything a thousand times worse. Or I could just pour myself a glass of milk and take it upstairs. I’ll drink it cold if it means spending fewer minutes in the presence of a man who rattles my senses into oblivion. “No, I’m okay. Just couldn’t sleep,” I murmur, heading for the fridge.
“You don’t need to lie to me,” Luke says and sets the cup on a nearby counter.
As he does, I notice he’s wearing a pair of boxer shorts made of dark blue silk. His prosthetic is in place, and while the initial view surprises me, I quickly become accustomed to his full figure. He notices me staring, and for a second, I’m afraid he might leave. It must be hard for him to be his true self around new people. I can’t let Luke leave the kitchen thinking I find him less attractive now. I can’t.
So, I give him a delicate smile. “You look pretty hot in silk undies.”
“That’s the best compliment I’ve had today,” Luke chuckles softly. “Talk to me, Avery, what’s going on with you? You were rattled when I found you at the Freemans.”
“It’s nothing, I promise. And I also promise I will tell you if nothing becomes something. You have to understand, Luke, I’m hiding from a man who almost killed me. At this point, anything can rattle me or feel like a threat if I let my fears take over. But my daughters need me focused and rational, so I’m trying my best to regulate my own nervous system in a way that doesn’t affect them.”
Luke smiles as he comes over. “You’re a remarkable woman, you know that?”
“I’m but a fool who woke up,” I scoff.
