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But she was coming to know Luke, and if she didn’t distract him, he’d push her for answers and kill the mood. She refused to let that happen. She reached for the front hook of her bra and released the clasp, then slowly lowered the straps over her shoulders and down her arms. The cups eased down, one catching on her nipple, and Luke grinned at the sight.
“Let me help you with that.” He bent his head, and using his teeth, he gently pried the material away from her breast.
The material fell away, and Luke’s mouth quickly replaced it. One lap of his tongue and Alexa’s head fell back against the pillows, the sensations so strong and startling that she let out a moan. He licked again, nipped harder, and she began to tremble.
* * *
Luke had never been with a woman so open and genuinely responsive. There was no pretense, no artifice. Everything she felt, she showed, and knowing he could take her so high so fast gave him no small amount of satisfaction. She’d been starved—not just for sex but also for affection—and he wanted to give her everything he could in the time he had.
While he kept up the friction on her breast with one hand, he slid her panties off her body with the other. He cupped her mound, feeling the heat emanating from her and stifled a groan as his cock let him know exactly how much he liked what he was feeling.
“Luke.” She sighed his name, parting her legs. He took advantage, slipping his finger into her slick opening.
Her hips jerked, sucking his digit in deeper. He grit his teeth and slid his thumb over the tiny knot of nerves, rewarded when she arched her back and thrashed her head from side to side.
“Beautiful,” he muttered, watching the flush on her cheeks as she lost every inhibition she possessed.
Her body shaking, her lashes fluttered up, her eyes locking on his. “I need—”
“I know what you need.” But she wasn’t coming alone or without him inside her. He rose and quickly shed the rest of his clothes, pausing only to grab a condom from his pocket before returning.
Taking him by surprise, she plucked the packet out of his hand, ripped it open, and managed to roll the latex over his straining erection.
She grinned at the results. “Now hurry.”
He swung a leg over her and positioned himself at her entrance. She whimpered, the sound inflaming his need, and he braced a hand above her shoulder, looking into her beautiful eyes as he thrust deep. Thrust home.
Her eyes widened and rolled back slightly before she managed to focus on him once more. “Oh God.”
“That’s not God, darlin’. That’s you. And me.” And damn, they were hot and wet.
He pulled out, slid back, the slick sounds of sex surrounding them along with Alexa’s whispered pleas of harder, faster, and oh God nearly making him come too soon. He held on, gritting his teeth, and she bent her knees, taking him deeper. Then without warning, her body gripped his, clamping on tight as she came.
Her orgasm released his tenuous hold and restraint. He pumped into her, feeling more than he ever had in this lifetime. He knew in his gut this was so much more than sex, and he accepted it and reveled in it as he came.
It took a while for them to catch their breath, and finally, Luke rolled off her. “You okay?” he asked.
She met his gaze, her eyes glazed and dreamy. “Never better.”
“Glad to hear it.” He kissed her nose, then pulled himself up, heading for the bathroom.
He returned to find her staring at the ceiling, a satisfied smile on her face and a healthy, happy glow on her cheeks. One he’d put there, Luke thought, grinning too.
“Roll,” he said to her.
“Hmm?”
“Roll over.” He lightly patted her hip.
She groaned but turned over as he asked. He glanced at her bare bottom, smooth white skin with hints of pink and more than a few scrapes. He frowned at the sight. “Hurt?” he asked, rubbing his hand over one cheek, then the other.
“A little sore,” she admitted, her words muffled in the pillow.
“Sorry, sugar. I never meant to cause you pain.” He pressed a kiss to her cheek, and she giggled.
“I’ll live,” she assured him.
“I hope so.” He massaged her skin, and she sighed in contentment.
“When do you leave?” she asked, the question muffled. She didn’t peek out from where she’d buried her head in her arms.
The question was long overdue. “I have to be home for my niece’s birthday party on Saturday.” He pulled in a deep breath. “So my flight’s Friday.”
Silence surrounded them, the mood broken as reality intruded.
“You’d really like my nieces,” he heard himself say. “Cute little things. Girly girls with bows in their hair and cowboy boots on their feet.” He continued to speak, unsure of how to bring them back to before, when it was just Luke and Alexa in the cabin. Not Luke from Texas and Alexa from New York.
