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The kind he’d want to see again.
And now he was getting ahead of himself. So with a last look around the house, which was pretty but was missing personal touches like family photos—which his mom filled both her house and his apartment with—he headed up to find her bedroom.
The sound of running water alerted him to the right room, and he stepped into an ultrafeminine area, draped white curtains, too many frilly pillows, and of course, purple touches everywhere. He grinned at her consistency. When the shower water shut off, his cock immediately hardened. Next, he heard her moving around, picking things up and putting them down. He kicked off his shoes and settled onto her bed.
He didn’t have to wait long before she stepped out of the bathroom. A scent he didn’t recognize but would forever associate with this moment seeped out of the bathroom along with the humid air. One look at her and his breath literally fled. Her hair, which had been pulled back earlier, was now damp and fell around her face in tangled waves. Wet, the long strands appeared darker, her green eyes standing out against her pale skin even more. She wore a deep purple robe—no surprise—but the rich silk material clung to her curves and parted in a seductive v that showed more than a generous hint of cleavage. Ending mid-thigh, he realized she had long, toned legs. Sexy legs. And her pretty, makeup-free features gave him his first glimpse of the real woman beyond the seductress from the dance floor and the competent doctor who’d taken over in an emergency.
A woman he wanted beneath him immediately.
He extended his hand and she walked forward, no hesitancy in her step though he definitely saw nerves flickering in her eyes, and she paused by the foot of the bed. “C’mere, darlin’.”
She eased herself onto the edge of the mattress. “Your Texas accent’s stronger when you turn on the charm.”
“I’m not turning on anything. I’m already there,” he said, hiding nothing in his words. And if she looked at his jeans, she’d have proof. Very hard proof.
Her lips parted on what sounded like an eager sigh. Taking that as his cue, he reached out, hooked an arm around her waist, and rolled her on top of him. She felt good and smelled better. He positioned her over him, her legs draped around his hips, her body above him, ripe and ready for taking. He wrapped his arms around her waist, which had the added bonus of her pressing her warm heat over his aching erection.
Her eyelids fluttered closed, and she arched her back, rocking once, then twice against him, her entire body trembling like she was already on the edge.
Damn.
“Need something?” As he asked, he thrust his hips upward.
She whimpered something he couldn’t understand.
“Say it again,” he managed, gritting his teeth and forcing himself to hold on to the last shreds of his control, and it wasn’t easy. Not since high school had a woman gotten him this hard, this fast, and ready to go off while still fully dressed.
She opened her eyes but didn’t meet his gaze. “It’s been so long for me,” she said, her cheeks pinkening at the admission.
He swallowed hard, not wanting to think too deep on that. “Then I’d better make it good for you,” he said before finally kissing that gorgeous mouth.
Her lips touched his and immediately parted, the kiss going from zero to one-eighty in seconds. She fit against him perfectly, kissed like a dream, and drank from him like she’d been starving for a taste of him for years.
He held her head in position and took everything she was willing to give. And she gave plenty, her tongue twirling against his, her lower body in motion, and soon, they were going at it like kids in the back seat of a car. He slid his hand beneath her robe, expecting a silken barrier. Instead he found heaven. Warm, wet heat greeted him, and he slid his finger inside her wet pussy.
She groaned and kissed him harder, her hips grinding in insistent circles against him while he thrust his fingers deeper. She stiffened and cried out, coming apart around him, over him, and completely overwhelming him with the intensity and swiftness of her orgasm.
Her body trembled for a while after, and he held on until she rolled off him, propping herself up on one elbow.
Her gaze was soft on his. “That was amazing.”
“Glad you liked it.” He made quick work of the robe, peeling the silk off her shoulders to reveal her body to him for the first time.
Luke might be a jock, but he was never at a loss for words. This glimpse of her did it. Pale from lack of sun, her skin was porcelain-like in sheen, gleaming with a mixture of dampness and moisturized beauty. “Perfect,” he said, stroking his finger over one dusky nipple.
