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“How did I do?” she squeaks beneath me as I rumble with laughter, pushing up, hovering over her so she can breathe.
Our lips meet as we kiss, slowly, gently. Like we’ve been doing this for a long time, not just tonight.
“Just fucking perfect, baby,” I say as I make absolutely no attempt to pull out of her or roll off her.
I just want to savor the moment, and savor it I will.
Chapter Fourteen
Ariana
I wake up with a start, and I momentarily forget where I am.
It takes a few seconds until I realize that I’m in Lukas Bentley’s hotel suite, and I’m wrapped around him.
The first thing I notice is his scent.
Strong. Masculine. Heady.
It’s enough to make my toes curl and my core clench at the same time.
Who am I kidding?Lukas is a sex god.
My heart races as I recall our wild night together.
He took me good and proper. I can safely say, I’ve never been screwed with such reckless abandon ever in my life, and it may be even safer to say that I could be ruined forever.
Men in your twenties, move the fuck on over. Mr. Bentley runs circles around you and then some.
I don’t know if it’s the fact that he’s older, and he’s had more experience in pleasing a woman, or that he’s just downright crude and dirty. Maybe it’s a combination of all those things, but when he goes to town, he really goes to town.
He didn’t let up, driving me insane.
After the first round on the bed, we had some champagne. Champagne turned to sucking strawberries, then suckingstrawberries turned to me riding him on the couch while he slapped my ass until I called out his name again and again. He likes it when I call him Mr. Bentley in the throes of passion.
The dirty fuck.
But I can’t talk, because I enjoyed every second of it.
I sneak a glance up at him. Even sleeping, he’s freaking perfect.
He looks softer like this; if that’s even possible. In real life, when he’s alert and his eyes are on you, he’s a machine. His impenetrable stare could make you stop in your tracks, make you do anything he wanted.
Not that we didn’t do anything I didn’t want to do. We did it all.
I can see how when he’s in CEO mode, he’d be a hard ass; he’s known for it. But there’s also a side to him that isn’t all business.
We talked about places we’ve visited, not that I’ve traveled much. His many failed relationships, and why he’s single. While I don’t doubt that he has many a female admirer, I appreciate the honesty. I told him about my strained relationship with my dad, and my stepmom; they live in Montana now, so I don’t see them as much. And how my mom left us when I was young.
He’s a good listener. I also appreciate how attentive he is. Touching me ever so slightly, making my body tingle all over.
If I even cast my mind to the reality of the situation; that he’s James’s father, it makes me want to jump out of bed right now and run away and hide.
I mean, I know we’re grown adults and all, but it is kinda weird, even to me, what we’ve done.
I try not to hyperventilate, and brush those nagging thoughts aside as he stirs in my arms.
His salt and pepper hair is squashed into the pillow, his body… his body is even more freaking insane up close. This dudeseriously works out, and he’s not shy with his body. He walks around perfectly at ease naked, like it’s nothing.
