Going under.
The pleasure is too much.
Too intense.
My legs can’t hold me up.
My body can’t hold my heart.
It’s bursting.
I’m falling.
Falling for Luke.
“I’ve got you, baby,” he says as his arms envelope me.
I’m floating.
Luke’s caught me.
He’ll never let me drown.
He’s got me.
I open my eyes and find myself looking into his green eyes. Water drips down his face as his tongue sweeps across his lips and all I can do is stare at his masculine beauty.
His warm breath floats across my skin when he asks, “Can we skip the conditioner tonight?”
“I take it you’ve got a better option.”
His arms tighten around me, and his hands move down to hold my ass. Leaning his face closer to mine, he growls, “Baby, I’ve always got better ideas than washing hair.”
I smile and bite my lip. “I’m pretty sure you’ve given a whole new meaning to washing hair tonight, Luke. Anytime you wanna come over and wash hair, I’m up for it.”
“Only if it involves my mouth on your pussy.”
I loop my hands behind his neck and kiss him. He tastes like me, and I love that. I also love that he wants more of my taste. When I draw apart, I say, “I’m open to that pretty much every day.”
He kisses my neck, sucking hard in one spot, before saying, “We need to move this to the bedroom. I wanna spread you out and start all over again.”
Yes.
All. The. Yeses.
Luke Hardy can spread me out and start all over again anytime he wants.
19
Luke
I kneel on the bed between Callie’s legs and run my gaze over her body. I’ve heard her complain about it before, but I have no idea why because the body I’m looking at right now is perfection. I love how she’s toned but not muscular and that her curves have just enough softness that I can grip onto. I’d take her however she comes, but in my opinion, she shouldn’t change a thing.
Her long, blonde hair fans across the bed under her and those beautiful blue-grey eyes look up at me with the kind of look a man craves from his woman. It’s a mix of hunger, longing and hope. I’d do anything to have her always watch me this way.
Taking hold of her hips, I bend and kiss her stomach. When her fingers thread through my hair, I shift my eyes so I can hold her gaze. I continue to hold it while I kiss a line up her body to her collarbone. Her legs wrap around me, and I move my hips so I can run my dick through her wetness. Thank fuck I’ve already got a condom on—I’m not sure how long I’ll last before the need to sink into her overwhelms me.
She claws at my back as she moans. “Luke, you’re driving me wild. How much longer are you going to take?”