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I didn’t think I would survive another explosive orgasm. But he was relentless chasing his fingers with this tongue in and out of my entrance. The second one tore through me more viciously than the first.

“Don’t fight it, feel it, or I’ll make you come all over again.”

I groaned, knowing he’d never stop until I came the way he wanted. I gave in. I closed my eyes, lifting my hair from my neck. Jerking my hips. Sighing. Moaning. Saying Luke’s name over and over. Like a runaway rip current it made me relinquish all control. It pulled and tugged at me until my entire body was drenched in sweat and bliss.

He chuckled, lowering my ass to the couch. I turned to face him. My hair fell in my eyes. But Luke stood, scooping me in his arms.

“Feeling better?”

“Oh God, yes.” I smiled. I’d never let sex wrap me in such sinful rapture before. He made me a fucking goddess.

“Good. Because I’ve got more therapy planned for you.”

He kicked through the bedroom door.

“Therapy?”

Just the fact that Luke had plans for me made me feel a new twinge in my core. I liked round one. Round one was epic. Round one made me a new woman.

“This is my version of fuck-the-brand therapy.”

I looked at him quizzically.

“You know. The brands that define us. The ones that caused this bullshit fight between us.”

I nodded. “I do know.”

“So, let’s do what we want to do. No brands. No labels. No managers. Just you and me fucking each other until tomorrow.”

I swallowed hard. Oh God.

“But I have to get on a plane,” I argued. “I told Jake I’d be there.” Jake would kill me if I missed that flight to Nashville. He was standing in the middle of a media firestorm. A hellish blazing tornado that revolved around my bad decisions.

Luke tossed me on the center of the bed and shed his clothes. He crawled toward me. Naked. His cock wide and throbbing for me. His body rigid and athletic. Beautiful in a masculine way that made me want to touch every square inch of muscle until I had him completely memorized.

“There are no brands allowed in this bed, baby. Do you want to get on a plane, Alexa or do you want me to fuck you?”

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Luke

I loved that sated glow on her body. I knew I had satisfied her on the couch. I’d never seen a woman come like that. It was fucking art the way she did it. She wasn’t going to suddenly roll over and bolt out of here. Not with the sounds she made. Not with the way her body reacted to my every move. I held some kind of power over Alexa and we both knew it.

“If I stay, it’s going to make things worse,” she argued.

“And if you go, we don’t get to do this.” I waggled my eyebrows.

“If I’m seen in Austin another day, the press is going to report we’re together. It’s more than a kiss if I stay. It’s a headline.”

“So let them.” I leaned down, flicking my tongue over her nipple. It puckered into a hard peak, begging for my teeth to toy with it some more. Fuck, she drove me crazy. I wondered how many different ways I could make her come. Was there anything she wouldn’t do?

“And this? What is it if I stay? Do you want another headline with me? Is this more press for you?”

I looked in her eyes.

“This is what you want it to be.”

I couldn’t resist her tit any longer. My teeth latched on it, sucking with possessiveness.


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