‘Are you okay?’ he asked, his voice drunk on a sexual high.
Claudia shook her head. No. She was never going to be okay ever again. She felt as if she’d been picked up and shaken and all the cells in her body had fallen out and been put back together in a completely new way. Her heart beat like a drum and her blood surged through her head in painful intensity.
‘Oh, my God,’ she said, ‘I think I just blew a blood vessel in my brain.’
Luke chuckled. His head pounded pretty hard too. He kissed her chest, then all the way up her throat to her mouth where he kissed her gently, reverently, and she sighed against his mouth and he kissed her more just to hear it again.
‘I hope you can replicate that,’ she said when he finally pulled away.
Luke chuckled. ‘Repeat performances are my speciality.’
Claudia’s fingers caressed his nape, brushing against his collar. ‘God, I’m sorry, you’re still fully clothed.’ She cringed thinking about how she’d just lain there and let him do stuff to her. ‘I’m not usually a starfish, I promise. I just...I think you put me into some kind of...stupor.’
‘Good.’ Luke kissed her brief and hard. ‘That was the objective. Besides, you’re not exactly naked either.’
Claudia looked down at herself. Her top hiked down, her skirt hitched up. ‘I think we should do something about that, don’t you?’
Luke grinned. ‘Absolutely,’ he said as he kissed her nose then eased off her, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and pushing to his feet. ‘Take that dress off,’ he said as his fingers made short work of his buttons.
Claudia didn’t have to be told twice. It wasn’t exactly an easy task lying on the bed trying to wriggle out of a dress that was already a twisted, hot mess, especially when she couldn’t drag her eyes off Luke’s mad scramble to lose his clothes. In fact she stopped altogether when he got down to his undies that were stretched to their limit by a very impressive erection.
Captain Sexypants indeed.
Luke glanced at Claudia as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear. The dress still covered her legs.
‘I swear if you don’t take that thing off soon I’m going to rip it off.’
Claudia shivered at the silky undercurrent in his voice. Her gaze dropped to the hard ridge of his erection. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said, her belly twisting as she eyed if off, already knowing it was going to hurt so damn good. ‘I got distracted.’
Luke grinned as he pulled the waistband out slightly and looked down at what was causing Claudia’s distraction. He let it snap back into place. ‘None of this until I see more of that.’
He nodded his head in the direction of her semi-nudity. Her dress was skew-whiff, her hair was a blonde mess and there were faint red marks on her brea**sts where he had sucked with a little too much enthusiasm, but she’d never looked more beautiful.
Claudia kicked free of the dress and reclined against the mattress, her arms above her head, arching her back slightly—he wasn’t the only one who could tease. She smiled when he growled at her and said, ‘Those too,’ pointing to the scrap of red lace, the only thing between her and complete nudity.
A strange moment of modesty besieged her and she hesitated. This was the final frontier.
Oh, for goodness’ sake, the Devil hissed, he had his hands all up inside them less than two minutes ago.
Claudia had to admit, the devil made a good point.
She held his gaze as she lifted her hips and stripped them down off her legs. When she was completely bared to his view he dropped his gaze and looked his fill. A flush of heat swamped Claudia’s body, head to toe, and took up residence between her legs in the exact spot he had found with his fingers to devastating effect.
‘Your turn now,’ Claudia said, her voice husky, loaded with anticipation.
Luke was out of his underwear in two seconds flat and it was Claudia’s turn to look her fill. And she did. Oh, how she did. He jutted out so thick and proud, she understood why women in times gone by would swoon at the sight of a naked man.
If she weren’t a strong modern woman she’d just about swoon right off the bed.
Instead her pulse fluttered, her mouth watered, her belly lurched.
Captain Sexy-no-pants!
Luke watched as Claudia licked her lips and his erection grew harder, tighter and he thanked the hotel gods for mini-bar condoms. He snagged the three-pack off the nearby bench and strode the two paces to the bed. Claudia opened her arms and her legs and he went to her, settling between them, his hardness nudging all her slick heat.