Lucas lifted her and walked to the vanity. The cool marble against her heated skin had Paisley shivering, but that shock was nothing compared to the man standing between her spread legs looking like he wanted to devour her.
With his heavy-lidded eyes homing in on her, Lucas took one step back to rid himself of all his clothes. He stood completely bare before her, a sight she never thought she’d see again, let alone in this instance. Lucas Ford was her husband and she had a very real feeling that someone was not going to come out the other side unscathed.
“Stay with me, Tart.”
His husky words pulled her back. She didn’t want to be anywhere else. She didn’t want to worry about tomorrow or even next month. She only wanted this moment with Lucas...the way it should’ve been so many years ago.
She reached for him. “I’m right here.”
Lucas lifted her legs by gripping the back of her thighs and eased her to the edge of the counter. Paisley clung to his shoulders in anticipation.
“Protection?” she asked.
Those baby blues traveled from between their bodies up to her face. “I want to feel my wife. Are you worried? I’ve always used something, except with you.”
When they’d been younger and so lost in each other they’d forgotten a couple of times. She wagered a mental battle with herself, but ultimately knew what she wanted.
“You’re the only man I’ve ever been with that way.”
Lucas’s eyes darkened as he pulled her hips closer and finally joined their bodies. Paisley closed her eyes, wanting to hold on to every single sensation and freeze this moment.
So much for guarding her emotions.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
The second she locked her gaze with his, Lucas began to move. The tips of his fingers dug into her hips and she tipped her pelvis just so, enough to create the most pleasurable experience for both of them.
There was something so intimate about staring at Lucas, something she couldn’t put her finger on. But she didn’t want to look away. The man held her captivated as he continued to pump his hips. He reached between them and touched her at the spot she ached most.
Paisley cried out as a wave of pleasure crashed into her. Her head dropped back as she squeezed her eyes shut. A second later, Lucas’s hands framed her face and tipped her head back up to meet his demanding kiss.
Her body continued to spiral out of control as he claimed more and more from her. There was nothing outside these walls. No secrets, no worries. Everything that mattered was right here, raw and abandoned. Real emotions they couldn’t hide.
The moment Paisley’s shivers ceased, she pulled from the kiss and glanced up to Lucas. He looked down at her, hunger in his eyes and the muscles in his jaw clenched.
Paisley smiled as she leaned back on her elbows and locked her ankles behind his back. The act of relinquishing total control had Lucas flattening a hand on her abdomen as he pumped harder, faster.
When he trembled, Paisley became utterly captivated as his climax consumed him. She kept her eyes locked onto his and Lucas didn’t look away, which only turned her on even more.
The man was demanding, cocky, arrogant...even during sex.
Why did that all have to be so damn arousing? She’d already been pleasured, yet she wasn’t quite ready to give up this warmth, this passion.
Once he calmed, Lucas reached down and cupped both of her breasts. Paisley waited, wondering what he’d say or do next. When the silence became too much, she finally eased all the way up and dropped her legs to rub against the sides of his.
“If you only wanted sex from this marriage, I’d say we’re off to a hell of a start,” she told him, trying to maintain her nonchalant image.
Lucas leaned down and captured her lips for a short, hot kiss that had her toes curling. Then he eased back and gave her that naughty grin she’d never forgotten.
“Sex is a given,” he retorted. “But I want a child. Our child.”
Six
Maybe now wasn’t the best time to make that announcement. Lucas should’ve carried her into the grand bedroom with a wall of one-way windows overlooking the Strip. He should’ve taken his time with her, laid her out on the bed and showed her exactly what they’d missed from their years apart.