“If you’re canceling Luke Steele …” I warned before walking naked through my apartment to where my phone was plugged in beside the bed.
Luke:Just finishing up now. What do you want for dinner?
Relief flooded me.
Charlotte:Whatever
Charlotte:As long as it still tastes good reheated
I watched the three dots dance on the screen and waited for his reply, but it didn’t come. The dots danced, then they vanished, and then they danced again. A wide smile broke out across my face.
Digging through my drawer, I found my favorite moisturizer and lathered up before searching for some underwear. When I pulled out a white sheer lace bra and matching thong with the tags still on, I knew tonight was the night. After pulling them on and adjusting the girls to make sure they looked perky and ready for a good time, I unhooked my black silk robe from the back of the door and slid it on. Loving the way the silk felt against my skin had me feeling sexy and more than a little turned on.
Knowing Luke wasn’t too far away, I started pacing nervously. I wanted a glass of wine to calm my nerves, but I didn’t think it would help with the headache. Going back into the bathroom, I removed my contacts and slid on my glasses instead. I might not look as good as I wanted to, but if the choice was curling up in a ball and wishing the world away or rocking my Gucci glasses and getting some much-needed love, then it was an easy choice.
The knock at the door made my pulse race and had my thighs squeezing together. A moment ago I’d thought it’d be sexy to answer the door in nothing more than a robe, my underwear and a smile, but now the moment had come, I was second-guessing everything.
“Coming!” I called out, fluffing my hair in the mirror and taking a deep breath.
“You will be,” came the gruff reply.
Yanking open the door with more force than was necessary, I came face to face with a guy who made my whole body tingle and the butterflies in my stomach take flight. Luke was sex on legs. His hair was still damp, and I could smell his aftershave, but it was the way he filled out those jeans that had my knees going weak. I never knew EMTs could be so damn hot. And I worked in a hospital. Maybe if more of them looked like Luke, I’d spend more time in the ER. It’d be worth all the blood and gore for the man candy alone.
“Fuck, Charlotte, you look …”
“Not half as good as you,” I finished for him, earning me a smirk. “Are you coming inside?”
Without a word, Luke’s eyes ate me up. Unashamedly they trailed up and down my body, and when he licked his lips I was done. Seeing the hunger in his eyes reflecting my own was the biggest turn on a girl could ever ask for.
“I got Chinese food,” he offered, holding up the plastic bag dangling from his fingers as he walked inside, nudging the door shut with his heel before sliding the lock into place. Guess we weren’t getting interrupted tonight.
I hadn’t even noticed the food.
I was too busy admiring the way his shirt pulled across his chest, and his jeans hugged his thighs. Those pants didn’t hide a lot.
“I’m not hungry,” I told him as he set the bag on the counter.
When Luke turned to face me he’d morphed into someone else. His eyes had gone dark, his lips were pulled tight in a mischievous grin. I wasn’t afraid. I wasn’t afraid at all. I was horny as hell.
Luke reached for the tie on my robe and with a flick of his wrist it was undone, the front gaping open.
“Good,” he growled, moving toward me. “Cause I’m fucking starving, Charlotte.”
Grabbing me by the waist, Luke tugged me against him, and I felt his hardness against my belly barely a breath before he kissed me like he’d never kissed me before. If it was a preview of what was to come then I was one hell of a lucky girl.
“Luke,” I panted as his hands moved to my ass, squeezing my cheeks before his fingers dug in.
Needing more I jumped up, hoping he’d catch me, and wrapped my legs around his waist before crashing my lips down over his. When he groaned and rolled his hips, rubbing me right where I needed him most, it was almost my undoing.
“Bedroom?” he asked, and I pointed toward the door, his grip on me tightening.
When he placed me on the edge of the bed, letting me slide down his body not missing an inch of what he had to offer, it was my turn to moan. Stepping back, Luke looked down at me. I shivered under his stare. I felt exposed and completely at his mercy, but somehow, I wasn’t worried. I knew Luke would take care of me, all I could hope was that he’d hurry the hell up. If he didn’t get to work soon, I was going to take matters into my own hands, and I’d already spent too many hours with my fingers as the poor substitute. Now the man fueling my fantasies was standing in front of me, I couldn’t wait.
With his steely gaze locked with mine, Luke unbuckled his belt before letting it drop to the floor and starting work on the buttons of his shirt. Propped up on my elbows I enjoyed the show. Luke’s strip show put Magic Mike to shame. There was something about the hunger in his eyes that I couldn’t get enough of.
“Charlotte, the first one’s going to be quick so I’m apologizing now because I’ve been dreaming about this for weeks, but I promise I’ll make it up to you.” Luke's voice was tight and strained, and the vein in his neck popped as he shrugged off his shirt and let it fall to the ground.
“Promises, promises,” I teased, trailing my fingertips along the top of my bra, my nipples pebbled and strained to break free of their lace cage.
