“But you don’t normally read romance,” she points out.
“But you do,” I reply.
CHAPTER 18
SAVANNAH
My lips part, and tears line my lashes.
I’m not a crier. I never cry. Crying doesn’t change anything. It’s a waste of time.
Yet I can’t stop the first drop from falling.
“You did this for me?” I ask as I hold up the book in my hands.
“Of course,” Luke returns with a single shrug.
Studying his face, my heart melts. He nervously chews on his lower lip and slides his hands into his pockets.
I replace the book on the shelf and approach him as every nerve in my body lights up. Resting my hands on his chest, I lean in close. “Why?”
His eyes are soft as he answers, “Because you deserve to experience love over and over, even if it’s only in a book.”
My reaction to his words is instantaneous. One hand grabs the back of his neck and pulls, urging him to lean down. When he complies, our lips crash together. The kiss is fiery and passionate.
Luke immediately takes over. His hands go straight to my butt, cupping both globes and directing my hips forward. Hegrinds my center against his hard length. The motions cause friction on my sensitive bundle of nerves.
A cry of pleasure builds in the back of my throat and slips free.
Luke reacts to my sounds by slipping his hands under my top and exploring my body. My hands dive into his hair, urging him on.
As his hands roam, my top rides up. Acting on instinct, I step back and whip my shirt up and over my head. Luke’s eyes are on me the entire time, drinking me in. Reaching both hands behind my back, I unhook my bra. I allow the straps to fall and slide off my arms. My nipples harden into stiff peaks.
A flutter stirs low in my belly as I wait for him to speak.
“You’re perfect,” he breathes out.
Luke’s hand grips me by the waist, pulling me right back to him. His other hand glides up my stomach and grabs onto my breast as his thumb rubs back and forth over the tip.
I grab onto the bottom of his shirt and lift. Luke takes over the task, removing his shirt in one swift motion.
He. Is. Stacked.
“Wow.” I’m not entirely sure, but I think my mouth hangs open.
“I won’t object to letting you look,” he teases.
Biting the corner of my lip, the corner of my mouth tips up. “What if I want to do more?”
Luke does a quick raise of his brows.
Taking that as my invitation, I press my hands to his chest. Gliding them down, I trail my lips over his skin in their wake. I give his nipples a quick pinch, and he groans.
“You want to play? Let’s play.” Luke reaches for me, but I push his hands away.
“I’m not done yet.”
My hands drop to the button of his pants. When I loosen them, I push them down, along with his boxers. His cock springs free, and I wrap my hand around the shaft.
