It’s a challenge, and everything in me wants to answer it.
“Not particularly.” I shrug and look up at him through my lashes. All day they’ve touched me and keyed me up. This will be my first opportunity to do something about it.
Grabbing my arm, he tugs me out of the doorway. Pushing meagainst the wall, he closes the door and locks it. I swallow, suddenly trapped with him and not hating the feeling.
I get wetter as he presses against me. All hard muscle and strength.
“The others should get here at seven.” His hand slides into my hair and tips my chin up.
My heartbeat surges. “But you told me, six thirty.”
He smirks, lowering his lips to hover over mine. “I know.”
CHAPTER 54
The Kiss of Death
Harper
Oh, shitis my last thought before Luke’s lips crash down over mine. My insides buzz with anticipation. He crowds me against the wall, pressing every inch of him against me, including his hard cock. I throb with need as his tongue thrusts into my mouth.
Whimpering, I grab onto his shoulders, holding on while he takes complete control of me. He conquers and tastes my mouth like we’ve never done this before. Curious, I slide my tongue against his and electricity zaps through my veins.
Lifting his head, he presses his forehead to mine. “Take out my cock.”
His eyes are warm pools as I search them. Is this really happening? Is he going to fuck me or make me suck him off? My pussy pulses in time with my heart. I lower my hands to his jeans and flick open the button. His fingers tighten in my hair when I slide the zipper down.
I wet my lips as my knuckles brush his cock.
His other hand falls to my bare thigh below my skirt. It brands me, pouring heat through me. Even though I want to close my eyes, I bite my lip but refuse to release his gaze. It’s like he’s testing me, pushing me. It’s a dangerous game I’m determined to win. I slip my hand into his jeans and stroke his thick, hard cock through his boxer briefs.
He sucks in a breath before releasing it against my lips. He lifts his hand beneath my skirt to my bare hip. My breath catches, wanting him to touch me more. I push his jeans over his hips, and they fall to his feet.
I haven’t done what he asked yet. His boxers still cover his cock. His eyes burn into mine. I’m going slow, not to waste time, but because I want to. I want to have some control over Luke Foster.
Shoving his boxers down, I lick my lips. His gaze drops to my lips, and I almost shout in victory. He looked away first. A small smile forms. He tugs on my hair hard, tipping my head back farther, and I forget my small victory.
“I should just fuck you right now.” His mouth hovers over mine. Our eyes are back to being locked.
I run my hand over the smooth skin of his cock, remembering how he felt deep inside me as we held each other’s gaze. My pussy aches with the need to come.
“Why don’t you?” I challenge against his lips.
His smirk is the only warning I have before he thrusts his fingers inside my pussy. My lips part at the feel of his fingers deep inside me. I clench around them, surprised I’m not as sore as this morning.
“So wet, princess.” Luke licks my lips and fucks me with his fingers, rocking them back and forth, flicking his thumb over my clit, making my body scream with need.
I slide my thumb over his tip through his precum, smearing it around. “So are you.”
I lick his lip before pressing up so our mouths collide. Gentleness between me and Luke isn’t really a thing. There have been soft moments like yesterday when he let me take his cock for the first time. But this kiss is a clash of wills. Teeth clicking and tongues lashing each other, while we work to drive the other crazy.
Passion whirls around me like a storm, crashing over me, lifting me higher until I’m hovering on the edge.
Just as I’m about to come, Luke yanks his fingers out of me.
I protest with a groan in his mouth. His lips smile against mine.
When his hands grab my thighs and he lifts me up against the door, I grab hold of his shoulders to steady myself. Before I can even think, he slides his cock deep into me.
