“Thanks for the ride,” Bella muttered.
Bella grabbed her purse from her lap and climbed out of the Land Rover. Without looking back, she hurried up the driveway. She was pulling her keys out of her purse when she heard his car door open and close.
Bella rushed up the steps to her porch. As she fumbled to get the key in the lock, her skin began to tingle, which was always a sign that Lucas was close. Bella unlocked the door, took a deep breath, and turned to face Lucas. She came face to face with his solid chest. He was even closer than she’d thought.
Bella raised her chin to look him in the eye. “Lucas, I don’t need you to see me in.”
“Do you love him,” Lucas asked.
Bella’s eyes widened. She definitely wasn’t expecting the query. “What?” Bella gasped.
“Are you still in love with Dean?”
Bella tried to step back, but her getaway was obstructed by the door. “Lucas, not that it’s any of your business, but no. I’ve been over Dean for a long time.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course, I’m sure.” Bella sneered.
Lucas’ eyes narrowed as his gaze roamed Bella’s face. He smiled seductively and leaned closer. Bella fought for the strength to resist and turned her head.
“Why do you fight, Bella? I know you want me,” Lucas whispered against her neck.
His breath was warm and sweet. It was undeniable, Bella wanted his mouth on her; on all of her. But she didn’t trust him. She didn’t trust any man. In Bella’s experience, they didn’t even trust themselves to know who they were or what they wanted. Bella didn’t believe that all men questioned their sexuality, but unless they confessed, there would be no way for her to know their truth.
“Bella, I can imagine how—”
“You can’t imagine shit!” Bella snapped. “Lucas, you don’t even know me. But you think you know how I feel? So, you know how it feels to haveyourhusband come home and tell you that he would rather be with a man than you? Do you know what that does to a woman?”
The tears that burned in Bella’s eyes made her furious at herself for breaking down in front of Lucas. She swiped at the one that had escaped. “I have made it very clear that I wasn’t interested. So, why don’t you just leave me alone? Okay, Lucas? Leave me the fuck alone!”
Although her tears had blurred her vision, Bella looked him square in the eye. She was sure that she had finally gotten her point. Lucas narrowed his eyes and grabbed her by the chin. His eyes burned with what looked like rage, and his expression was almost menacing. She’d finally pissed him off?
With his fingers pressing into her skin, he pulled her face closer to his. “You talk too fucking much,” he seethed.
Before Bella knew it or could do anything about it, Lucas slammed his lips against hers. Bella’s back hit the door. But she didn’t feel pain. She felt overwhelmed. His lips, the way he tasted, his sweet, masculine scent, the way it engulfed her, had rendered Bella immobile.
She gasped. And when her lips parted, Lucas took advantage. He licked the seam of her lips and eased his tongue inside. He teased her tongue with his, and Bella allowed her tongue to reciprocate. She couldn’t help the moan that escaped as fire ignited her core.
Lucas released her face and placed his hand behind her head. He was making love to her mouth; making her forget all of her fears. Tearing through her force field was what his passionate kiss was doing to her. Bella snaked her arms around his neck and slid her fingers through his silky hair. The sound of her own moans resonated in her in her head. Bella pushed her throbbing nipples against his hard body, but she simply couldn’t get close enough. Lucas palmed her ass and pushed his rock-hard manhood against her softness.
Lucas, lacking any mercy whatsoever, tore his lips from Bella’s. “Open the door,” he growled.
Bella reached behind her body and fumbled around until she found the doorknob. When she turned it, the weight of her body caused the door to fling open. She stumbled, but Lucas caught her and lifted her off of her feet. The hem of Bella’s dress rose above her thighs when she secured her legs around his waist. Lucas carried her inside and kicked the door closed with his foot. Without the aid of light, he carried her to the middle of the living room floor. He dropped to his knees and gently laid her down on the carpet. The small amount of light coming in through the windows allowed Bella a glimpse into Lucas hungry, emerald eyes. She saw desire. If nothing else, she could tell that it washerLucas desired.
Lucas placed a slow, sensual kiss to her lips. But if Bella thought that he was about to make slow, respectful love to her, she was wrong. Lucas ripped the top of her strapless dress down and sucked her hard, aching nipple into his mouth. Bella gasped loudly, arching her back involuntarily. Her hands flew to the back of Lucas' head. She was pulling him so close that she was surprised that he was able to move. Remarkably, Lucas was able to alternate between both breasts. Bella writhed on the floor as he tormented her nipples. Lucas released a moan from deep down as if Bella’s nipples were the sweetest treats that he’d ever tasted. He gripped her breasts, pulling her nipples together and licked from one to the other.
“Mmm, Lucas,” Bella purred.
It had been so long since Bella had been with a man. For the longest, she’d avoided sex and relationships. But, at the moment, Bella was unable to let fear or anything else keep her from having Lucas. At the moment, she needed him more than she needed air.
Bella squirmed as he kissed down her body. He glided his tongue down her stomach, and around her navel. Lucas didn’t allow her dress to stop his progress. He reached under the hem of her dress and pulled it from under her ass. Lucas tore her panties from between her thighs and tossed them to the side. He eased her thighs apart and kissed his way to her hungry pussy.
Even though Bella was anticipating Lucas’ warm, minty mouth on her, she still jerked violently when he closed his lips around her clit. He licked and flicked her swollen bud with an expertise that suggested that he was taking great pride in pleasing Bella.
“Ooooh, yes, Lucas,” Bella purred, grinding her pussy against his face. “You’re eating my pussy so guuuud.”
As if her dirty words were ammunition, Lucas fired at her pussy, lapping, and sucking until Bella could no longer sustain his ravenous blows. Her legs stiffened, her toes curled, and her back arched even more. There was nothing that she could do to stop the bomb of ecstasy from exploding.
