“Come here…” Luke urged huskily, lean hands closing on her forearms to tug her closer.
From that first moment, he gave no quarter. He caught her mouth under his and plundered her soft pink lips with molten hunger. She shivered in sensual shock, her breath rasping in her throat and turning into ragged little gasps as he continued that marauding assault at full pitch. His tongue danced and mated with hers and then darted deep with a rhythmic eroticism that she was defenceless against. He had once taught her that just kissing could be incredibly exciting, and his technique reduced her to the level of absolute compliance.
Luke released her swollen mouth and surveyed her passion-glazed face with hotly appreciative eyes. Only brute force could have dragged Rachel from him at that moment. As she stared up into his mesmeric bright eyes he hooked an expert finger in the front fastening on her bra and the cups parted, releasing her full breasts into his reverent hands. Her throat closed over on the almost painful surge of sensation that assailed her as he touched her there for the first time without clothing to dull her own response. All Luke had to do was brush his thumbs over the throbbing pink peaks of her nipples and she was lost beyond redemption. She loosed a moan she could not restrain and her face burned hot with embarrassment because he was watching her.
As he rubbed the tender buds straining for his attention she was trembling beneath the rising strength of her own response. Had she had breath she could have told him that, with hindsight, her caution then had been very wise. Even now, she did not have the control to deny herself and would have had considerably less when she loved him. No matter how tough it had been to lose him, she knew it would have been ten times tougher and more demeaning had he succeeded in seducing her into bed with him.
“I’m going to drive you crazy with desire” Luke said. It was both threat and promise combined.
“You already got there,” Allie framed unevenly, torn between exhilaration at her own intoxication and fear at the effect he was having on her.
Luke tipped her back and rearranged her to his satisfaction, fanning out her honey-blonde hair over the pillows when it caught beneath her shoulder. “I’m only beginning…”
He tugged up her knees and lifted her to extract her from her panties in one smooth movement. And the very smoothness with which he did that jolted her into wondering how many other women it must have taken to develop that amount of expertise. That hurt enough to make her think, but then that arrogant dark head lowered. He captured a rosy nub between his lips and proceeded to torment her sensitive flesh without conscience. Before very long the stroke of his wicked tongue and the glide of his even white teeth had reduced her to a level where concentration was an impossible challenge.
“I already knew you had a perfect body,” Luke groaned, scanning her hectically flushed face with earthy male approval. “But I had no idea that you might also be every man’s fantasy of the perfect lover” he flattered
Challenged by burning desire, to speak as well as respond, Allie blinked up at him, feeling she must have misheard him. “A…fantasy?”
“You heat up fast.” Luke extended, running an appreciative hand down over a slender thigh and employing a judicious knee to deftly separate it from its partner.
Allie tensed, not so sure a fast heat-up rate was a compliment to be cherished. Suddenly she was feeling very vulnerable, apprehensively aware of the boldness of his arousal as he shifted against her hip, wondering if there was even the remotest hope of waves beating on distant sunny seashores in store for her. Or whether something like the one or two more disturbing experiences she had heard other women share with blunt amusement might be her lot instead.
Allie put up no objection to the sensually tender kiss he seemed to use to soothe her with action as much as words. Indeed, within a very short space of time she forgot her apprehension. True, she tensed when he let his fingers roam through the tangle of blonde curls at the apex of her slender thighs, but then he reached a place so impossibly sensitive to his skilful attentions that thinking about what came next was quite beyond her. She had never dreamt that she was capable of feeling what she felt then. Sunk into mindless pleasure and writhing uncontrollably with a hunger that felt wicked, greedy and utterly devouring, she ached and burned to a height of excitement that felt unbearable.
When she could no longer stand that gnawing ache for satisfaction Luke seemed miraculously to understand. But, just as he was hauling her under him with a degree of wild, needy impatience that she found even more exciting in the mood that she was in, he paused and stretched away from her to yank open the drawer in the bedside cabinet.
Entirely in the grip of her shameless, feverish hunger, Allie listened to him mutter a fierce imprecation and regarded him with blank eyes.
“Are you okay?” Luke ground out, staring down at her with what looked remarkably like a prayer in his gorgeous eyes.
He was asking her permission, she thought, which, considering that he was trembling with eagerness against her, seemed very considerate and sweet.
Luke claimed another passionate kiss and slid his hands beneath her hips to tip her back. She felt the hot, urgent probe of his dick against her most tender pussy and she was so driven by the tormenting ache for fulfilment he had roused in her, she urged him on in a movement as old as time itself by rising up to him and wrapping herself round him. He answered that invitation with a driving thrust. For the first instant, she was shocked by the sensation of invasion, and, for the second, overwhelmed by responsive pleasure to that incredible intimacy.
“I’ll make it good,” Luke swore with roughened tenderness. She didn’t say a word because she knew the fucking was always great with Luke.
Her heart started accelerating to a hammer-beat again and heated longing returned to her tenfold. Suddenly she was with him again, losing the power of thought and then control, arching up to match his fluid thrusts, discovering a pagan rhythm all of her own.
“Fuck! Luke!” She screamed his name, her brain clouded with passion. Her breath coming in shallow pants, she gave herself up to the powerful excitement building higher and higher within her. He drove her, gasping, to a dizzy peak and nothing could have surpassed the sheer wondrous sensation that gripped her writhing body with an ecstasy of pleasure.
Allie drifted back to the land of the living to find herself still plastered as close to Luke as an extra layer of skin. Finding no fault whatsoever with that discovery, she snuggled even closer and could not control the dreamy smile stretching her mouth. Paradise was being in his arms, she decided, breathing in the hot, damp, sexy scent of him as if he was a drug she needed to survive. She felt amazingly tender and affectionate towards him and only just resisted an urge to smother him in loving kisses.