Rachel was going berserk. She flung items in her room as she let out an enraged scream. Allie was back? What the fuck happened? She thought she’d separated Allie and Luke for good so what the hell?
She was very furious. She immediately called Bennett.
He picked on the first ring
“I’m coming over” she grumbled
Rachel Harriet doesn’t give up; she told herself. She was going to come up with another plan. She had to.
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“What made you come back?” Luke asked. He stayed on the bed with Allie. He decided not to go to work today. Just spend the day with his wife and baby.
Allie raised her hand and stroked his face tenderly. “I realized that you were innocent” she murmured softly
“I was drunk” he held her hand. “but that doesn’t justify what I did. I’m sorry I hurt you. I didn’t mean –”
“Shhh…” She touched her finger to his lips. “it’s okay. I’m here now”
Yes, she was here with him. And she was happy about it. Even if it was a contract marriage, she was still glad to be back home. She loved him and she wasn’t going to let him slip through her fingers.
“Instead of staying home today” she smiled. “let’s go shopping”
“Okay”
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“Fuck!” Rachel screamed. She had arrived at Bennett’s house and was now ranting to him. “I was so close. I could have done more to separate them” she raked her fingers through her hair and scattered it. Why oh why did Allie have to come back and ruin her plan. Was it because of the unborn child? She swore to get rid of that child. Why was she taking so long to implement her plan?
“Calm down” Bennett soothed. “Execute another plan and apply a little pressure on Luke. He’ll take you back”
She smiled lusciously at him. “You really do know how to calm me down. That’s exactly why I came” she wrapped her arms around his neck. “But I’ll need you to do more ”
Without further ado, he pulled her close and kissed her, a husky growl sounding in the back of his throat when her firm little breasts brushed against his chest. She liked being carried; he remembered that and smiled.
He took her mouth in a long, intoxicating kiss and sober thought became too much of a challenge. A tension of a very different kind began to lace her body. She became ridiculously conscious of the silk rubbing against her swollen nipples and the dampness at her feminine core. Her body was responding to the chemistry between her and Bennett with a life of its own, blossoming like a flower suddenly brought into bloom by the sunshine. Only chemistry, just sex, she reflected in an abbreviated fashion as she warded off her insecurities. There was nothing to fear, nothing to be ashamed of, nothing she need avoid to protect herself.
“You’re so… hot, you’re literally on fire” Rachel said dizzily. The chemistry they had was in overdrive, lighting her up from the inside out with a prickling, tingling energy that her body could no longer contain.
Having sex with Bennett didn’t mean she was about to get silly ideas about him and start pining when he was no longer available. Yet she still couldn’t drag her gaze from his beautifully shaped, passionate mouth.
Bennett studied her with veiled eyes, black lashes rimming the glint of smouldering gold. Desire was lancing through him with lightning-force potency, sending tiny ripples of tension through his big, powerful frame. He couldn’t take his eyes off her lush mouth and the pouting crowns of her small breasts, which stirred softly below the fine silk of her top every time she shifted position.
Her silk top fell in a colourful splash of silk to the wooden floor and, with a ragged sigh of appreciation, Bennett closed his hands to the pert swell of her breasts, his thumbs expertly capturing and massaging the protruding pink peaks until they were taut and throbbing and the very breath was catching in her tightening throat. Her hips dug into the mattress beneath her, seeking to sate the hollow ache tugging at her pelvis.
He put his mouth to her neck and skimmed the tip of his tongue along her delicate collarbone and then, gently lowering her flat on the bed, he roamed down over her ribcage, sending delicious little jolts of desire through her each time he captured the tender peaks of her breasts.
Passion had claimed Rachel. She was so obsessed. Her temperature was rocketing higher and higher, a sheen of perspiration on her brow, and her heart was hammering so fast it felt as if it were at the foot of her throat. Her hand delving into his luxuriant black hair, she pulled him up to her and kissed him with all the urgent hunger racing through her. He pushed her skirt up above her knees and trailed his fingers slowly up her inner thighs. Every inch of her felt stretched taut with the extreme wanting that had taken her over and she gritted her teeth as he anchored his fingers to her knickers and trailed them off. She wanted his touch so bad it hurt and she squirmed in a fever of need.
“I’m trying to go slow,” Bennett bit out raggedly, ‘but I feel like an express train.’
“Talking too much,” she told him
He shifted against her thigh, letting her feel the smooth, hard length of his erection
One kiss melted into the next but as his hands roved skilfully over her, lingering on pulse points and teasing erogenous zones, lying still beneath his ministrations became tougher and tougher. Her nipples throbbed from his attentions, sending arrows of fire down to the tender, pulsing pussy.
He stroked her and her spine arched.
“You’re so wet, so ready for me,” Bennett husked.
“Of course ” she smiled
A tiny shiver racked her slight frame, all the heat coalescing in the swollen, delicate tissue between her thighs. She squeezed her eyes tight shut, striving to stay in control and not betray how new it all was to her. But with every ravishing caress, he seduced her away from control. Soft gasps parted her lips, her neck extending, tendons clenching as the stimulation became almost too much to bear.