Rachel didn’t know if she should be happy or angry about the fact that Luke and Allie were traveling somewhere. She’d managed to eavesdrop on their conversation in their bedroom and she was pleased about the fact that she stepped on that information. But that didn’t change anything because Luke was going somewhere with Allie. On some kind of office retreat. They were going to a villa so far away that Rachel couldn’t reach them even if she wanted to.
It was solely work related. That’s what Luke told Allie but she doubted that. Allie was a persistent bitch, she was going to use the opportunity to confess her feelings to Luke and have him wrapped around her finger. But what could Rachel do? She was frustrated. Everything was not going according to plan.
She immediately dressed up and grabbed her purse. She knew where she had to go for solution.
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“… and I don’t know what to do. That Allie is going to snatch my Luke away from me because I won’t be there to stop her. What do I do, Bennett…?”
She wailed. As usual, she’d gone to see Bennett because he was all she had. His world too had a calming effect on her and that was exactly what she needed right now.
“There has to be something you can do to stop them from going so you can keep a close watch on them” he mused
She wished she could. “I can’t” she lamented. “from what I heard, they’re traveling tomorrow morning. Before I come up with something to stop them, they’ve already gone”
Bennett kept silent for a while, then smiled
“You know where they’re traveling to, right?” He asked
“Yes ”
“Then why don’t you follow them” he suggested and it felt like a wrecking ball had hit realization on her. Why hadn’t she thought about it? It was a brilliant plan. If she followed them, she would be able to keep a close eye on them and disrupt Allie’s love confession.
She smiled at Bennett. He was an amazing friend. He always had the solution to all her problems.
“You’re irreplaceable” she threw herself at him and began to kiss him, wicked heat coiled at her feminine core, making her shift against the cool sheet. Suffering from not a single inhibited bone in his magnificent body, he peeled off those jeans with deliberate slowness and he watched her like a hawk. Studying him with an attention that had become distinctly fixed, Rachel tried and failed to suppress her nervous tension, for, while he was gloriously, breathtakingly male, he was also hugely aroused.
He slid into the bed and leant over her with wicked amusement still brimming in his clear dark golden eyes.
‘Your determination is the hottest, sweetest turn-on I’ve ever had,’ Bennett confided, plundering her lush mouth with a hard, deep, explicit kiss that left her reeling.
“Hmm…” Rachel mumbled, only to gasp out loud as he rolled her back from him to explore the straining peaks of her breasts.
Every nerve-ending already primed with anticipation, her body was still supersensitised to his touch. She lay back, wanton with longing, shivers of desire rippling through her, the dulled, tightening ache between her thighs making it impossible for her to stay still. When he burned a passionate trail down over her unbearably tender flesh, a driven little moan parted her lips. Every feeling was intensified. The warm, clean male scent of him flared her nostrils, so familiar even after so long that her very senses rejoiced in him.
Her hands found the corded smoothness of his shoulders and then clutched into his thick hair, her hunger climbing with shameless greed and impatience. She wanted, needed…and he knew what she needed. He traced the moist, swollen heart of her and with intoxicating expertise roused her to a fever pitch of desire. She cried out in sensual shock, for the pleasure was mindless and unrelenting, and before very long the surge of her own hunger was more than she could bear.
‘Oh…please…’ she begged, hardly knowing what she was saying, her hips writhing, her whole being pitched on a tormenting edge.
‘Want me?’ His lean, strong face rigid with the control he was exerting over his own impatience, he gazed down at the hauntingly lovely face that had somehow continually, infuriatingly superimposed itself over every other feminine image he had tried to rouse an interest in. Having her just once would end that, set him free.
‘So…much,’ she admitted.
Hot, hungry golden eyes locked to her with laser-force intensity. He came over her, spread her slender thighs with precision, took a deep, shuddering breath and plunged into the slick, wet heat of her. An agonised groan of pleasure was wrenched from him.
He took her soft pink mouth in a hard, deep kiss. Faster than the speed of light, her own body reacted to the surge of heat that flared in her pelvis. Her head swam, her knees shook. She could no more have halted the chain reaction of her own desire than she could have pulled back from him. More primitive reactions had taken over, making her push herself into contact with the hard muscularity of his lithe, powerful frame. A startled whimper of burning excitement broke in her throat as his tongue ravished the tender interior of her mouth.
He set her back from him. Adrenalin on full charge, he was on a complete high. At that moment, it didn’t matter that the fierce ache of his own sexual hunger was actual pain. He was getting too big a kick out of watching her stumble back from him like a blind woman to steady herself on the chair back and he was revelling in the satisfied look on her face.
Rachel now knew what to do. Her best friend had given her the strength and zeal. She was going to follow Luke and Allie to where they were going and she’ll thwart all of Allie’s plans because she was obsessive and Luke was hers.