Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 89259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
“Shall we, Miss Knox?” he asked, melting my heart with his smile.
“We Shall.”
Chapter 10
We rode to Luke’s house in almost complete silence. The classic tunes of country music filling our ears. We were constantly touching one another; me rubbing his knee or playing with the hand he had around me, him kissing my hair, my temple, caressing my shoulder and arm with feather like touches. I would occasionally glance up to admire his beautiful face and each time he caught me he would give me his signature smirk. I couldn’t believe how fond I was of him. My body was swarming with excitement. Every time he touched me, my body shuddered. I knew tonight would hold something special, and the days to come would be even greater. However, in the very back of my mind, where I hid things, I never wanted to think about a hint of nervousness or uncertainty.
At the house we got out, first him and then me, sliding across the seat to his open arms. He helped me from the truck, grabbing my hand leading me inside. “Would you like something to drink? Eat?” he asked, opening the fridge and getting a soda.
“No thank you,” I replied nervously. The anticipation for what was to come had me hungry alright, but not for food.
“You look so beautiful tonight,” he said, letting his eyes roam over my body. He made me feel shy and embarrassed for some reason. I smiled and looked at the floor, my cheeks scarlet; definitely not me. He walked over to me and lifted my chin up with his finger then trailed it down my throat to my neck, then between my breasts.
“I want to kiss you all over. I have never craved the taste of someone like I crave you.” A shudder racked through me and my body literally shook.
“Cold?” he asked, his voice low and dark.
“No,” I replied weakly. Without being able to control myself any longer, I launched myself at him. My hands wrapped around his neck as my mouth claimed his. His answering kiss was just as passionate as mine and before long he had my hair undone and wrapped around his hand, pulling my head back to deepen the kiss. I moaned in his mouth, just enjoying the taste of him. He didn’t even have to fuck me, just kiss me and I would be satisfied.
He pulled away from me suddenly. We were both breathless, staring at one another in the kitchen. I thought he was going to tell me no, that he wasn’t ready or that I wasn’t ready or that this is wrong, but Luke had a way of surprising me often, and this time, like all the others, he didn’t disappoint.
“I want to make love to you Dallas. I want to show you how a real man cares for a woman. I would never hurt you. I only want to protect you. Please, come to bed with me.”
What the hell was I supposed to say to that? A simple “let’s fuck” would have been good enough for me. I wandered why he felt like he needed to go into such detail about it. I wandered if maybe it was his way of apologizing for what happened. Deciding that was a good enough excuse for me, I agreed to go to bed with this man. I wanted the same things he wanted. I needed those things. My head had just started nodding when he scooped me into his arms and carried me to his bedroom.
Luke sat me down on the bed and went about the room lighting several candles I had not noticed before. How romantic. He turned the lights off and I lost my breath at the sight of him in the candle light glow. He was perfect. Dangerous, sexy, sweet, handsome, and tonight he was all mine. I smiled at the thought.
“Something funny?” he asked amused.
“I am just happy to be here, with you,” I said sincerely. A looked claimed his face, as if he were thinking very hard about something. He pulled his jacket off and laid it over the dresser, then his shoes and socks. I was getting my very own Luke strip tease. He walked up to me, loosening his tie, taking his vest off, and laying it with his jacket. I struggled to swallow at the sight of him. I stood up, unbuttoning his shirt as fast as I could. His body was like air to me and at that moment I couldn’t breathe without it. He sensed my need and grabbed both of my hands in one of his, while he deftly undone the buttons with the other. He let go of my hands to undo his cufflinks, never letting his eyes leave mine. Once his shirt was off, I stepped back to admire his chest and arms. His abs rippled down his stomach and the muscles in his arms were so well defined, that it seemed I was looking at a painted picture. My finger traced one of the tattoos on his arm, a tribal one that ran from his shoulder to his wrist. I grabbed his belt and very slowly slid it off and let it fall to the floor. He swallowed noisily and I was pleased with the effect I had on him. It seemed to fuel my desire, because in record time, I had his pants down and was staring at the large bulge in his boxer briefs.