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“I dream about that every night, baby,” he said, breathing the words against my lips. “Glad we’re in this together.”

I smiled against his mouth. Only he could make me do that under the circumstances.

I thought Lukas was going to use my hand to finish the job, but he moved like a man possessed, knocking my hand out of the way and pressing his fingers right into me.

I caught a scream in the back of my throat and sucked in the breath we were sharing, our mouths pressed together. We weren’t kissing, not really, just aligned from forehead down to our lips and staring right into each other's eyes.

“You feel fucking amazing,” Lukas said, his voice going hoarse.

He curled his fingers up and my voice broke on a whimper. Suddenly I wanted to kill the guard who’d interrupted us that night, dragging Lukas away from me, because he knew what he was doing. Hereallyknew what he was doing.

Two fingers pumped into me quickly, using a rapid pace that I didn’t even need to tell him I liked. His thumb was pressed higher, right over my clit, pressing down in rhythmic pulses as his fingers moved in and out.

Before he walked in, I was trying everything I could to come faster, to feel that burst of energy through my chest. But now I was trying to stay it off, just to hold onto this moment a little longer and feel Lukas as close as I’d always wanted him.

It was a futile attempt though, because I was barreling so fast toward release there was no stopping it.

And when Lukasfinallypressed his lips to mine, I was done for.

Grabbing onto Lukas’s forearm for support, I went over the edge, coming on a shattered moan against his lips.

Lukas broke the kiss and inhaled sharply, like he was trying to breathe in the sounds and keep them for himself.

We stayed like that for a second, foreheads pressed together and just taking in each other’s air.

“Luke, I—” I whispered, then broke off. I was unsure what to say.

Lukas shook his head, stealing another short kiss. “Not yet.”

“Okay,” I breathed, trailing my hands over his shoulder and neck. I could deal with no talking if it meant I could finally feel him moving inside me.

Lukas inhaled deeply, slowly removing his fingers from me. A broken sound of protest left my lips before I could stop it, but Lukas got up and walked into the bathroom.

I stared at the ceiling in the darkness and tried to unpack whatever the fuck just happened.

The sound of the shower turning on startled me and before I could think better of it, I got up and walked in.

Lukas was standing under the spray, both hands on the tile and very,veryhard.

“Luke, you’re um…” I nodded down at him when he turned to look at me.

“I got you off because I wanted to. Not to get anything in return. There’s plenty of time for that.”

At my stunned silence, Lukas spoke again. “So, you can either get in here with me, stand there and watch, or wait in bed. But when I fuck you for the first time, I don't want there to be any confusion between us. And that is a much longer conversation that I can't have right now. This shit with Nikolas drained me.”

Oh. Okay.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and chose option two.

I was greedy and let my eyes roam over every inch of his body. A flicker of annoyance coasted through me. He just had to be that perfect, didn’t he?

Lukas kept stealing glances at me, forcing my eyes up to his before breaking to stare at his arms, his legs, his muscled ass.

I didn’t think I blinked once, not until he stepped out and wrapped a towel around his waist, catching the ice-cold droplets of water trailing down his stomach.

“Enjoy that?” he asked, eyes dropping to my cheeks where I was sure there was a fiery blush.

“Mhm.” Still not quite able to form words.