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Chapter 13: Luke

T he second we stepped out of the restaurant; my patience snapped. I could still hear her voice in my head, low and teasing, describing how she wasn’t wearing anything under her dress tonight.

Damn it, I was done pretending.

The cameras flashed as I pulled her toward the car, the media yelling questions I couldn’t be bothered to hear. All I could think about was getting her alone.

The valet scrambled to bring the car around, his wide eyes darting between me and Avery. I must’ve looked like a man possessed because he didn’t waste a second tossing me the keys.

“Get in,” I growled, yanking open the passenger door.

Avery slid inside, her green eyes bright as she smiled up at me.

She wasn’t scared or embarrassed—no, she looked thrilled. Like she knew exactly what she was doing to me and loved every second of it.

By the time I rounded the car and got behind the wheel, my blood was roaring, and my hands were tight on the steering wheel.

When I glanced at her and saw the way she was looking at me, her lips parted, her chest rising and falling a little too quickly, her thighs pressing together, I knew my restraint wasn’t going to last.

Not tonight.

I screeched out toward home, but the second we hit a red light, I shifted in my seat to face her.

“Pull your dress up,” I commanded, edged with the heat that had been building for weeks.

Her brows lifted, and a sly smile curved her lips. “What if someone sees?”

“They won’t.” I told her. “And even if they do, I don’t care.”

Her cheeks flushed as she bit her lip. Then, with slow, deliberate movements, she gathered the fabric of her dress and pulled it up her thighs, inch by inch.

Fuck.

The sight of her bare skin, soft, smooth, so close, made my self control shatter. I reached out, dragging her legs apart and running my hand up her inner thigh. She gasped, her body jerking slightly, but she didn’t stop me.

“You weren’t lying,” I murmured, my fingers brushing against the slick heat between her thighs.

She was soaked, and the realization sent a dark thrill through me. I slid one finger through her folds, teasing, before pushing it inside her.

“Luke,” she moaned, her head falling back against the seat.

“Look at me,” I growled.

Her eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto mine. I kept my hand moving, slow and steady, while my thumb circled that sensitive spot that made her hips buck against me.

“You want this,” I said, my voice rough and unrelenting. “Say it.”

“Yes,” she gasped, her voice trembling with need.

“What do you want, Avery?”

“You,” she whispered, her cheeks flushing even deeper. “I want you.”

Damn right she did.

The light turned green, but I didn’t move. Instead, I pulled my hand back, ignoring her soft sound of protest, and gripped the back of her neck, pulling her toward me.

“I’ve been waiting for this,” I growled against her lips. “Waiting to touch you. Taste you. Take you.”

She didn’t reply. She didn’t need to. Her mouth crashed into mine, her kiss as demanding as the woman herself. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, and for a moment, I forgot where we were.

A horn blared behind us, snapping me back to reality.

“Not here,” I muttered against her lips, pulling away just enough to turn my attention back to the road.

Her breath came in soft pants, her lips swollen and glossy, and it took every ounce of willpower I had not to pull over and finish this right now.

I pressed down on the accelerator, the car surging forward as I headed for somewhere, anywhere, we could be alone.

Home.

The second I threw the car into park, I was on her, dragging her into my lap as her dress rode up her hips. Her knees pressed into the seat on either side of me, her warmth settling against my thighs as her arms wrapped around my neck.

“Luke,” she begged as she ground against me.

I slid my hands down her back, over the curve of her hips, and gripped her ass, pulling her closer. “You’ve been driving me insane,” I growled.

I kissed her hard, my hands roaming over her body, exploring every inch of her soft, smooth skin. My mouth found her neck, sucking and biting just hard enough to leave a mark, while my hands pushed her dress higher.

Her moans filled the car, soft and breathless, as I kissed my way down her chest, pulling the fabric of her dress aside to reveal more of her.

“You’re perfect,” I murmured against her skin, my voice thick with need. “Every inch of you.”

Her body arched into me as I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking and flicking my tongue over the sensitive peak.

“Harder,” she gasped, her hips grinding against me.

I pulled back, my breathing ragged, and looked up at her. “I want you to remember this,” I said. “I want you to remember how it feels to be mine.”

Her lips parting as if to speak, but no words came out. Fuck. I need to see all of her.

“Out,” I growled, my voice edged with the kind of authority that left no room for argument.

Avery barely hesitated as she opened her door and stepped onto the driveway. I thanked every God know to me that the house was hidden from prying eyes.

Her dress was still hiked up from her teasing, her thighs bare and begging for my touch. I met her on the passenger side, slamming the door shut behind her before backing her against it.

“You think this is a game?” I growled. "Does this feel like I'm playing?"

Her lips curled into a smug smile.. “Maybe,” she said, tilting her chin up. “But I'm playing too.”

I grabbed her waist and lifted her onto the hood of the car, my hands sliding up her thighs to push the dress higher. The fabric bunched at her hips, exposing her to the cool night air, and to me.

She parted her thighs wider, her cheeks flushed, her breaths shallow. “Time to stop playing.”

That was all the permission I needed.

I leant over her, my hands gripping her thighs and spreading them open further. She gasped as I pressed a kiss to the sensitive skin above her knee, then another, trailing higher and higher until my mouth hovered over her core.

Her hips jerked forward, and I smirked, watching her squirm under my touch.

“Luke, please,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

“Please, what?” I teased, running a single finger through her slick folds, just enough to make her whimper. “Say it, Avery.”

Her eyes locked onto mine, wild and desperate. “I need your mouth. Now.”

I didn’t make her ask twice.

I leaned in, my tongue sweeping over her in one long, deliberate stroke. She cried out, her hands flying to my hair as her thighs tensed around me. I gripped her hips, holding her in place as I devoured her, my tongue circling and flicking her sensitive clit until she was gasping my name.

Her hips began to move, grinding against my mouth as her moans grew louder, more frantic. I slid two fingers inside her, thrusting deep and curling them just right, and she nearly came off the hood of the car.

“Fuck, Luke!” she gasped, her nails digging into my scalp.

“That’s it,” I growled against her, the vibrations making her shudder. “Ride my hand. Show me how much you want it.”

She didn’t hold back, her hips rolling against my fingers as I thrust them harder, deeper. The slick sounds of her arousal filled the night air, mingling with her breathless moans and the low growls rumbling in my chest.

Her body tensed, her back arching as she clutched at me, and I knew she was close.

“Come for me, Avery,” I commanded, my fingers pumping into her while my tongue worked her clit. “Let go.”

She shattered with a cry, her entire body shaking as waves of pleasure crashed over her. I didn’t stop, coaxing her through every second of her orgasm until she was trembling and breathless, her head falling back against the windshield.

I stood, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand as I towered over her, my chest heaving. Her skin was flushed, her eyes half-lidded, and she looked like everything I’d ever wanted.

But I wasn’t done with her. Not even close.

“You think we’re done?” I asked.

Her gaze flicked to mine, still hazy with pleasure but filled with that fiery defiance I craved. “Fuck I hope not.”

“Good.” I grabbed her hand, pulling her off the car and spinning her toward me. “Because I'm not stopping until I hear you screaming my name again.”

She bit her lip, her eyes dark with anticipation. “Then what are you waiting for?”

My mouth crashed into hers, claiming her in a kiss that left no doubt about what was coming next.