Page 216 of The Havenport Collection

Nora

L uke kissed me softly and then slung me into his arms. He effortlessly carried me up the stairs toward my bedroom. I didn’t know what to say—my head was spinning from his declaration. I wrapped my arms around his neck and breathed in deeply.

“What are you doing?” I asked quietly.

“Last time was too rushed. I want you in a bed, Nora. I want to take my time and look into your beautiful eyes as you come.”

I gasped. I wanted that too. And sooner rather than later, thank you very much.

My body craved his touch. And as he laid me down gently on my bed I threw my arms around him, pulling him close. My lips found his in a languid kiss that made my toes tingle.

This was different. He was different. Slow and intense, kissing every inch of me while gently easing my clothes off. Gently circling my nipple while gazing up at me. And savoring every single taste of my skin.

I was going out of my mind with lust. The ache in my core made me clench my thighs. “Luke,” I panted. “I want to feel you inside me.”

“I have more exploring to do,” he said, smiling between my thighs.

“No,” I protested. “Later. This is what I want. Now. Nothing between us."

He picked his head up, surprised. “Really?”

I nodded, pulling him closer to kiss him. “Yes. I have an IUD and I’ve been tested recently.”

“So have I.” I pulled his shirt off, desperate to feel his skin.

“Are you sure?”

I ran my hands down his chest, pausing at the top of his jeans. “Please. I need to feel all of you.”

“I’ve never done that before.” He seemed uncertain.

“Me neither. But I want you to be the first.”

“You make it so hard to control myself, woman,” he said, gently nipping on my lip. “But I can’t say no to you.”

He took off his pants, quickly covering my body with his. I craved his touch, his warmth, the weight of him pinning me to the bed.

Normally I took the lead during sex. I called the shots and always made sure to be on top. But this felt perfect, so sexy and so right.

Luke made me feel things I’d never felt before. Being with him was changing me, and I wanted this with him. I wanted something more than I had ever had before.

I could feel him, easing inside me, pausing to let me adjust to his size. He cupped my face, angling my head to meet his hungry lips. I wrapped my legs around him, and he groaned as I took him even deeper.

He slid inside me slowly, savoring every inch with slow, deliberate strokes. Our eyes locked as he gently rocked inside me.

“Nothing has ever felt this good,” he breathed into my ear as I ran my fingers through his hair. And he wasn’t wrong.

Generally I liked my sex fast and furious, but this, this was on another level. Every cell in my body was lit up with lust but also something else—affection?

This was more than sex; it was a next level connection that I had never experienced before.

I ran my hands down his back, pulling him closer as his thrusts intensified. His mouth and hands teased me mercilessly while I clung to him, gasping and digging my nails into his back.

He took me higher and higher, his thick cock hitting every single spot as he thrust in and out, perfectly in control but determined.

I surrendered completely, letting him set the pace.

Just as I thought I couldn’t take any more, he reached down between us and gently rubbed my clit in slow circles, making me ache for release.

“Luke,” I gasped. “Yes, that’s perfect.”

His pace quickened, but his thrusts remained hard and deep and he rubbed my clit harder, bringing me to the precipice of release.

“Please,” I begged, arching my back off the bed and pulling him closer. He bent down and gently bit my nipple, sending me over the edge.

My release triggered his own as he poured himself into me, gasping my name and collapsing on top of me.

We lay next to each other, disoriented and slightly confused.

A grin spread slowly across his handsome face, making my stomach flutter. He was gorgeous, he was sexy, and he was mine.

“What was that?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” he said, rubbing his face. “It was intense.”

I kissed his cheek. “I liked it.”

He gathered me in his arms, and I relaxed against his chest, feeling his heart rate begin to slow. “I love fucking you. And don’t worry, I’ll still spank you and pull your hair whenever you want. But I think I like this too. I like slow and intense. “

Recognition dawned. We were no longer fooling around or scratching an itch. Something very real had grown between us. “What does this mean?” I asked, avoiding eye contact.

He pulled me closer and kissed my neck. “It means you’re mine and I’m yours. It means we’re together now.” I tried to wrap my mind around this new reality. After swearing for so long I would never let anyone else in, I had done just that.

I pushed myself up on my elbow, looking serious. “I need to warn you, Luke. I’m not a good girlfriend. I’m jealous and possessive and high maintenance.”

He curled his arms around me, gently stroking my back. “Stop trying to scare me off. You know how I feel about you. And I love those things about you.”

And that was it. I was smitten. I had never felt so cared for and cherished in my life. As scary as this thing with Luke was, I knew in my heart I was all in.