His Lover to Protect - Katee Robert Page 0,38

It took some wiggling and help from Luke, but she finally got them off. Then, with her still on her knees, she looked up and met his gaze. His green eyes darkened, and she could almost hear all the things he must be fighting not to say. Sexy words that seemed to drive all the way to her soul and leave their imprint there. He made her feel like a seductress who could bring men to their knees with the least bit of effort.

There’s only one man I want on his knees.

You.

Luke could barely catch his breath. In the few days he’d known her, he’d spent considerable time imagining Alexis in this position in front of him. She licked her lips and he nearly groaned. “Darlin’, you’re killing me.”

“Not yet. But I will be.” She unbuttoned his jeans and worked them down his hips, taking his boxer briefs with them, lightly dragging her nails over his skin.

He braced himself for the inevitable flinch when her hand came in contact with the worst of his scars around his knee, but she gave it a cursory glance and then nudged his legs up, one at a time, to get his pants and underwear off. Once the last of his clothes were gone, she just looked at him, stripping him bare in a way he never had been before.

Alexis gave a strange little happy sigh. “You really are beautiful.”

Her words hit him in the gut. She sounded like she meant it, and he wasn’t prepared for the shock to his system. What the hell did a woman like Alexis see in a scarred and battered man like himself? Whatever it was, it made her lips curve up and her eyes shine. She ducked down and pressed her lips to his knee, backing up quickly, as if she wasn’t sure of her welcome.

She’d kissed him there, where most people could barely stand to look.

Luke’s heart gave a heavy thump and his body felt too hot. “Again.”

“You’re sure?”

He swallowed down his reflexive sharp comment. Her question was serious, and so he owed her a serious answer. “Please, darlin’. Touch me.” He needed her hands on him like he needed his next breath, and he wasn’t about to stand in his own way, not right now. Not when it came to Alexis.

Her smile widened. “I’d hoped you’d say that.” Another kiss to his knee, and then she worked her way up the outside of his right thigh, pressing kiss after kiss to the scarred skin until she hit his hip bone. Her cheek brushed his cock, and he couldn’t hold back a groan. She ran her hands up his legs to his hips. “You want me here.”

This was no time for games, but he couldn’t stop the words demanding to be voiced. “I want those pretty lips of yours around my cock.”

Another kiss to the sensitive skin inside his hip. “Tell me more.”

“I want you to put that wicked mouth to use and suck me deep, until you’re sure you can’t take any more. I want you to use your tongue to drive me crazy until my knees buckle and all I can think about is dragging you up my body and fucking you senseless.”

She took his cock in her hand and slid her fingers up and down his length. “Is that all?”

The little tease. Luke barked out a laugh. “Darlin’, if you keep it up, I’m going to skip right to the fucking you senseless part.” His breath shuddered out when she made a fist and pumped him twice. “I changed my mind. I’m going to toss you on that bed over there and rip those jeans off so there’s nothing between my mouth and your skin. I’ve been craving another taste of you.”

“Not yet. I’m running this show, remember?” And with that, she took him in, her lips sliding along his cock and her wet mouth dragging him deeper.

Luke gave up trying to hold himself back and laced his hands in her long dark hair. “That’s it, darlin’. Fuck, you make me feel so goddamn good.” She rolled her tongue along the underside of his cock, nearly making his eyes cross. “Christ, Alexis.” He couldn’t take much more of this. Desperate for her, he used his grip on hair to pull her up and into a kiss. “I need you—right now.”

“Good, because the feeling’s mutual.” She pulled her shirt off while he went to work on her pants, nearly toppling them onto the bed