When he stopped kissing me, I was deep in a Luke Lip Fog and his hand slid from my ass up my spine.
“Tonight,” he whispered. “I want you right here, but with my c**k inside you, while you make yourself come. Right now, beautiful, as much as it kills me, I’m gonna find Dexter.”
That cut through The Fog. “Luke.”
“I know you think you’re protectin’ me but I told you, this is somethin’ I gotta do.”
“Luke.”
He ignored me and carried on. “My woman is sittin’ in my lap with a torn lip and a black eye. This is not just about revenge. It’s about sendin’ a message.”
My body started getting tight. “Luke.”
His arms moved to wrap around me.
“Beautiful, I want everything you offered this morning but I can’t enjoy it until I know you’ll be safe. What I do puts you out there. Anyone who thinks to f**k with you has got to understand there’ll be consequences. What I’m doin’ will make you safe.”
“You can’t guarantee that.”
“I can sure as f**k try.”
My body finished getting tight and I glared at him.
“This is who I am,” he told me.
“I don’t like it,” I retorted.
He half-grinned again. “Yeah you do.”
How unbelievably arrogant.
“No I don’t,” I snapped.
The grin went full-fledged. “Babe.”
I tried to pull away. His arms went tight.
“Let me go,” I bit out.
“Not gonna happen.”
I went back to glaring and Luke burst out laughing. “One thing’s certain, life with you is never gonna be boring,” he informed me.
He said that like he wasn’t sure it was a good thing but he was looking forward to it anyway.
If I wasn’t naked, I would have put my hands on my hips. Instead, I tried to pull away again.
His hand went back into my hair, he tilted my head down and he kissed me. I fought it for a few beats, lost the fight and kissed him back.
When he stopped kissing me, he was back to grinning. “Try not to do anything today that’ll get you in trouble.”
“You try not to do anything that will get you incarcerated,” I shot back.
He laughed again (the nerve!) touched his lips to mine, shifted me aside then he was gone.
I know you don’t like it but I think he’s sweet for wanting to protect us, Good Ava shared.
It isn’t sweet, it’s HOT, Bad Ava chimed in.