Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“Touch me, then. Anything you want, but for God’s sake, Luke, stop the ache.”
“It’s only now, Sammy. I can’t give you forever.”
“I’m not asking for it.”
“Are you sure?”
She gripped my neck. “Fuck me, Luke. Now.”
I crashed my mouth back to hers, drinking her sweetness, feasting on her mouth like a starving man. I slid my hands up her legs, dipping under the lace I found to her wetness. She moaned low in her throat as I began to finger-fuck her, and she rode my hand in desperation.
“So fucking sexy in this dress,” I hissed into her ear. “So beautiful as you ride my fingers. You’re gonna come, aren’t you, Lady?”
“Yes.”
I laughed darkly, speeding up my movements. “First on my hand, then on my cock.”
She tightened around me, her body shaking. I kissed her screams of pleasure silent, keeping them for me and me alone. I felt her body begin to jerk and throb as she surrendered. While she was still absorbing the pleasure, I fumbled with my belt and zipper and slid her panties aside, sinking in deep. She shuddered, her head dropping to my shoulder. I began to move, my strokes powerful and hard. She turned her face to my neck, licking and biting me, her quiet sounds of passion continual in my ear.
“Oh God, Luke—”
“Please, yes, yes—just like that.”
“Harder, more, please,” she begged.
I braced my hand against the wood and held her tight, trapped between me and the building. I drove into her mindlessly, the pleasure snapping up and down my spine until my orgasm hit me. Hard. Biting. Blistering heat that made me hold her tighter, groan into her ear, and curse.
“Fuck, Sammy. What the hell are you doing to me?” I hissed. I captured her mouth as I crested, mumbling against her lips. “Beautiful Lady. Beautiful, sexy Lady.” I kissed her. “My Lady.”
She buried her face into my neck as we recovered. Our breathing evened out, and I shook my head. I had taken her like a rutting animal against the side of a barn. Anyone could have come around the corner and seen us. I pressed a kiss to her head. “I got carried away.”
She lifted her head, meeting my eyes. Hers danced and shone with mischief. “Are we ever gonna do it like normal in a bed, or are you particularly attached to hard surfaces?”
I set her down on her feet, cupping her face and kissing her.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No.”
“Then let me take you home and show you how much I can pleasure you in a bed too.”
“I like the sound of that.”
I kissed her pert nose. “I like you.” I peered around the corner. “We’ll need to get to the truck without being seen.”
“Oh,” she whispered, ducking under me and peering too. “Like spies. This is a recon mission. I like it.” She grabbed my hand. “Follow me, 007. I’ll lead.”
I chuckled as we stuck to the shadows and ducked around cars and trucks until we got to mine. A couple of times, she pulled me down, kissing me to stop me from laughing at her antics.
When we got to the truck, we slid in and I started it, heading toward the ranch. She reached over and took my hand, squeezing it. “Told you I’d get us out of there safely.”
“Good job, Lady.”
Our fingers remained intertwined all the way home.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
LUKE
When we arrived back at the ranch, I followed Sammy inside, frowning as she headed toward her room. I tugged on her hand. “Where do you think you’re going, Lady?”
She laughed, running her finger over my jaw. “I’m going to change and get something to eat.”
I blinked. “Eat?” I had other ideas for how to spend the rest of the evening, and food hadn’t made the list.
“Your sister told me about all the delicious food there would be at the dance. Between talking to people and you sexing me up, I got none of it.”
“I’ve got something you can nibble on,” I assured her. “An entire mouthful.”
She chuckled, the sound light and feminine. “I have no doubt you do. But I need to eat food first. A girl needs her strength.”
I brushed my mouth across hers. “Okay. Meet you in the kitchen in ten.”
I changed and was back in the kitchen in a few moments. Sammy was even faster, already in the fridge, pulling out some cold chicken and other items. It felt oddly natural to sit with her at the table, having an impromptu picnic and simply talking to her. She was witty and engaging, and I liked to hear her laugh.
“What was the deal with my shirt earlier?” I asked.
She propped her elbow on the table. “You have no idea, do you?”
“Obviously not.”
“Your jeans hug your ass. Your shirt shows off your shoulders, and the black looks so good against your skin. Add in the rolled-up sleeves showing off your sexy forearms and the hat?” She shook her head. “That’s eye candy, Cowboy. Pure, one hundred percent turn-on.”