With the taste of Luke still in my throat, I grin when he looks down at me as if he’s about to lose all control. But underneath all that desire and need he looks at me like I’m the most precious thing in the world to him. His gaze is filled with wanton desire, and I can feel the heat from the fire burning our skin. I’d never let a guy come in my mouth before, but with Luke, I wanted it more than anything.

Luke steps away from the fire, and I watch as he kicks off his jeans completely and throws his shirt toward the couch. As he stands naked in front of me, his cock still semi-hard and glistening with my saliva, I feel a throbbing ache between my legs. I’m so desperate for him it’s pathetic, but I can’t fight it anymore. Everything about him is mesmerizing—from his dark hair, black, claiming eyes, and the sleeve of tattoos on his arm down to his chiseled stomach and legs. But it’s more than just his looks. It’s his nurturing side that I know is deep inside him. He may hate my menacing, obnoxious dogs, but he’d never let anything happen to them or want them to get stuck in the foot of snow outside. Without a second thought, he let me into his home even when we’d been bickering nonstop. Everything he does is another part of his heart he’s desperately trying to guard. He’s not as detached and cold as he wants people to think, and slowly I see more of the real Luke underneath all his armor.

He’s every woman’s version of a wet fantasy, but he’s here with me. He’s choosing me. Even if it’s temporary, I’ll take every minute Luke gives me. He holds this power over me that I can’t explain. I just know that my body craves him, and I’m not about to deny either of us what I know we both want—what we both desperately need.

Luke grabs me by the arms and pulls me up to my feet. Gently, he brushes his fingers across my cheek and wraps a loose strand of hair behind my ear. He looks at me with so much lust in his eyes that I’m almost breathless just watching him. My gaze flickers to his mouth as he licks his lips, taunting me as I wait for his next move.

I already know what Luke’s fingers are capable of, but I can only imagine what his mouth can do. My intuition tells me he could ruin me, in more ways than one, and I wouldn’t even stop him.

I’d be helpless to stop him.

Wrapping my arms around his waist, I step as close to him as humanly possible. I don’t want any distance between us, and by the looks of it, he doesn’t either.

“You sure you want this? Once I mark you, Kylie, you’re mine. Every part of you. Got it?” The roughness of his voice is filled with emotion as he holds our gazes, making sure I’m fully aware of what he’s offering. However, he doesn’t need to worry because there’s something stronger here that binds us together and even if I don’t fully understand what it is, I’m all in.

Tilting up the corner of my lips, I nod. “Kiss me, you fool.”

He releases a feral growl, and before I can comprehend what it means, he cups my face and crashes his mouth to mine. The heat is instant, and when he slides his tongue between my lips, a moan so deep and loud escapes my throat that even I’m shocked by it. I feel his smile against my mouth. I can tell it’s one of satisfaction as he tilts my head back farther and deepens the kiss. My tongue intertwines with his, and the connection brews so strong between us that it’s like electricity moving through my body.

I feel his cock harden between us and the urge to have him inside me intensifies. I’ve never wanted anyone more in my entire life, and the anticipation is killing me. As I entwine my arms around his neck, he lifts me up effortlessly until my legs wrap around his waist. Our lips stay glued together as he walks us down the hallway and once we’re in his bedroom, he kicks the door shut and pins me to the back of it with his hips.

Clinging to him for support, I feel him reach down between us and stroke his cock. He rubs the tip along my wet slit, teasing the shit out of me, and when I can’t handle it anymore, I beg him to take me out of my misery.

“Luke, please,” I whimper, trying to grind against him but his fist stops me.

“Fuck, Kylie,” he groans. “You keep saying my name like that I can’t be held responsible for what I do to you,” he warns.

I smile in return, knowing I’m affecting him the same way he’s affecting me. Both of us so riled up, we can barely take it.

“Luke…” I repeat, but before I can get another word in, he leans back slightly until we’re aligned and slides inside. “Oh my God.” I already knew he was massive, but right now he’s stretching me so wide I can barely catch my breath.

“You’re so goddamn tight, princess. Holy fuck.” He grunts, sliding out and thrusting in again, this time deeper. He repeats that a few more times until he’s fully in and increases the pace.

His mouth latches to mine as I slide my hands into his hair. He keeps me pinned to the door, and when he reaches for my leg, he lifts it up until my ankle is on his shoulder. I never knew my body was capable of the way he’s adjusting us but the moment he thrusts back into me, it’s so deep I release the most unladylike scream. He shifts his lips down my jawline and buries himself in my neck as he fucks me harder and faster that I can’t control the moans coming from my mouth anymore.

“Goddamn, Kylie,” he growls in my ear. “Your pussy is going to be my weakness.”

“Don’t stop,” I plead. “I’m so close.”

I open my eyes and see him smirking. “Stop? Not a fucking chance.”

Luke slides his hands down to the globes of my ass and rocks our hips back and forth until I’m unraveling for him. I feel myself clenching around his cock as my head falls back against the door with a resounding thud. That was the most earth-shattering orgasm of my life.

“Feeling you come on my cock is even better than my fingers. Who knew?” He grins like a cocky bastard, obviously proud of himself, but I can’t even find the words to jab him back. “We’re not done, princess.”

He keeps true to his word and carries us to the bed. I don’t know how much more I can take. He places me on my back and tells me to hold my ankles, so I’m spread out. Then he fucks me deep and hard until I’m exploding all over again. It’s nothing I’ve ever experienced before, and I’m losing myself in him so fast, I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to recover.

“Bend that ass over for me, Kylie.” Luke flips me over and grabs my hips until I’m positioned in front of him. Standing, he aligns our bodies until he’s back inside me and I’m feeling him all over again, but somehow it feels even deeper. His fingers dig into my hips as he slams our bodies back and forth and the moment he tenses, I know he’s close.

“Flip over,” he demands as he takes a step back. I immediately obey and am completely unprepared for when he climbs over me and slides inside but this time it’s sweet and slow, and when he kisses me, it feels intimate. His hands explore my body, cupping my breasts, and kissing as much of my skin as he possibly can. Luke is so mesmerizing, it’s hard to even take my gaze off him.

Rocking back and forth, I wrap my legs around his hips and match him thrust for thrust until his entire body tightens and we’re both screaming out each other’s names.

Feeling Luke come inside me creates a bond I’ve never felt. The way he fucked me like his life depended on it to the way he cherished every part of me is something I’ve never experienced before—one I’ll never forget.

“You’re mine now, Kylie,” he reminds me, and I smile at the thought because there’s no one else’s I want to be.