Testing The Boss(36)

She had to bite her lip to keep from moaning as he slipped his fingers into her tender flesh, as his tongue stroked over her sensitive clit. Her hips bucked, but his free hand held her down as he kept on with the sensual torture, alternating between driving her higher with his fingers and mouth.

She reached down to run her fingers through his hair, not sure whether she was pulling him closer or pushing him away. It was so hard to think straight when it felt as though her entire body was burning.

And then she was on fire. The orgasm crashed into her, deep waves of pleasure washing over her. Her head fell back and she allowed herself to savor the moment.

When she opened her eyes a few seconds later, Luke was standing and pulling off his jeans. She held her breath as his erection sprung free. Her body craved him inside her. Filling her.

She bit her lip to keep from begging him to come back to bed as he kicked off his jeans and bent to pull out a condom from the back pocket. As he rolled it over his hard cock, she was half convinced he was taking his time just to tease her.

Finally, she gave up on being proud. “Luke,” she breathed. “Please. I need this.”

He smiled as he looked down at her. “You need me?”

“I need you,” she admitted, her hand held out to him.

He climbed up her body, pushing her farther onto the bed as his blazing hot skin touched hers all over. “I need you too, baby,” he said as his mouth crashed down on hers. As his tongue plundered her mouth, he settled between her thighs, his erection pressing against her core as her feet stroked the back of his legs, encouraging him to move.

But before he gave her what she wanted so badly, he pulled away, pushing her hair out of her eyes, and stared down at her.

“What are you waiting for?” she snapped as the desire reached a record high.

“Well, someone told me that you liked to talk dirty in bed, and I have yet to hear anything dirty come out of that sexy mouth of yours.”

She was going to kill him. Fuck him first, but there was definitely going to be killing too. “Are you kidding?”

“Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.” He pressed the head of his cock against her clit as a form of erotic bribery.

“I’m not doing this now,” she warned.

He smiled down at her. “I can’t think of a better time to talk dirty.”

Evelyn pushed herself up just enough to brush her lips against his. “Please, Luke. Fuck me. I need you inside me so bad. Please fill my—”

He thrust inside in one long, sure stroke. She groaned at the sudden sensation. He was big and it had been too long since she’d been with a man. He remained still for a few moments, allowing her to adjust. Then he pulled almost all the way out and thrust again. Evelyn’s fingers bit into Luke’s back as he started to move. All sign of playfulness in him was gone. He seemed wholly transfixed by her as he kissed her forehead and then started to move in fast, powerful strokes.

All she could do was hold on as a new wave of pleasure crashed over her. He braced himself on one arm while his free hand slid under her ass to hold her in place for his pistoning hips.

The friction of his skin moving against hers added to her arousal, and when she lifted one knee higher, opening herself as wide as possible to him, that was the last straw. A second orgasm hit her, and this time, she screamed.

Luke pumped into her faster and harder until his own orgasm erupted. He buried his face into her neck as he came, holding her close as he shuddered his release.

Evelyn came back to reality slowly, trying to catch her breath as she ran her hands over Luke’s muscular back, taking a moment to savor the feel of him in her arms.

Luke let out a little laugh against her skin and she feathered her fingers through his hair. “What’s so funny?” she breathed.

“Just thinking...”

“Oh no. Luke Devereaux thinking. That’s never a good sign.”

He gave her hip a playful swat.

She gave a mock surprised sound. “Fine, fine! Sorry. What were you thinking about?”

He pushed himself up to look down at her. “I was thinking that this was the best house tour I’ve ever given.”





CHAPTER FOURTEEN


Luke rolled over and reached for Evelyn, like he had done plenty of times in the night, but this time her warm, naked body wasn’t there. He felt around on the empty sheets, but all he felt was cold emptiness.

He opened his eyes and confirmed that he was alone in the bedroom. Damn it. He knew the night would have to end at some point, but that didn’t mean he had to be happy about it.

Groaning, he rubbed a hand over his eyes. The sun was shining brightly through the window, but he didn’t feel as if he’d slept in. Granted, he’d been in bed for over twelve hours, but he’d been awake for most of it.