Twin Deception(13)

She leaned over him, saw the desire flash in the depth of his eyes. “Two can play at your game,” she whispered before she took Luke in her hand. He was more than ready for her. Sadi ran her hand back and forth, teasing and stroking the length of him until he groaned. She felt a thrill rush through her at the sound escaping from his lips.

Sadi bent her head and took Luke into her mouth. She teased him the same way she had with her hand, running her mouth up and down his shaft, using her tongue to circle the tip of him. Luke finally moaned and moved Sadi’s head away. He brought her mouth up to his and tasted his own salty tang on her lips.

Sadi ran her hands down Luke’s chest, over the ridges of muscle, until they came to rest at his hips. She shifted her hips up, moved her lacy underwear aside and straddled Luke, burying him inside of her up to the hilt. She sighed with pleasure as Luke gasped. Sadi could feel desire quake through her thighs, lightning fast and red hot. She felt the tremble in Luke below her as he strained to hold onto control.

Sadi could tell, even as she started to move, that Luke was ready, that he was waiting for her. She could feel the heat building between her thighs, the white hot waves of pleasure that rolled up from her core, through her belly, to her breasts- the same white pleasure that stole through her legs- making her toes tingle.

Sadi kept her eyes closed, concentrating on how good it felt to have Luke inside of her. She could feel every inch of him. She rode Luke slowly, torturing him the way he had tortured her. The moans and gasps that tore from his lips sent Sadi’s head spinning. She deepened her rhythm, increasing in intensity as the fire built inside her. She could feel herself rocking towards the precipice, towards the brink. Sadi felt the heat build and gather, a tight ball of need inside her core. She felt the pleasure radiate through her body until it exploded in a blinding array that shattered her.

Sadi threw her head back and cried out Luke’s name, gripping him tightly against her, digging her nails into the tender flesh of his back. Luke responded instantly. He grabbed her hips, rocking her firmly, thrusting against her, building his own rhythm until he buried his head in Sadi’s neck and groaned, low and feral. Sadi held Luke while he shook, felt the throbbing of him deep inside her, felt her own muscles tremble in response.

Sadi stayed tucked against Luke for the longest time. She didn’t dare move, hardly dared breathe. The moment was so perfect she didn’t want to break it. Finally the chill air in the room caused her to move aside, pulling the blankets over her and Luke.

Though it was the middle of the afternoon, she felt Luke’s arms come around her, strong and protective. She glanced up and could tell that he was already falling asleep. So much for the tour they had planned this afternoon. Sadi smiled. She couldn’t say that she minded at all. She had wanted to visit Scotland since she was a little girl. To see its mystic castles looming out of shrouded mists. To take in the gently rolling hills, touch the lore steeped soil. She had always wanted to walk the moors and glens where battles had been fought and history had been made.

Looking over at Luke, sleeping peacefully, changed her mind. She was in no hurry to leave this room, this bed. Right here, curled against Luke’s side, now his wife, warm and safe, was where she wanted to be. In that moment, there was nothing wrong in the world. It was as if everything was frozen around them. Time and distance, all the wretched events that they had slogged through the last six months- it all seemed far away, as if it didn’t exist. It was just her and Luke.

Just two people who loved each other. Sadi knew then that it wold always be enough. That Luke would always be enough for her. Whether they had money and a nice house or whether they were broke, Sadi knew she would love him. Scotland could wait. Sadi had all the sights and sounds and feel of magic she needed when she looked at Luke.





Chapter 5


Scotland was everything Sadi had thought it would be. When she and Luke finally left their room, they were able to take in and experience everything Sadi had always dreamed of.

They had visited historic castles and battle scenes, and had seen the memorials and statues which stood as a salute to fallen Scottish heroes who fought so hard to gain the country’s independence. They had sampled some of the finest beer Sadi thought she had ever tasted, and listened to the beautiful sound of bagpipes. The whole honeymoon had been everything Sadi ever dreamed it would be.

Every little girl dreams of her wedding and honeymoon. Deep down, Sadi had been no different. Her wedding hadn’t been what she had imagined she would have, but it had been the best wedding she could have asked for.

The honeymoon was absolutely the trip of her dreams. Europe had given Sadi and Luke so much. They had taken in some of the most incredible sights and sounds, learned some of the neatest history, tried amazing food and wine, stayed in some gorgeous out of the way places that Luke had found, but most of all, it had given Sadi all of Luke.