Page 97 of Drown in You

“I’d rather Ma find someone like Pop again. I’d rather all of them be as happy as I am with you.” He steps closer, threading his hand into my hair. “I love you, Sienna.”

“I love you too.” The words fly out of my mouth without a second’s hesitation. Even if I’m not sure how many lies he’s still keeping from me. “So after the annulment is finalized...that means we won’t be step-siblings anymore.”

“Exactly.” He grins. “And when the semester ends, we can spend the break together. Coach will probably keep us coming to practice for another week or two, but we should get some time off for the summer.”

“We can finally be together.” Deb’s announcement changes everything. Soon enough, we won’t be family. We’ll be free to treat each other in public exactly like we do in private. Well, some things should still be kept behind closed doors. We’ve learned our lesson there. “Unless you don’t want to be with me after all this stuff with Marcus?—”

“Fuck Marcus.” Luke’s gray eyes are stormy. “Fuck that video. He better hope he doesn’t give me a chance to put my hands on him again. Ma will take care of it. Tomorrow, it’ll be like that fucking video never existed.”

“But what about the team? What about the NHL? That’s your dream, Luke. What if all this shit screws that up?” I blink away the tears. I don’t want to be the reason he can’t fulfill his dream. I don’t want him to resent me.

Luke cradles my jaw. “You are my dream, Sienna. Being with you is a dream come true. Nothing else compares to you. I don’t give a fuck if I don’t get drafted as long as I have you by my side.”

I throw my arms around him, and without another word, Luke picks me up and presses me against the door, lips colliding with mine.

The space between my legs burns with a fiery need. I ache for him. Want him more desperately than I ever have. He must sense it because he locks the door.

“What if they hear us?” I gasp as he sucks on my neck. Tingles race up to my scalp at the delicious sensation of his mouth on me.

“I’ll keep you quiet.” His promise sends a delicious shiver down my spine.

A few months ago, I thought the worst thing that could happen to me was getting chased out of Wakefield. Being forced to leave my home behind to start over with a new family I didn’t know.

But the worst thing that ever happened to me somehow also became the best. Marcus sent me running into the arms of Luke Valentine. And there’s nowhere else in the world I’d rather be.

“Take your shirt off.” His command is urgent as he drops me to the floor and rips my jeans down.

I scramble to yank my shirt over my head. To my surprise, he leaves my panties on, kneeling between my legs and kissing up my thighs. Blood pumps through my veins, and part of me wants to beg him to hurry up and fuck me because I need him now, but another part knows the tortuous buildup will have the best possible payoff.

His tongue glides up my inner thigh in a slow, luxuriating stroke until I quiver beneath him. I can’t take my eyes off him. Can’t stop admiring the way he devours me.

When his mouth suctions onto my skin, inching up the same trail as his tongue, I whimper.

“I can’t wait to taste you,” he murmurs.

“No one’s making you wait.”

He chuckles against my skin and it vibrates all the way to my clit. “But making you wait, making you squirm and whimper while you ache to come, is the best part.”

I gulp. “That’s evil.”

“Then call me the Devil.”

If he’s the Devil, send me to hell. That’s where I belong.

No matter how many times I’ve been with him, he always leaves me aching for more. Needing him like water, like air.

Luke pushes my panties to the side, exposing me to him before his tongue dives inside me. He claps a hand over my mouth just as the moan escapes.

He shoves me back against the door with a clatter. I try to remind him to hush, but he ignores me, completely absorbed in tasting me. My thighs start to shake as his tongue pumps in me and my panties grind against my clit.

I’m about to burst when he stands. “No,” I whine. “Please don’t stop.”

Luke peels off his shirt, then drops his sweats and boxers. Revealing the hard cock already glistening with pre-cum. Ready for me. “Do I look like I’m stopping?”

I grab his shaft and grind his tip against my clit. He lets out an animalistic groan before he flattens me against the door. I can’t move, can’t escape even if I wanted to, as he pins me and nudges his cock at my entrance.

“You’re mine forever, Sienna.” With a swift thrust of his hips, he buries himself inside me.

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