Page 113 of Tracking Luxe

Only this time she had Nathan to hang with. He kept her by his side most of the evening, sometimes perched on his lap while he whispered wicked things.

She’d joined one of their card games, noting the sceptical looks from the other guys around the table wearing the familiar leather cut. It was okay they underestimated her, a mere woman, what was she to know about poker? Luxe only smiled and put her money in the middle.

“Go easy on them, love.” Nathan whispered humor in her ear. She elbowed him and raised her stake. She could handle a bunch of cocky men.

She won four rounds and a few thousand dollars.

“They think I brought in a ringer.” He laughed some time later pushing her into his room, shutting them in together. Luxe shrugged and smiled. Not her fault men were stupid and couldn’t get past a pair of tits. She could thank her Mimi for her shark skills, they’d play every night for months when she’d first been dumped on her. Before long Luxe was playing kids at school for their lunch money.

“They shouldn’t have been so arrogant. I had to teach them a lesson.”

“Yeah, love, you did.” Nathan was lifting off her tank top, then fingers were at the zipper to her jean shorts. “What are you doing?” she asked growing heated when he slipped his hand inside and cupped between her legs.

“I’m celebrating my girl tearing my boys a new one.” He gave her his bedroom smile and she melted.

Oh, well then. She answered with her own smile and stroked her hands under his T-shirt, touching hot, tanned skin. Her man was raw, hard, biteable, and the desire he ignited in her with only a look was ruthless. And addicting. God, she’d missed every inch of him.

The compulsion went deep, much deeper than she’d ever thought possible, it was all she could do not to hop a plane from Chicago these past two days while she was working and come and see him early. In her state of mind of emotion and feelings she remained silent as he laid her on the bed before she said something possibly embarrassing like she never wanted to leave him ever again.

Nathan…” she moaned scraping blunt nails through his hair, dragging him forward as his knees hit the floor and he got into position with his mouth between her legs.

She went wet really damn fast. “Show me how you missed me,chico.”

The growl was nothing short of lust soaked and he did just that.

His lips and facial hair moved up her inner thigh, tracking his path before his tongue slicked out and ran the length of her wet slit as he tormented her clit. “You’ve got me on my damn knees, baby. So fucking desperate for a taste of you.” Taking his hands to the back of her thighs making sure they stayed spread.Oh god, she arched with a giant shudder, he about attacked her with the fullness of his mouth open. Instead he prowled his huge self to kiss the tip of her nose, her breasts heaving with every breath. “You’re gonna let me eat my fill, Luxe.”

“H-how much is your fill?”

He dropped back down to his knees and showed her, his growl shuddered the ceiling.

The first few licks nearly made Luxe black out, she squeezed his head like a melon becauseAy dios miothe man could give good lick.

He rewarded her with several hard swipes of his tongue, beforeflicking, flicking,flickinghis tongue against her tortured clit, again and again. Her mind pitched so dramatically, she found her hands clutching at anything she could grasp. There was no purchase between the first orgasm waning and the merciless way in which he savagely thrusted every inch inside, roaring as he did, turning her into a pleasured, sobbing wreck of a woman clinging desperately to the bed covers she was pressed face first into.

The build-up had been amazing, but his fuck …. Indescribably amazing.

He sexed her up the way he always promised he would, all those wickedly whispered words he’d kissed under her ear each night, he came through and delivered.

Hard. Unrelenting. Perfection.

It seemed never ending, bolstered by his thrusts filling her to capacity. “So fucking sweet,” he groaned. “Can’t take this tightness,” he pumped moving her and the bed with a creak. “So.”thrust. “Fucking.”slam.“Wet.” On and on. “I love how you chase your pleasure.” His ragged dirty talk was her undoing. With her senses seduced and she could no longer think straight. Having never experienced a lover like Grinder, with very little inhibitions, he said what he wanted and felt and his passionate side resonated within her pussy walls, everything he said was the biggest turn on.Slapslapslap—his strangled grunts, the possession in his gaze made her pussy quicken and soften around his hard length. The pleasure in his throat was ruining her, she craved those sounds now as much as she did her own bliss.

The independent woman at her core winced how easy she succumbed to pleasure, willing to sacrifice any promise for this from him. Now she loved it, now it was craved the same way she wanted dessert every other hour of the day.

God, yes, touch me, I live for your callused hands.

It was hot and it was dirty and it felt so incredibly good.

God, she’d missed him. Missed his weight on top of her, missed the way he held her in strong arms, missed his smell. Missed that whiskey voice in her ear.

Accepting the kisses, he stroked along the exposed column of her throat, Luxe fingered his hair. “That was some celebration, kidnapper.”

“Mm. I’ll feed you then we can celebrate more at my place.” He didn’t ask if she was staying with him and she didn’t chide him for it. It was a given she’d be in Nathan’s bed while she was in town.

He cleaned her up then helped her to slip back into her clothes, they kissed and touched and enjoyed being with each other for a few more minutes before they’d join everyone else outside. It was an odd feeling yet one Luxe felt at ease with. “I’m starving.” She expressed and it was the right thing to say. Somehow, he got a kick out of providing food for her and for one who loved sugar so much it was win-win for her when he’d pick up anything she wanted.

He grabbed her hand, folding it in his larger palm. “Come on, love. Let’s get you fed. I think we can forage up a fucking carrot and hummus in this place somewhere.”

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