Page 26 of Putting Out
Lifting his head, he could see her neck thrown back, her shoulders pressed against the window. All of her framed by the night awash with moonlight. She was beautiful. She was his.
“You still on the pill?” he asked, reaching down to push the head of his penis inside her body where she was impossibly hot and wet.
She didn’t speak but the gentle nod of her head was all he needed. He thrust hard and deep and felt her body jolt in reaction.
“Ah fuck, Reilly. Only you,” he muttered against her neck. “Only you feel this way.”
With one arm braced against the wall and his other wrapped around her lower back, he fucked her hard. His hips snapped as he thrust deep not trying to go slow or draw it out, but instead pounding them both to oblivion because he knew that’s what she liked.
All too quickly he heard her familiar breathy gasps, felt the sting of her nails on his shoulders. Then she was calling his name and her body was tightening around him, pulling him deeper until with one last pump, he came in a wave of ecstasy.
The breath left his body in gasps and formed frost clouds on the glass over her shoulder. For a while they didn’t move as their bodies enjoyed the slow descent from the very fast ride they’d given each other. He disengaged and pulled her away from the surface he knew was ice cold against her back, although he doubted she felt it.
Reilly stumbled a second and he reached out to steady her, but she laughed and slapped his hands away.
“Oh, wow, that was good. Just what I needed.”
“Glad I could be of assistance,” he grumbled.
Naked, she continued to stumble toward the bed and fell face forward into the soft comforter. She patted the empty space next to her.
“Come here. We can sleep for a while and then have another go before I have to go back to my room.”
Luke looked down at the picture she presented. Totally at ease in her nudity. Stretched out with the elegant back he loved to stroke on display. Her heart-shaped butt he was compelled to smack once in a while. She was smug and satisfied and for whatever reason, it pissed him the hell off.
This hadn’t been part of the plan.
“No other go. I shouldn’t have…it doesn’t matter. You need to leave now.”
* * *
She couldn’t have heardthat right. Reilly rolled onto her back and was about to make a joke when something in his eyes stopped her. He wasn’t kidding.
The contrast from the man she knew, and the man standing in front of her naked with his hands on his hips and a serious expression on his face, was startling. Luke had always had what she would call an easygoing demeanor. Easy good looks. Easy smile. Easy. Looking up him now he was anything but. The angles of his face were harsh. His lips were thin. The grip on his hips was painfully tight.
He really wanted her to leave.
She wasn’t sure what to do with that information. Sitting up, she pushed herself off the bed but when she got to her feet, she found her knees were a little shaky.
Funny. She wasn’t at all the shaky-knee type.
He collected her tank top and bottoms and tossed them at her. She’d never been self-conscious with him before, but suddenly being naked in his presence made her feel far too vulnerable.
Dressed, she looked at him again, unable to decipher his mood.
“I’m sorry. I just thought…”
“Things are different,” he said.
She stopped when she got to the door, her hand on the knob.
Don’t ask. Don’t ask. Don’t ask. Oh, who the hell was she kidding?
“Is there someone else? I mean Holly-Two… did you leave her for someone?”
Luke sighed. “Not really. Maybe. I don’t know. The point is I can’t mess around with you anymore. What happened was a mistake. I didn’t want…I mean, I did. Want you. I always do. But…it’s just not part of the new plan.”
It hurt. She wasn’t in such denial she couldn’t at least admit it to herself.
