and she’d taken every
inch of him.
“Okay?” He lifted his head,
watching her face like he’d find his answer there.
“Do it again,” she ordered. “Give
me more.”
“Bossy.” A smile touched his mouth,
and then he did exactly as she’d asked. He slid hard and fast inside her, and
her brain turned off. She slammed up to meet him and he thrust. Right now,
right here on this blanket, they were in agreement and she loved it.
Could—almost—love him.
Danger .
He pulled back, drove forward,
taking her over and over, pushing her closer to her orgasm with each hard
stroke.
She came before him, slower this
time. As she floated down from the blissful place he’d brought her to, she hung
on to his shoulders. Hung on as he pounded into her, finding his own orgasm. Plenty
of blue sky peeked through the lacy canopy of the trees over their heads, and
it was pretty. She had birds and waterfall sounds and shit to go with her wild
monkey sex, and it was just like screwing in the middle of one of those
woodland sound CDs or a postcard. And yet, as he groaned and buried himself one
last time inside her, it was funny how the only thing, the only person, she really
saw was Luke.
5
“Why’d you cut me loose before?” Luke
sounded sleepy, sprawled out beneath her, his big, beautiful body temporarily
hers—and he wanted to talk ? She
had a bad feeling about this.
“You really want to revisit the
past?” Because she was all about today and right now . Her head hadn’t been
in a good place in high school, and she’d made more than her fair share of
questionable decisions.
He lifted a shoulder, opening his
eyes. “I do. I thought we had something, but then you disappeared on me. You didn’t
answer my calls or my texts.”
“We had sex, not a relationship.”
“I had a blow job. You got nothing.
So, yeah, I agree with you there. You cut us off before we had a chance to see
where we could take things.”
She had no idea what he meant by things , but they wouldn’t have lasted.
Couldn’t have.
He reached up to cup her jaw. “I
liked you then, Deelie. I still do.”
No doubt, Luke thought he meant
what he said, but things said while naked didn’t count. Plus she was no longer
the girl he’d dated briefly in high school. Even outwardly—more’s the
pity—she’d changed, and he needed to accept that.
“That Deelie, the girl by the waterfall,
she doesn’t exist anymore.”
“Got it,” he said, running a hand
down her back to cup her butt. As the punctuation to his sentence, the move
guaranteed she wasn’t doing a whole lot of listening. She turned her head and
stared at the river, wishing there were easy answers there. All she heard was
the steady beat of Luke’s heart beneath her cheek, and damned if that wasn’t
distracting.
“Now what?” God, she wished she
smoked. Or that she had a working car, wings to fly with, or a whole different
life.
He sighed and sat up, shifting her
onto the blanket beside him. “Come home with me.”
Right. To the ranch. She bet his
family would just love that. “It’s not a good idea.”
He stood up and grabbed his jeans.
Playtime must be over. “Your sleeping on couches and in your car is the bad
idea.”
Apparently, while she’d changed and moved on, he’d stayed
the same in some fundamental ways. He’d always been a white knight, and now
here he came, riding to her rescue.
“Deelie.” He nudged her face around
to meet his gaze, and she considered knocking his fingers away. Or nuzzling
them because, God, she was conflicted, wasn’t she? “Would you really rather be
sleeping on Laura Jo’s couch?”
“We just had sex,” she said.
He looked at her, clearly trying
not to laugh. “Yeah. Is that ‘just,’as
in we recently had sex a few minutes ago, or ‘just,’ as in we had meaningless
monkey sex and a smart man wouldn’t try to read anything into it ?”
If they lived together for even a
few days, she’d probably kill him. “Sex by
inch of him.
“Okay?” He lifted his head,
watching her face like he’d find his answer there.
“Do it again,” she ordered. “Give
me more.”
“Bossy.” A smile touched his mouth,
and then he did exactly as she’d asked. He slid hard and fast inside her, and
her brain turned off. She slammed up to meet him and he thrust. Right now,
right here on this blanket, they were in agreement and she loved it.
Could—almost—love him.
Danger .
He pulled back, drove forward,
taking her over and over, pushing her closer to her orgasm with each hard
stroke.
She came before him, slower this
time. As she floated down from the blissful place he’d brought her to, she hung
on to his shoulders. Hung on as he pounded into her, finding his own orgasm. Plenty
of blue sky peeked through the lacy canopy of the trees over their heads, and
it was pretty. She had birds and waterfall sounds and shit to go with her wild
monkey sex, and it was just like screwing in the middle of one of those
woodland sound CDs or a postcard. And yet, as he groaned and buried himself one
last time inside her, it was funny how the only thing, the only person, she really
saw was Luke.
5
“Why’d you cut me loose before?” Luke
sounded sleepy, sprawled out beneath her, his big, beautiful body temporarily
hers—and he wanted to talk ? She
had a bad feeling about this.
“You really want to revisit the
past?” Because she was all about today and right now . Her head hadn’t been
in a good place in high school, and she’d made more than her fair share of
questionable decisions.
He lifted a shoulder, opening his
eyes. “I do. I thought we had something, but then you disappeared on me. You didn’t
answer my calls or my texts.”
“We had sex, not a relationship.”
“I had a blow job. You got nothing.
So, yeah, I agree with you there. You cut us off before we had a chance to see
where we could take things.”
She had no idea what he meant by things , but they wouldn’t have lasted.
Couldn’t have.
He reached up to cup her jaw. “I
liked you then, Deelie. I still do.”
No doubt, Luke thought he meant
what he said, but things said while naked didn’t count. Plus she was no longer
the girl he’d dated briefly in high school. Even outwardly—more’s the
pity—she’d changed, and he needed to accept that.
“That Deelie, the girl by the waterfall,
she doesn’t exist anymore.”
“Got it,” he said, running a hand
down her back to cup her butt. As the punctuation to his sentence, the move
guaranteed she wasn’t doing a whole lot of listening. She turned her head and
stared at the river, wishing there were easy answers there. All she heard was
the steady beat of Luke’s heart beneath her cheek, and damned if that wasn’t
distracting.
“Now what?” God, she wished she
smoked. Or that she had a working car, wings to fly with, or a whole different
life.
He sighed and sat up, shifting her
onto the blanket beside him. “Come home with me.”
Right. To the ranch. She bet his
family would just love that. “It’s not a good idea.”
He stood up and grabbed his jeans.
Playtime must be over. “Your sleeping on couches and in your car is the bad
idea.”
Apparently, while she’d changed and moved on, he’d stayed
the same in some fundamental ways. He’d always been a white knight, and now
here he came, riding to her rescue.
“Deelie.” He nudged her face around
to meet his gaze, and she considered knocking his fingers away. Or nuzzling
them because, God, she was conflicted, wasn’t she? “Would you really rather be
sleeping on Laura Jo’s couch?”
“We just had sex,” she said.
He looked at her, clearly trying
not to laugh. “Yeah. Is that ‘just,’as
in we recently had sex a few minutes ago, or ‘just,’ as in we had meaningless
monkey sex and a smart man wouldn’t try to read anything into it ?”
If they lived together for even a
few days, she’d probably kill him. “Sex by
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