Only Her

He took a deep breath and opened the door. He stopped dead in his track. Skylar was naked. Yes, he should have knocked. He knew she wouldn’t have let him come in. Skylar wanted to avoid him but he was damn glad he hadn’t knocked now. She was on her way to the shower. She didn’t know what body part to cover first. Her arms went to her breasts to cover them and an eyebrow rose over his beautiful eyes. “What the hell are you doing?” She asked grabbing a shirt off the end of the bed and holding it up in front of her.

He moved across the room towards her. She stepped backwards. She felt like prey that he was stalking.

She held up her hand like that would stop him. He proceeded to advance on Skylar as she continued to back up until she had nowhere to go. Her back was against the wall. The cold making her gasp.

Luka was so close that his body was almost touching hers. Only a small distance separated them. She was holding her breathe and Luka could see it. He tugged the shirt away from her clenched hands.

“I just want to see you again.” He could see the terror on her face. “Still as beautiful as ever,” he whispered.

“Look closer, you’ll see the stretchmarks on my hips from being pregnant which are wider and so is my ass.”

He chuckled softly. “I’ll be happy to look closer love,” he replied.

“I didn’t mean that,” she told him choking on every word.

He lifted her in his arms and pinned her to the wall. The heat in his eyes was intense. He could see the uncertainty in hers. She didn’t know what he was going to do and it made her uncomfortable. Maybe she needed to be uncomfortable for a second before the lust kicked in and he could remind her how much they loved each other once.

He dipped his head and touched his tongue to her pink nipple. She gasped out loud. Her hands gripped his hands harder where they held her against the wall.

He trailed his tongue up the column of her throat. He nipped her jaw and Skylar groaned. He moved closer between her legs letting her feel his hardness. What she was doing to him. What she had always done to him.

Luka kissed her below her ear. “You want me too Skylar. Admit it.”

“No,” she told him. “I won’t.”

His tongue traced the shell of her ear and she whimpered. He knew if he touched her now she would be soaking wet for him but he didn’t want to scare her off so quickly; he kept torturing her with soft kisses and his tongue along her sensitive areas. Her neck. Her shoulder. Near her ear. His breathe warm on her skin as his breathing increased like hers. She was gasping for every intake of air into her lungs.

“Momma, what are you and Daddy doing? I thought you had chores to do.” Luckily for them she hadn’t just walked in on them.

“Put me down,” Skylar pleaded.

He reluctantly set her on the hardwood floor. She ducked into the closet to grab her robe.

“Ava,” he called. “I’ll be down in a minute.” He was trying to calm his breathing, the lust storming through his blood.

“Okay Daddy,” she replied.

He had seen Skylar’s beautiful ass. Yes, it was shapelier and fuller than it had been when he saw her last but ten years had passed. She had given birth to a child. His child.

Her stretchmarks were not that noticeable until she had pointed them out. They marred her skin because she had carried Ava, his daughter inside her body.

He wanted to see her pregnant again. Feel their child move within her. She had taken that from him. He kept reminding himself that he was to blame for leaving her in the first place but she should have told him. Luka watched her slip in the robe and tie it at the waist. She walked out of the closet without looking at him. His gaze followed her every movement.

Skylar started to pass him; he grabbed her arm. “I was a coward,” he told her. “I knew I would never leave you if I tried to say goodbye so I came here that night to see you, one last time.” She gazed up at him. Skylar sighed heavily.

“I know that I hurt you. I know I should have come home to see you or called at least but I couldn’t. I had to make it on my own Skylar. I was afraid of ending up like my dad. Old and bitter.”

She snorted. “So you made me bitter by your actions. Don’t you see that Luka? I’ll never give my heart away again. As I told Tag this morning. Never.” She walked passed him to the bathroom off her master suite and shut the door behind her.

Skylar let the robe hit the floor and stepped into the bathtub. She turned on the water and let the spray flow over her while she sat on the floor of the tub and cried. She was determined when she left this bathroom that she would not shed another tear for Luka Shaw and she sure as hell would not let him touch her so intimately as he had just done. She would start locking her damn bedroom door to keep him out.

She laid her arms on her bent knees and gripped her arms. Her heart was hurting. Her head was spinning with thoughts of him and his kisses. She had forgotten how just a soft kiss on her neck from him could make her loose her mind. Everything about him was sexier and better than before. Skylar just needed to reinforce her resolve to resist him.

She wiped the water from her face. She was more determined now especially after her reaction to him in the bedroom just moments ago. She sto

od and soaped her body and her hair. Then she let the water rinse away the bubbles.

Skylar turned the handle on the faucet to off and dried herself. She dressed in her worn jeans, low on her hips and comfortable. She slipped a tank over her head and took a band off the dresser to pull her wet hair up into a bun for today.