Sweet Hill Temptation (Sweet Hill 0.50)

“Yes, Luke, more.” She wound her fingers in his blond hair and arched, willing him to deepen contact.

“You know I’ve dreamed of you”—he licked her nipple and she inhaled sharply— “dreamed of your body”—he bit down on the bud—“your legs wrapped around me while I buried myself inside of you.”

She moaned, and he sucked on the entire rosy tip of her breast. He splayed out his hands on her sides and pulled her closer. Deeper suction made her skin break out in goose bumps and her entire body tingle. Releasing her from his mouth with a popping sound, he moved to the other breast and repeated the delicious torture.

“I want you,” she said, admitting it out loud for the first time since the last night they were together.

“I want you too, baby.” Delivering a few lingering licks over her now exceedingly sensitive breasts, he moved lower, sliding his tongue down her middle until he reached the waistline of her skimp

y shorts. “But I’ve waited a long time to have you again, and I want to reacquaint myself properly.”

The wicked promise in his voice caused her spine to shiver with shuddering anticipation. When he gripped her shorts and began pulling them down, it was all she could do not to thrust her hips out and beg.

“No panties?” His breath hit her dead center just as her shorts dropped and pooled at her feet.

She stepped from them, and Luke stayed on his knees, simply staring.

“Can’t wait,” he said, and he clutched her thigh. Throwing her leg over his shoulder, she gripped the top of his head to steady herself, and he dove home.

His tongue snaked over her most sensitive spot once, twice, flicking faster with every sweep. Need climbed in her belly, lighting her up from the inside out.

“God, yes!” She threw her head back.

He devoured her, licking and sucking the little bundle of nerves until she was panting. Only when she was right there on the edge of release did he let up. She was just about to beg him to go on, to ask why he’d stopped, when he drove his tongue into her core.

“Yes! Luke!” She pulled his hair and rocked her hips, meeting every thrust of his tongue and crying out for more.

“Come for me, baby,” he rasped.

There was no way she would argue with him. She gave up control and let him take her however he wanted. Her body soared, so high and so intense she thought her knees would buckle from the pleasure.

But Luke was there to catch her.

Jesus Christ, Luke had never been so hard in his whole life. The woman he’d been thinking about for what seemed like an eternity was finally in his grasp. And there was no way he was letting go now.

“Just like I remember,” he said, rising to face her.

Actually, if he were being honest, it was better. No one would guess Annie Thompson was so passionate. So expressive. She had the sweetest little moans when she came, and it was like tasting honey and wildfire—everything she was. Sweet and unpredictable. And Luke got her all to himself.

“Now,” she said with a powerful kiss.

She bit his lip while tugging on his boxer briefs, and fumbling to get them off.

“Now,” she said again, pulling the elastic band down just enough so his aching cock shot free, and damn if the thing didn’t twitch trying to reach her.

Reality hit hard.

“Wait … we can’t.” Luke hated having to say those words, especially when he was on the brink of keeling over with desire for the woman before him.

“W-what?” she breathlessly asked. “Why?”

He was about to kick his own ass. Yes, he wanted her, so fucking bad. “I don’t have any condoms.”

She pulled back just enough to look at him, and she whispered, “I’m on the pill and clean.”

Holy shit, could this really happen? Luke had never been with a woman without a condom. Not even Annie that first time.

“I’m good too,” he said.