Page 33 of Lukas

He bit back a laugh. Empirical data. This woman. Jesus. How had she been on the peripheral of his life for so long but never actually in it?

He reached down and lifted her all the way up until she was on her feet, then slid his hand to her ass, easily lifting her weight completely off the ground. Holding her with one arm, he grabbed one of her legs under the thigh and wrapped it around his hips. She echoed with the other.

“I think it’s safe to say that if it worked any righter, I would’ve just had a heart attack, princess.”

“I want to do it the other ways too.” Her arms came around his neck and she looked more relaxed than he’d ever seen her. “The ones you were talking about.”

He put on the saddest face he could muster. “If you must.” He walked with her arms and legs still around him the few steps to the bed. “Now, I think it’s my turn to practice on you. I very much liked the sound of you screaming earlier. I think I’m going to need to hear that more.”

“Are you going to spank me again?” She sounded more excited than nervous.

“No.” He eased her down onto the mattress. “I want to see if there’s any oral skills I should brush up on too.”

“Oh.”

“Oh? All you have to say is—”

He was cut off by a knock at the door followed by the sound of it opening a crack. Brax’s voice filtered through.

“Cuz, I know you’re… busy… not to mention it’s your night off, but we’ve got a problem.”

Lukas stood and pulled the bed sheet over Reina before grabbing his pants and yanking them on.

“What’s up, Brax?” He kept himself between the bed and door, blocking the line of sight as he opened it further.

“Business stuff. Marco arrived early, and you’re the only one he’ll talk to. He’s waiting in your office upstairs.”

Damn it, he didn’t want to deal with this shit now, but he couldn’t leave Marco waiting. That would be a disrespect that would cause a long-standing fallout.

“Okay, get him a drink, food or whatever he wants. I’ll be up there in ten.”

Brax winced. “Sorry, Luke. It’s been a while since you…” He gestured towards the bed with his hand.

Lukas just shrugged. “Family business always comes first, we both know that.” Plus, this shouldn’t take long. He’d deal with Marco and get him to come back tomorrow.

Brax nodded and left. Lukas turned toward the bed again. Reina was lying back, gorgeous brown hair spread out all around her, looking drowsy and innocent.

God, there were so many things he wanted to do to her—planned on doing to her. Having her restrained spread-eagled on the bed while he ate her to his heart’s content, torturing her until she cried and begged, was just the beginning.

And would be happening tonight.

“You’ve got to go?” she whispered as he walked over.

“Just for a few minutes. An hour at most. You stay here and rest until I get back.” He reached his hand under the sheet and ran his fingers up her thigh until he got to her pussy. He gave it a gentle smack when she closed her legs to try to keep him out. “Oh, this is mine when I get back. I plan to feast on it.”

She stiffened under his hand. “Lukas, I don’t…”

“Don’t worry, princess. You’ll be tied spread-eagled on the bed, unable to do anything except enjoy it.” He reached down and kissed her. “I’ll make sure Brax doesn’t let anyone in here, okay? And I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

She nodded.

He wanted her in his bed at home, he realized. Not that he had a problem playing with her here in the club, but eventually they’d both have to go their separate ways after playing each visit. He wanted her soft, long limbs pressed against him while they slept. Wanted to be able to slip inside her from behind in the middle of the night, so that by the time she woke up she was falling apart in his arms.

Damn it, how had this one quiet woman gotten so far under his skin in such a short period? He needed to get his head on straight.

“I’ll see you soon.”

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