Page 49 of Condemned By Secrets

As he deepened the kiss, her knees grew weak. She would have fallen, but Luther pulled her tight to his chest, holding her in place. They were pressed so closely together that she felt how much he wanted her. It sent a bolt of lightning racing through her, setting all her nerve endings ablaze with the knowledge she was able to do that to him.

When he finally released her mouth, she gasped for breath, holding onto his arms to keep from falling.

His eyes held her captive, the dark pools swirling with desire. “Is that what you wanted, Anna?”

The huskiness of his voice fanned the heat between her legs. She managed a nod. “Do it again.”

The storm was back in his eyes, but now it was full of fire. He cursed, and she saw the inferno in his eyes combust. When his mouth met hers again, the flames she’d seen spewed out and licked along her skin.

It’sso hot.She was burning up, but she’d happily turn to char in Luther’s arms.

Like he had the first time, he hiked up her skirt and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and moaned against his lips as the contact sent flames crawling toward her center.

Luther walked her backward to the wall. Being trapped between him and the hard surface delighted instead of frightened her, and she tugged at his shirt, wanting to feel his skin on hers. He freed her lips and helped by pulling the shirt off one-handed.

Hello, Officer Yummy.

She barely had time to take in the muscled view before his lips captured hers again. On a growl, he pushed off the wall. Anna didn’t know where they were headed, but she didn’t want to lose contact. Her hands raced over every hard, chiseled inch of his chest as he devoured her mouth.

Luther’s hands cupped her bottom, and his fingers dug into her flesh as she continued to explore. He stopped walking and pressed her up against the wall in the hallway. With a groan, he broke the kiss and took her breast in his mouth through her clothing. Even with the barrier, it sent flickers of heat hissing through her, and her head fell back.

“Luther,” her breath rushed over her lips at this new sensation.

When he didn’t stop, she grabbed his head and lifted his face.

His voice was tight. “Please don’t tell me to stop now.”

Gulping against the intensity of the firestorm raging in his eyes, Anna demanded, “Take it off.”

At her request, lightning flashed in the depths of Luther’s pupils, and he set her on her feet. With a snarl, he ripped open her button-up shirt.

Anna’s eyes widened at the animalistic display, but when he hungrily drank her in as if she was his favorite meal, she thought it was worth the cost of the Hugo Boss blouse.

Luther’s eyes flew to hers before he said, “I’m going to taste every inch of you.”

Then he shoved what was left of the shirt off her shoulders, undid her bra, and captured her untethered breast in his mouth. The feel of him tasting her drove out all thoughts but those of pleasure.

When he nipped at her, Anna gasped. The flames spread from his teeth straight to her core. He laved the spot with his tongue, then switched to her other breast and gave it the same attention.

There was a storm to rival Luther’s building within her, and she didn’t know how to stop it from erupting. Thunder rocked her as he tasted her. It rumbled through every inch of her, and she was dangerously close to losing control.

Luther nipped at her again, and lightning struck, sending charged jolts across her whole body.

Oh. My. Gravy.

She’d never felt anything like it before. The shockwaves continued to crash over her in pulsating succession.

It’s too much.

Anna’s eyes shuttered, and her knees gave out. She would’ve collapsed at Luther’s feet, but he lifted her bridal style. His chest was warm on hers, and, light-headed with gratification, she laid her head against it.

“We’re just getting started, Shortcake,” he whispered in her ear.

Her eyes flew open, and she stared up at the scruff on Luther’s chin as he carried her to his bedroom. She wasn’t afraid with him, but her experience with Dan had doubts plaguing her. Would this next part be as good as what they’d just done, or would it leave her feeling bereft and used as it had with Dan?

When they reached his bedroom, she glanced around. It was laid out identical to hers. The Victorian details were there in the wall sconces and plaster ceiling, but his fireplace was a dark aqua pattern compared to her maroon one. He had a book on the mantle, and she smiled, curious about what he was reading.

Her smile morphed into an “O” as Luther set her down slowly by letting her slide against him. Thoughts of anything but him went up in a puff of smoke. That definitely still felt good. Anna leaned into him. His arousal met her, and she lifted a hand to rub against his shorts.

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