Page 49 of Making the Call
“Um…” I contemplate what Stacey typically does when another thought hits me. “God, I hope my fans don’t get pissed they’re waiting too long in line. Stacey usually runs the credit cards and chats them up, while I personalize and sign books,” I groan, already seeing the entire day being an epic fail. My worst fear is pissing off fans. “It’s going to take forever to do both.” I shake my head, look up to the sky, and pray things will work out.
“Dani?” Luke gets my attention by placing a hand on my shoulder. Immediately, my eyes are redirected to his. He holds my gaze, and I feel myself instantly calm. I take a deep breath, and my shoulders inch down from my ears.
“Yes?”
“It’s been awhile since I’ve worked retail, but I’m sure I can figure out how to run the credit cards. I majored in business, so I can also give change, should they pay in cash. I’ve even been known to charm a few people in my time… trust me.” His playful smile tells me he’s charmed the pants off a few women in his time. God knows if he lays on his charm like he does with me, there’ll be a riot on our hands. Luke’s quite the charmer. His deep-blue eyes crinkle at the corners as if he can read my mind, and a shit-eating grin forms on his face.
Fuck, this man’s impossible. “Are you sure you want to spend your day off helping me sell books?” I ask, trying to let him off the hook.
His features turn stern as if he’s making a call on the field. “Danika, I wouldn’t have volunteered if I didn’t want to.” Then they lighten considerably. “I’d rather spend the day with you than sightsee alone in Seattle or be cooped up in another hotel room alone. Besides, you’ve seen me in my element; it’s only fair I get to see you in yours.”
I contemplate this for a moment. But it’s useless to pretend I’m going to say anything other than yes. “We may have to ugly you up a bit… or we might have a riot on our hands.” I reach in and mess up his hair playfully.
This earns me another eyeroll. “Whatever you say, Dani,” he says in a tone leaving little to my imagination.He thinks I’m nuts.
* * *
Thanks to Luke’s persuasion, we wake up in Seattle on Friday morning with an entirely free day ahead of us. Of course, waking up with Luke is quickly becoming my new favorite way to start the day. His roaming fingers skim my body and play it like the finest fiddle. He knows how to get me hot and bothered in mere seconds, to the point I’m practically begging for him to slide inside me.
I lift my leg to his outer thigh, feeling more than ready for him. With a well-practiced move, he glides right inside me. His tongue traces the shell of my ear, and his warm breath turns me on even further as his fingers strum my clit. I let out a moan as he whispers, “You feel so good, Danika.” The deep timbre of his voice sends vibrations through my body. “So tight…” He nips on my neck. “So perfect,” he practically growls as he picks up his pace.
I feel myself climbing toward ecstasy. As I get closer and closer, I suddenly feel a great sense of loss as Luke pulls out. I cry out in frustration, but I’m quickly changing my tune when I feel him turn my body and lay on his back to pull me on top of him.
“Needed to see your beautiful face.” I quickly climb him like a tree and place him at my entrance. His hands grasp my hips and pull me on top of him. “You’re so beautiful when you come.”
He guides my hips up and down, and I place my hands on his chest for balance. This new angle has me reaching for the stars in no time. “Oh… Luke. So good.” His large hand sprawls across my hips, and his thumb quickly finds my clit. A new wave of sensation overpowers me, and I quickly find myself tingling from head to toe. “Oh… Fuck…” My entire body convulses. A slur of words escapes my mouth, and for all I know, I could be speaking in tongues.This man knows how to rock my fucking world.
“You rock mine, Danika. Every. Fucking Time…” are the last words I hear before he thrusts into me one last time and falls over the cliff himself. I fall forward and collapse onto his chest, panting for dear life.
God, if I’m dying… this is surely the way I want to go!
