Page 58 of Scripted for Love and Poison
“What do you mean, we need to leave? I thought you were gonna kiss me and sweep me off my feet!” she complained.
Luke couldn’t contemplate that possibility for even a second as he was receiving a new message from Alex that he didn’t want to ignore.
“Are you seriously checking your phonenow?” If a second ago, she’d told him that she loved him, she sounded like garnering completely opposite feelings at present.
“Please, let’s not row five seconds after we’ve said I loveyou,” he told her, his eyes still on his cell phone. He grabbed her arm to start moving. “I promise to kiss you and be my most deviously charming self soon. But we need to move.”
“What is going on?” she protested as they both walked at a brisk pace.
“Is there any other friend whose generosity we could abuse?” Luke asked. “I think it’s better if we don’t go back to Lola’s home.”
Sol looked at him intently for a few seconds. Then she grabbed her phone and made a call.
“I know exactly where we’re going. Forget that it’s going to be a fortune. I should have tried moving us there days ago!”
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“Anytime now would be fine,”Sol told him the moment they had closed the door to their suite overlooking the ocean at Casa del Mar. She sensed Luke’s shoulders relaxing.
“Thanks for getting us a room,” Luke teased her.
“That goes directly to the Sol Novo Trust as an emergency expense. But I didn’t mean that.” She scrunched up her nose in exasperation. “What the fuck is going on? What were you doing, following me?”
Luke made a face, trying to deny the accusation, but she cut him off.
“Shush.” She took her right index finger to his soft lips. “Iknowyou were following me. I’d also like to know why we couldn’t go back to Lola’s.”
“Other than the fact that we’ve needed to be alone in a space outfitted with four walls and a bedfor days?”
His tone was pure insinuation, and she knew he was doing his best to make her questioning hard. He wanted her to give up, but she wouldn’t, even if it was almost impossible to ignore how hot he looked with that sexy smile on his faceand those hungry eyes that kept eyeing her like the most delicious prey.
“Yeah, other than that,” Sol said, trying but not completely succeeding at playing it cool. “Everything I have, which isn’t much because my suitcase is still missing, is at Lola’s. We have absolutely nothing with us here.”
She was slightly preoccupied about her skin care routine, even if she knew she probably had more important things to worry about. But then again, she was forty-three. It wasn’t as if she had the luxury of any oversight when it came to sunspots, wrinkles, and dryness.
“I think we have exactly everything we need here,” Luke said, his voice velvety, his arms around her waist, and his fingers already under the sweater she’d borrowed from him, tracing a descending line from the small of her back directed to her ass.
She needed to intervene.
“As much as I want,and need, this to happen,” she said, reluctantly intercepting those rogue fingers on her body and stopping them, “I need you to start talking first.”
“You need me to start talkingmorethan you needthis?” he whispered in her ear as he urged her against the wall, one of his legs pushing between hers.
“You’re making this extremely difficult,” she said, relaxing against his touch and letting his lips caress her neck and shoulders. Just feeling his breath on her skin made her shudder. “Okay, I surrender,” she said, allowing her eyelids to close and her body to simply feel.
“Are you sure?” His voice alone could make her tremble.
And it wasn’t lost on Sol that he’d said those words in his huskier tone, after unapologetically getting her out of his sweater, and with his lips trailing a path of utter heat and destruction on her upper body.
“Your mouth is already on one of my nipples, and that hand you’ve so masterfully gotten under my leggings is headed in one direction.” She whimpered all the reasons she was sure she was his to do as he pleased.
“It could technically be headed for more than one place. But yeah,” he told her as he pinched her nipple with his lips, her clit with his fingers.
“I can’t think rationally,” she said. No, she moaned.
“So how do we want this to go on, then?” he asked because, of course, he’d guessed she had requests. He knew her that well.
“I know you’re going to have objections. But I really need this to befast,” she said, and while Luke started groaning, she interrupted him. “Don’t complain, Luca. You’ve already managed to get the order in which things are happening altered. We’re fucking first—and talking after.”
