Page 30 of Crossing the Red Line
I inhaled deeply, trying to do as he asked, which was get out of my own head, even for a moment.That had always been something I’d struggled with.I’d always come to my own conclusions, no matter what others said, and I always jumped into everything without thinking of the consequences.Perhaps this time, I should take his advice and shut off that inner voice for a moment.
“I’m still in love with you.Did you read that?”he whispered.
I leaned back against him, allowing the heat from him to envelop me, thinking back to the first night in Vegas, remembering everything.I’d not seen it, even though the morning after we’d been together, he’d clearly been trying to tell me how he felt.He just didn’t know how to get the words out, but he’d still tried.I just figured he was saying the words I wanted to hear, so I didn’t start regretting what had happened that night.
I closed my eyes and turned to face him, and slowly looked up at him, almost immediately crashing into him.
“I’m so sorry,” I cried.“I couldn’t see it.”
“It’s okay,” he said, his voice low as he wrapped his arms around me.
“No, it’s not.I pushed you away because I thought I knew it all.”
“You have to shove harder than that to push me away, Ella.”
I snuggled against his chest, my heart finally feeling at peace for the first time in a long time.
“How did my father take it?”I questioned, looking up at Lucas.
The sexy, shit-eating grin Lucas always wore whenever I’d mention my father appeared on his lips.
“Let’s just say he gave us his blessing.”
He lowered his head, bringing his lips to mine, wrapping his arms around me tighter as he deepened the kiss.
My fingers ran through his hair as his tongue washed through my mouth.My body heated as his hands ran over my body, his hands gripping my ass and pulling me closer to him.
“I want you…I want all of you.”I moaned between kisses.In one swift motion, he placed his hands under my legs, picked me up, and carried me down to my bedroom.
Kissing me, he gently lowered me to the floor, gripped the hem of my shirt, and lifted it over my head, dropping it to the floor.Pulling at the button on my jeans, he pushed those to my feet and knelt down in front of me, my fingers running through his hair as he placed a kiss on my lower abdomen and looked up at me.
“I can’t wait to take you and make you mine,” he whispered as he looked up at me.
I stared into his eyes, heat coursing through my body as his fingers danced gently up the back of my legs.
“Make me yours,” I moaned as I closed my eyes and dropped my head back at the feeling of his fingers as they slid between my legs, sliding through my center.
“Turn around, bend over, support yourself with your arms.”
A wave of excitement ran through me as I did as he asked.I felt him tap my inner leg, and I parted my legs, feeling him run his tongue through my slit as he grabbed my ass.
“This pussy…all of it…is mine,” he growled, lightly tapping my right cheek.
Excitement filled me, making it hard for me to breathe as I felt him line himself up at my entrance and bury himself inside of me.I closed my eyes, a loud moan escaping my lips as he began thrusting as he held onto my hips, pushing me over the edge.
Chapter Twelve
Lucas - Two Weeks Later
“Last bag unpacked,”Ella said, coming out of the bedroom and sitting down on the stool at the breakfast bar.
She reached over and grabbed a cracker off the charcuterie board I’d just placed out and smiled at me.
“Sure you’re ready?”I asked, passing her a bottle of water.
“I think so,” she said, looking down at the diamond ring that now sat on her finger.
It had been the first thing I’d done the morning after I took my wife for the first time.
