Page 20 of Fractured Vows (Fraser Crime Syndicate 1)

I give him a smile, chasing my demons away and putting them back in the boxes I have created over the years to protect myself. “I’m fine,” I assure him.

He doesn’t seem convinced, but he doesn’t push either, which I appreciate. Getting into my messy life is not something I want to do with a stranger.

And as much as I enjoy Luke’s company, that’s exactly what he is. I don’t know the true face of the man who is taking me to another hotel room to fuck me. All I know is what I see and that should be enough to scare me, but it’s not.

Neither of us speaks as the car pulls up outside the hotel. I peer up at the building, taking in the old architecture and the rounded window tops. The redbrick makes it look elegant and of a different time.

I let Luke lead me into the building, barely focused as he checks us in. Winters follows us, as always Luke’s shadow.

My mind is racing. I shouldn’t be doing this again. I already played with fire once. My father has spies everywhere. If I am seen, it would be a death sentence for me, and for Luke too probably. I study the side of his face, hating myself for putting him in this position. He is innocent, and he doesn’t deserve the hellfire that will rain down if we’re found out. My guilt gnaws at me, a cancer that needs to be rooted out. It poisons my blood.

Armed with a key card, we make our way to the lift. Luke stabs the button to call it down, not letting go of my hand the whole time. I feel reassured by his touch.

The doors slide shut, and as soon as they do, Luke is on me. He pushes me against the wall of the lift and takes my mouth in a bruising claim. He kisses me with a desperate passion that makes my toes curl in my shoes. I feel like I’m flying, like my body is lifted off the ground, even though it’s not. Every touch, every swipe of his mouth over mine, is pure ecstasy, a dream.

One I intend to make the most of.

I skim my fingers up the back of his shirt, feeling the skin beneath. It’s warm, like silk, and I can’t stop from rubbing over him like a cat marking its territory. As his lips press against my neck, I can’t stop the whimper that erupts from my mouth. My whole body feels electrified as he touches me with whisper softness.

“I’m going to fuck you, little dove. Would you like that?”

My body screams yes! I want to feel him on top of me again. I want to be surrounded by him. He is sunshine in a cloudy sky, even though I can see the grey storm clouds rolling in. “Yes,” I gasp as he hits a particularly sensitive spot on my neck.

He skims his hand down my body and cups me between my legs. He must be able to feel the heat and the wetness there. My underwear is soaked from the anticipation that has built inside me. My body remembers the delicious soreness after he had taken me the first time, and it wants a repeat performance.

“Luke….” His name comes out on a rush of air that I can hardly control. I want to taste him, so I try to kiss up the side of his face, but I can hardly concentrate as he dips his finger inside my underwear and pushes it into me.

My eyes fly open. Winters is standing just feet from where we are, although he’s facing forward, giving the illusion of privacy by keeping his back to us. It is one thing to be kissing Luke; it is another to have his fingers in my pussy. I try to push his hands away, but he won’t allow it. As he hits the spot that makes my legs shake, I don’t even care if we have an audience. The groan that rips from my mouth is primal and uncontrollable.

“That’s it, Alice. That’s what I want. You begging me for more.”

His voice and his words nearly push me over the edge. How is it possible for a man to sound so delectable with just a few sentences?

Winters doesn’t say a word as he gets out of the lift and starts walking towards the room. Luke straightens my dress and takes my hand again. I like that he always wants to be touching me. It makes me feel wanted, desired, needed.

We stop in front of the door, and Winters opens it with the key card. He steps into the room first, and I start to follow, but Luke pulls me back with a slight shake of his head. “Let Winters do his checks.”

We wait for him to finish checking the bathroom and the rest of the room. When he’s done, he comes back to the door and gives Luke a nod.

Luke lets Winters out of the room, shutting the door behind him. I glance briefly around before Luke is on me. He pushes me against the wall nearest to the door and grinds against me. My pussy quivers as he does it and I can’t help from pressing back. He attacks my mouth with fervour, claiming me and taking what he wants.

He shoves my dress up and dips his fingers into my underwear once again, finishing what he started in the lift. I circle my hips, trying to push him deeper inside me. He pistons his fingers quickly in and out, making my breath catch in my throat. I want more. I need it. I didn’t realise how much until this moment.

I go over the edge, moaning his name, my pussy pulsing and contracting around his fingers. It makes me dizzy, my breath lodging in my throat as I try to draw air in.

Withdrawing his hand from inside my underwear, Luke lifts me, and I instinctively wrap my legs around his hips. He walks us both to the bed, his mouth locked on mine as we go. I want him to fulfil his promise and fuck me. There’s an achy feeling between my legs that only he can soothe.

He lays me on the mattress and comes down on top of me even as he undoes his trousers. His eyes meet mine for a moment, and like before, heat passes between us. He kisses me before he rolls on a condom. I wait, feeling exposed as his heated eyes focus on me. Then he slides into me, making every thought in my head shatter.

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