Page 23 of Meant for Her

“Not going to happen.”

Before she could complain, he pulled off her panties. Once she stepped out of them, he tossed them over his shoulder. He then nibbled on her bottom lip while he lifted her up. Instinct told her to wrap her legs around his waist. As soon as she leaned in, her clit pressed hard against his cock, causing images of hardcore sex to slam into her mind’s eye.

Stop thinking. Just enjoy.

Holding on to his shoulder with her right hand, and cupping the back of his head with the other, Malia took control of the kiss. This man altered everything inside her, and she wasn’t sure how to cope. Needing to show him she wasn’t a pushover, she delved her tongue into his mouth, exploring what he had to offer. When he returned her thrusts with his own, she groaned.

He pressed her harder against the door. Then in one fluid motion, he grabbed his cock and threaded it into her. The thrust that followed made her lose her breath.

Luke must have sensed her tightness since he held still deep inside of her. He broke contact and slipped his mouth to her ear. “Sorry. I couldn’t help myself. You are amazing.”

His words left her speechless. While she wanted more, she needed to give her body a few seconds to accommodate him. She lowered her lips to his shoulder, wishing he’d taken off his shirt. If he had, though, she might have been too distracted.

Squeezing her legs tighter against his hips, she lifted up a few inches and then dropped down. That set off a series of pulses that had her heart beating way too fast.

“You’ve gone and done it now, Malia.”

What happened in the next few minutes could not be adequately described. They kissed and touched as much as they could while he pounded into her over and over again. It was hard to explore a lot of his body with having only one free hand, but she did the best she could.

Luke dipped his head and placed his forehead on her shoulder as he hammered into her once more, pushing her over the edge. As his hot seed stretched her wide, her climax took her to new heights.

With their hearts beating in sync, neither of them moved. She was pretty sure, Luke was wondering what the hell had just happened? For sure, she was.

When Malia’s strength started to wane, she lowered her legs, and Luke slipped out. “Be right back,” he said.

There appeared to be a half bath under the staircase. He stepped inside. Water ran, and a moment later, he returned with a warm cloth. “Here.”

She cleaned herself up, a little embarrassed about what she should say. A thank you seemed inappropriate, so she kept quiet.

Luke dressed without commenting.

Once she’d put herself back together, she touched his arm. “I know you were conflicted. I was probably the last person you wanted to see today.”

“You got that right.” He turned around, stepped over to the coffee table, and picked up a bottle of beer. Once he finished it off, he faced her. “I think it would be best if you stay away from me and my brother.”

What? She wasn’t going to let him get off that easily. “Why? Because you have no willpower around me and that pisses you off? Or are you worried that the chemistry I know you felt might cause you to lose focus on finding your animals?”

“Yes.”

“Yes to one or both of my comments?”

He spun around and faced her. “How about if I don’t want you to come back and leave it at that?”

“Not good enough, cowboy. I want to help you. I might be able to find out who was responsible for the thefts.”

He closed the gap between them in two seconds. “You can’t do that.”

She stepped so close their arms touched. “And why is that? Can’t accept help from a woman?” She had to tilt her head up to look at him.

“You want to really know why I don’t want you here?”

“I’ve only been asking for the last minute,” she threw back at him.

“I don’t need your Granger pity.”

“Pity? I just want to help.”

“Oh, yeah? And why would you want to do that?” he asked.

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