Lucifer's Lover

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legs, lifting her.
    “Where?” And the urgency in his voice brooked no argument.
    She pointed toward the bedroom and he shouldered the door aside and laid her on the bed. He straddled her hips with his knees and shrugged his jacket off. In the light spilling through from the sitting room, his eyes were glittering darkly. His hands fitted around her waist, his strong thumbs almost touching each other. They smoothed their way over her stomach and she quivered in response. His hands slid higher and rounded themselves over her breasts, tugging and caressing the nipples. Deep, frenetic excitement caught at her, traveled her body, invaded and drugged her mind. Her hips lifted in response and she heard Luke gasp.
    “This was no disguise,” he said roughly.
    “No.” She could barely whisper it.
    “No more disguises,” he declared, his voice rough.
    His mouth, hot and moist, caught at her nipple and her response faded from her mind under the onslaught of hot, delicious pleasure. She felt his thigh pressing between her legs and opened them invitingly, moving restlessly against the weight of him. She pulled at his shirt, reached for his belt, wordlessly stripping him of encumbrances.
    Then his flesh was against hers and his hand, big and strong, was cupping her hip. She could feel him, hot and hard, against her and suddenly she couldn’t wait, could not stand the emptiness.
    She pulled him to her. He paused at the very brink, quivering, denying her, as he covered his heated flesh in a protective sheath, then drew her to him, his eyes burning into her soul
    “Look at me,” he demanded.
    She looked up at him, at the dark eyes above her. She was caught up in his mesmerizing gaze. He held her focus as he slid into her and the sensation was so perfect, so fulfilling, that she tensed in reaction, clenching around him, a tight bow of pleasure.
    Then his mouth was at her breast and he was moving, slow thrusts that caressed every sensitive inch of her. There was no mercy in his assault on her senses. She was an entity of spiraling delight and she was encouraged by Luke’s growl of pleasure and his quickening movements.
    The climax was mutual, locking them together for endless moments, as their bodies and minds hung suspended at the peak.
    After, they lay entwined side by side, still joined, satiated and drunk with the after effects.
    Luke kissed her temple. “Why can’t it happen like this?”
    She shook her head a little, puzzled.
    “At the restaurant. You said it’s not going to count if it happens any other way. What’s not going to count? Why isn’t this way just fine? It’s fine by me.”
    “ This way, you mean?” she asked, moving her hips a little.
    He smiled, a slow, lazy grin that warmed her and made her toes curl in anticipation. “Well, this way is really fine. And there’s every other way too. Infinite variety.” He picked up her hand and smoothed the fingers out, then kissed the palm slowly, his tongue tickling the skin. “Lots of ways,” he murmured, “and I’ll enjoy all of them with you.”
    She could feel her body already stirring again and moved against him. He caught his breath, his eyes narrowing. “I assume that means yes,” he said, lifting himself up over her once again.
    “Yes,” she said with delight.

    Later, while he propped his head up on one hand, he lazily drew patterns on her body with his fingers, making her quiescent nerves twitch with lingering sensitivity. Lindsay was in a dreamy state of euphoria, her mind still hazed from lovemaking. Luke’s hand was enough to keep her in a state of longing.
    Then his hand became still. “You distracted me,” he said, trying to sound irritated.
    “I can do it again, if you want.”
    “Not right now. I want to live until morning.” He caressed her cheek. “Not that the distraction was less than adequate, of course.”
    “Thank you. I took a course.”
    He blinked. “A joke. Was that a joke I just heard?”
    “I believe so. Not that

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