Luke (Armed and Dangerous Book 2) by Cheyenne McCray Page A

her thighs. Even through the water she could feel her own desire.
    She brought her other hand to her breast and kneaded and plucked her nipple. Eyes still closed, she fantasized about sucking her own nipples while Luke devoured her. She raised her breast and flicked her tongue across the hard nub. A pleasant warm lick that immediately chilled in the night air until she licked it again.
    Her fingers aided the jets, stroking her harder and harder, her tongue flicking again and again over her nipple, urging her closer and closer to climax. Imagining Luke’s tongue all over her body. Imagining Luke sliding into her—
    The squeak of the French doors jolted Trinity from her fantasy.
    Her eyes snapped open. She jerked her head up and her heart started to pound.
    The large figure of a man. He stood beside the hot tub, his face shadowed by a dark cowboy hat.
    “Welcome home, Trinity MacKenna,” he murmured.

Chapter 15
    Luke.
    Trinity would recognize that deep, sensual drawl anywhere.
    Omigod.
    Heated embarrassment prickled her skin. She wanted to die from humiliation at being caught masturbating—by the very man she’d been fantasizing about. And darn it if her brain and mouth hadn’t taken another vacation.
    Her cheeks burning as hot as the heat lamps, she slid farther beneath the water so that her breasts were hidden by the bubbles and crossed her arms over her chest for good measure.
    “I—I—” She couldn’t find any words that made sense. She needed to tell him to back off, to get out and let her get herself covered and decent. She needed to say something, didn’t she? Anything?
    “Who were you fantasizing about, sugar?” His eyes were shadowed by his hat and his voice was rough. “The man who hasn’t had the sense to claim you by now?”
    Trinity didn’t know what to say, then what came out was, “I broke up with him. My boyfriend.”
    Damn.
    I have totally lost my ever-lowin’ mind.
    The rough, aroused look on Luke’s face seemed to catch fire, burning her deep inside, and convincing her yes, yes, she was crazy, completely and totally.
    Trinity slid farther into the water.
    “Uh-uh.” Luke crouched down beside the hot tub and pushed his Stetson up with one finger. She could clearly see his roguish blue eyes in the waning evening light. “Keep going, sugar.”
    “What—” She swallowed, her throat incredibly dry. “Ah, what are you doing here, Luke? How did you find me?”
    “Later.” He reached out his hand and ran his thumb along her lower lip, causing more warmth to spread throughout her—but this time it was from arousal. “Right now you’re gonna touch yourself, just like you were doing when I walked in here.”
    Trinity sucked in her breath. “You want me to... in front of you?”
    “Oh, yeah.” His sensual smile and the way his finger moved on her skin almost made her climax on the spot. “I want you to touch yourself while I watch. But first you’re going to move up a little higher to give me a better view.”
    Face burning impossibly hotter, she shook her head, pulling away from him. “I—I can’t, um, do it in front of you.”
    “You can.” Luke caught her chin in his hand and forced her to look at him. “And you will.”
    Trinity trembled, yet managed to ask, “And if I don’t?”
    His eyes glittered with dark sensuality. “I’ll pull you out of that hot tub, lay you across my knee, and spank your naked, sexy ass.”
    Oh. My. God.
    At the visualization of him doing just that, Trinity’s eyes nearly crossed, her whole body aching with a wild urgency. The need to have Luke inside her, and to have him now exploded through her like a storm.
    But she couldn’t have sex with this man, this cowboy—although for the life of her, she wasn’t able to remember why not.
    Like, she didn’t even know the man?
    What was that again?
    His fingers slid in a slow and sensuous movement from her chin along her jaw line. “Now what’ll it be?”
    She was almost tempted to let him spank