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  “We were just about to pull some vegetables for lunch.” Shane put one hand on Trent’s shoulder. “Apparently Trent has never seen a vegetable garden before.”

  A hint of a smile curled Trent’s lips, but when he saw Luke watching him, he wiped it away.

  “I’ll leave you to it.” Luke waved his hand toward the garden. “I’m just going to give Emery a tour, then I have to get her back to work.”

  Shane gave him one more questioning look, confusion and worry dancing in his eyes before he led Trent off.

  “What was that all about?” Emery asked, moving a bit closer to him.

  “Nothing,” he said, and redirected the conversation. “You know, you need help at the market, and after a few weeks here, I think Trent will have learned a lot about right from wrong. Maybe, in exchange for groceries, he can help you stock shelves and do a little more of the heavy lifting. It would give him a way to help his family and a sense of pride.”

  Her eyes lit. “I never thought…that’s actually a great idea.”

  “Yeah?” he asked, almost surprised that she’d hire a kid who’d stolen from her store. But then again she’d hired Luke and asked him to stay on when she found out who he was. He shook his head, because honest to God, she confused the hell out of him.

  Luke spent the next hour showing her around and explaining all the programs. What he didn’t tell her was who Shane really was, and why he spent all his spare time giving back to the community and trying to help those less fortunate.

  By the time they made it back to Jeremy, he had a crowd gathered around, and the smile that lit Emery’s face, warmed Luke inside.

  “Maybe someday we can bring him to the store and he can check out surveillance van with me. I bet he’d love that.”

  She turned to him, and a strange, almost confused look moved over her face. “Why would you do that?”

  He shrugged. “Why not?”

  “I just…I guess I’m not sure what’s in it for you?”

  Now it was his turn to be confused. “Why does there have to be something in it for me?”

  “I…I just…”

  Jeremy started clapping and jumped up, pulling their attention to him. Frank laughed out loud, and said, “That’s it. You beat me six games in a row!”

  “I always win,” Jeremy said. He turned to Emery. “Em, tell them. I always win.”

  She stepped up to her brother. “That’s right, Jeremy. You always win.” She took his hand in hers. “We’re going to go now.” When Jeremy frowned and looked distressed, Emery said, “I think Frank needs to rest.”

  Picking up on the cues, Frank rubbed his hand over his balding head and yawned. “Yeah, Jeremy. I need to rest now, but you come back and see me again soon. I’m going to practice and next time I’m going to win.”

  Jeremy clapped harder. “Okay, Frank. I’ll come back. But I always win.”

  Emery began leading Jeremy toward the doors, and Luke leaned into Frank. “Thanks,” he said. “I really appreciate you spending time with him.”

  “He’s a great boy.” He gave Luke a wink. “And his sister is pretty hot too.”

  “Hey,” Luke said, “eyes to yourself.”

  “I might be old, but I’m not dead,” Frank shot back. Luke laughed, and Frank added, “You two make a nice couple. If you screw it up, send her my way, will you?”

  Without bothering to tell him they weren’t a couple, Luke shook his head and followed behind Emery.

  It was late afternoon by the time they left. After dropping Jeremy off, he headed to his place to take care of Rex. As he pulled into his driveway, he noticed Emery was unusually quiet.

  “Everything okay?”

  “Yeah. I was just thinking about all you do. You’re kind of…”

  She paused like she was searching for the right word, so he jumped in to help her. “Incredible, sexy, outstanding in bed…”

  She grinned. “Yeah, but I was thinking more along the line of giving.”

  He was about to tell her exactly what he’d like to give her when her stomach grumbled.

  She laughed and he reached over Rex to run her hair through his fingers. The second he touched her, electricity sparked between them. Even Rex seemed to notice. He whined, lowered his head and placed his palm over his eyes.

  Something flitted across her face, something that looked like desire, want…need. She bit down on her lower lip, and his eyes went to her mouth. So lush, so perfect, so sexy when it was wrapped around his cock. His eyes moved back to hers and hunger clawed at his insides.

  “Maybe before you take me back, we can go inside and you can introduce me to your culinary skills.”

  “You want to come in?”

  “Yeah,” she said, her voice a soft, seductive whisper.

  “Just so you know, Emery. If you come in there are other skills I’m going to introduce you to first.”

  “Just so you know, Luke. I was counting on you saying that.”

  Chapter Seven

  The look on Luke’s face was intense as he and Rex circled the truck. His hand closed over hers, and her entire body trembled in response. He gripped her tight and without speaking, led her up the stairs to the apartment. Unlocking it quickly, he let Rex go and hauled her inside.

  Eyes fixed on her, he dragged her against him, his hard cock pressing firmly, intently against her stomach. Emery stood there breathless, but not from the three flights of stairs they’d just climbed. No, she could barely draw in air because of the hungry way Luke was looking at her. Like if he didn’t strip her down and push inside her within the next two seconds, he was going to go off like a grenade.

  The air conditioning hit them and he wiped the back of his hand over his forehead before backing her up until she was pressed against the wall.

  She loved his passion, the way he turned all his focus on her when they were about to get naked together. He reached over his shoulders and tugged off his T-shirt, and when she caught his scent her entire body went up in flames.

  She put her hands on his body and slid them over his bare skin. He threw his head back, a sound rumbling in his throat as he briefly closed his eyes.

  She wet her dry lips and could feel the tension inside him. “I love touching you.”

  He blinked his eyes back open, and his nostrils flared as he rested his forehead against hers. In such a Luke move, he put his hands on the wall over her head, and pushed his knee between her legs.

  “Emery,” he said, his gaze moving over her face as sexual heat leapt between them.

  “Yeah.”

  “I’m going to fuck you so hard.” His cock jumped against her stomach, and her pussy clenched and moistened with need. “I’m going to take you to my bed and make you come with my mouth, and then my fingers. And just when you think you can’t come anymore, I’m going to pull you down onto my cock and fuck you until you scream out my name. I promise you that.”

  “Oh, God,” was all she could manage to say.

  “Tell me you want that, sunshine.” His breath came harder, labored, washing over her face and arousing her even more. “Tell me you need it as much as I do.”

  Heat curled through her. “I do,” she whispered and the next thing she knew his lips were claiming hers, his hot kisses burning her mouth and searing her between the legs.

  She could barely catch her breath when his hands were all over her, pushing, pulling and ripping at her clothes. She in turn tore at his jeans. She unhooked the button and drew down the zipper then put her hand inside. The hard length of his cock felt so good in her palm, and all she could think about was putting him in her mouth again.

  Luke shoved his hands into her pants, and when he swiped her clit, she sagged against the wall, her hand working faster over his cock as she closed her eyes against the flood of heat. Her legs went weak, and he must have sensed it. The next thing she knew she was in his arms, her legs wrapped around his back.

  Without his mouth ever leaving hers, he carried her to his bedroom, sitting h
imself onto the edge of his unmade bed. He deepened the kiss, his tongue devouring her as he tore at her shirt. Her buttons popped and scattered to the floor, but she didn’t care about the damage. No, all she cared about was having his cock inside her again.

  He pushed her shirt off her shoulders and unhooked her bra. He gave a low, tortured moan as he took one nipple into his mouth. Her body grew hotter, needier.

  In a movement that was so quick it took her by surprise, not to mention a little rough, he flipped her over until she was flat on her stomach in the middle of the mattress. He climbed over her, pushing her hair away from her shoulders and kissing the side of her neck. His cock pressed against her ass and she raised it slightly, rubbing up against him.

  He growled and smacked her ass. “Cut it out or I’ll lose it.”

  A thrill moved through her. Not only did she love him like this, no one had ever slapped her ass before, and it secretly excited her.

  He kissed a path down her back, running his hands over her quivering flesh. When he reached the small of her back, he gripped the top of her jeans and said, “Lift.”

  She inched her ass up and he pulled her pants and panties to her knees, then he pulled her shoes off and nudged her to lift her calves. She settled back on the mattress and he peeled them the rest of the way down her legs, carelessly tossing them on the floor.

  “Christ,” he murmured, his hands running up her thighs to widen them.

  She’d never been flat out on a bed with her ass up to a man before. But she loved the way he wanted her, the way she was trying new, naughty things with him.

  The second his tongue touched her inner thigh she moaned and wiggled slightly. Luke grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her hips, lifting her ass even more.

  His fingers followed his tongue, and a strangled cry lodged in her throat.

  “Luke,” she cried out, needing him to touch the hungry spot between her legs before she went up in a ball of flames. She ached for him, craved his touch in ways she shouldn’t, ways that actually frightened her.

  “Open wider,” he commanded.

  She spread her legs, and felt his hot breath on her pussy as he exhaled slowly. Her body grew tight, her pussy clenching in anticipation.

  “So damn perfect,” he said. “So wet and ready for me.”

  He slid up her leg, and kissed her ass cheeks as his fingers slipped between her thighs. Through his jeans his cock pressed against the back of her leg as he dipped inside her pussy. She lifted her hips, wanting his fingers deeper, harder.

  “Stop,” he said, giving her ass another slap.

  A moan caught in her throat, her skin burning from the whack, and she bit down on her lip to fight the urge to squirm again, even though she wanted another slap.

  “Oh you like that do you?” he said, and while she couldn’t see him, she just knew he was grinning at her. He gave her another little slap, like he was testing her, and this time there was no stifling the moan in her throat.

  He pulled in a breath, his fingers running over her cheeks to soothe the sting left behind. His voice sounded harsh, labored when he said, “Sunshine, you have no idea what you’re doing to me right now.”

  Oh but she did know. The way his cock was thickening against her leg told her everything she needed to know—he was just as crazed as she was.

  He pushed another finger into her and she gripped his bedsheets, pulling them to her face. She breathed in his scent, losing herself in the sensations between her legs as he drove in and out of her.

  His fingers plunged deeper, circling the hot bundle of nerves that had her toes curling. She gave a whimper as her entire body burned hotter than it ever had before. He picked up the pace, like he knew just what she needed to reach her peak. She was close, so damn close.

  “Get on your knees and lift your ass higher, baby.”

  As soon as she did, her muscles tightened around his fingers, making her feel so gloriously full. Still pumping deep, he swiped her clit and the second he did she climaxed all over him.

  “Luke,” she cried out, unable to believe how hard her muscles were spasming, how much liquid heat was dripping down her legs. He kept his fingers inside her as she rode out each delicious wave of her orgasm and when she finally stopped clenching down on them, he flipped her onto her back and tossed the pillow away. She caught the raw lust in his eyes before he buried himself between her legs, licking her, slowly at first, and avoiding her sensitive clit. But in no time at all desire once again began pulling at her. The guy was turning her into some sort of nymphomaniac.

  He licked her hard, his tongue picking up speed as it slashed against her, stroking fast and deep. When he finally brushed the soft tip over her clit, she gripped his head and lifted her hips from the bed, holding him there.

  “Yes,” she hissed, bucking against him shamelessly. Truthfully, she wasn’t a prude in bed, but she’d never been this wild, this uninhibited. Luke brought out a different side of her.

  His fingers bit into her thighs and using only his mouth he brought her to orgasm again. As she came in his mouth, some small working brain cell told her so far he was true to his words. He’d made her come with his fingers and his mouth. Her heart leapt, because she remembered what else he promised her—to make her come with his cock.

  He finished lapping her juices, and slid off her. He flattened himself on the bed beside her. “Come here,” he said.

  She rolled onto him and he gripped her hip, urging her upward. “I want to see you when you come this time.”

  As she straddled him, the muscles along his jaw rippled and he warned, “Don’t move.” Balancing her on her knees, his hard cock pointed upward, so close to her opening, he reached to his nightstand and grabbed a condom. Working between her legs, he rolled it on and she suspected he was purposely nudging her clit in some teasing, torturous attempt to drive her insane.

  “Oh, God,” she cried out when she caught his grin. Didn’t he know how close she was to losing her damn mind?

  His smile fell as he ran his hands over her breasts, then grabbed her hands to place them on her body. She met his glance as she cupped both breasts, which felt so hot and heavy in her palms, and when she saw heat flitting across his face, she wet her thumb and rubbed it over her nipple.

  Two could play his game.

  “Oh, fuck,” he growled, his hands going to her hips. With little finesse and much greed, he pulled her down onto his cock, driving into her so hard and deep, her womb clenched. Her body trembled, loving the length of him, the depth of penetration this position gave them.

  He gripped her hips and powered his upward. She moved with him, meeting each thrust and sinking back down onto his hard shaft.

  One hand left her hips and cupped her face. She leaned into his touch as the scent of their lovemaking filled the room.

  “So good,” he murmured. “So fucking good.”

  They pounded against each other, and in no time at all sweat broke on Luke’s forehead. He began panting, his fingers digging into her hard enough to leave bruises. But she wanted to be bruised by him, wanted to remember every minute of this, because she truthfully had no idea when this wild affair would come to an end. She only knew it would.

  Pushing that last thought aside, she squeezed her nipples, and rode him harder.

  He lifted her until only his crown remained inside then he pulled her down, taking her breath away with each powerful thrust. She gasped for air, and launched herself back down onto his beautiful cock.

  Her nerves sizzled, and blood pooled between her legs as he continued to fill her.

  “You’re going to come for me again, sunshine,” Luke said, his voice rough with need and lust and something else, something she couldn’t quite identify. She put her hand between her legs and stroked her clit.

  “Ah, Jesus, you’re going to be the death of me, girl.”

  Her body flared hot, and once again she climaxed, just like he said she would. As juices poured from her, Luke held her gaze, and it was al
l she could do not to sob from the pleasure.

  “That’s it,” he said through clenched teeth, like it was taking every ounce of strength he had to hang on. “You’re so beautiful when you come.”

  A second later something in his expression changed, some deeper need backlighting his pewter eyes. He pulled her off his cock and once again flipped her over until she was lying facedown on the mattress.

  He widened her legs and moved in between them, and when she felt his hands on her backside, one finger rubbing between her cheeks, uncertainty moved through her.

  She looked over her shoulders and her heart nearly stopped at the way he was looking at her. His muscles were tense, his eyes severe and penetrating as they moved over her face.

  “Luke,” she questioned.

  “I need to take you. Everywhere.” His finger dipped inside her ass cheeks, and when he touched her puckered opening she clenched. “I need to have all of you.”

  She hesitated, never having done anything like this before. But there was no denying that she was already in over her head with him, doing things she shouldn’t be doing. Truthfully, when she was with Luke it felt like she was skydiving without a parachute. It was both exciting and terrifying.

  “I’m guessing you haven’t been taken this way before,” he began, urgency and emotion in his voice as he tucked her bottom up against him. “If you say no, I’ll stop.”

  “Luke,” she said, putting a pillow beneath her as she warmed to the idea. “I want you to have all of me.”

  He leaned over her and pressed his chest to her back, his mouth going to her neck. His hands moved over her sides, and she was almost certain they were trembling. He grabbed something from his nightstand, and a second later she felt cool liquid between her cheeks.

  One finger entered her, and he gently moved it in and out, letting her get used to the new sensations. For the first time Luke was being gentle with her, taking his time despite the fact that she could sense his restraint as he prepared her. In that moment everything inside her went out to him. She loved that he was going slow, wanting to do this right for her.