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  “Sure, what do you want to do?”

  He pulls me up so that I’m now standing, pressed against him. “Well first, if you’re up for it, I want to have you again. As for where I’m taking you later, it’s a surprise.”

  His hands move down my body until they reach my thighs, then he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around him. I lean down and press my mouth to his, letting him know how ready I am. When I slip my tongue into his mouth he lets out a primal groan. He starts walking toward the bedroom but stops and heads into the bathroom, instead. He sets me down on the counter and walks over to the enormous bathtub. Once he turns the water on he comes back over to me.

  “I know that you’re probably sore, babe, so if it gets to be too much, let me know.” Before I have the chance to respond his mouth is on me. My hands encircle his waist and I trace my fingernails over his skin. He grips the hem of his shirt that I’d slept in and lifts it over my head. My first instinct is to cover myself; I’m still not very comfortable with being naked in front of him, especially now that I have all the cuts and bruises. I’ve never been one of the skinny girls; I have bigger hips and a bit of a ‘bubble butt’, so even on the beach I usually wear something more than just a bikini.

  He pulls back to look at me and I drop my gaze to the floor. Luke grabs my face between his hands. “Don’t hide from me, Becca. You have nothing to be ashamed of. You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen; not only that, baby, but your body is so fucking sexy.” Hearing him say these words only makes me want him that much more. I can tell that he means every word of it, and if I’m going to be with him, I definitely need to work on my confidence. He grips my waist, pulling me closer to him, and I can feel how hard he is through the thin material that separates us.

  His hands slide up my torso and cup my breasts, making me let out a moan. His head dips and he takes my earlobe into his mouth, dragging his teeth over it, before slowly making his way down my neck. When his mouth reaches my breasts he takes my nipple in his mouth so roughly that I let out a gasp. He begins to sink down to the floor, his mouth never leaving my body for more than a second. When he gets to his knees, his fingertips find the waistband of his boxers that I have on.

  “I didn’t get to this last night, baby, because I didn’t want to overwhelm you, but I can’t wait to taste you.”

  Before I can respond, he’s pulling the shorts down and I’m lifting myself off the counter in an attempt to help him. Once the boxers are gone, he presses his mouth to the inside of my leg next to my knee, and continues his slow journey to my center. He’s so close that I can feel his breath on my core; what I wouldn’t give for him to stop torturing me and give me what I want.

  Teasing me again, he pulls away and does the same thing to the other leg. I’m so worked up that I’m practically ready to finish and he hasn’t even touched me down there. This time, when he reaches my center he looks up at me with a fire in his eyes that warms my whole body.

  When he lowers his head and takes my clit into his mouth I scream his name and my fingers tightly grip his hair. I feel like I need to hold onto him or else I’ll float away. I hear him chuckle and know that he’s enjoying this as much as I am… almost. He pulls away from me and his hand that had been gripping my thigh slowly makes its way up until his fingers part my swollen lips. He inserts one finger into me, slowly stroking my insides, then follows it with another.

  When I hear him speak, I look down at him. “Becca, you taste so fucking good, baby. I can’t wait to make you come and then sink myself deep inside of you. This is mine, Becca, you’re mine.” The only response I can come up with at this point is to nod my head. “Tell me, baby; I want to hear you say it.”

  He wants me to actually be able to form words right now? “I’m yours, Luke…I think I have been since our first date.” His fingers are still stroking me and I can feel myself teetering on the edge. He smiles at me, enjoying being able to get me to this point, and then once again lowers his mouth to me.

  I’ve gotten so worked up, that the moment his mouth descends on my clit and he drags his teeth over my most sensitive spot, I’m gone.

  “Luke!” I scream his name, and when I look down at him he’s licking his lips and smiling at me.

  “That was sweeter than I ever could’ve imagined.” He stands up, picking me up off the counter and my body molds into him. My legs are shaking and if I even attempted to walk on my own, I’m sure I would drop to the floor. Luke carries me over to the tub, gently setting me on the ledge, and I slide down into the warm water. I feel like I’m in heaven as I relax against the side of the tub and watch as he removes his shorts and climbs in. He moves to the opposite side, facing me, and before I can ask him to join me he lifts my foot onto his lap.

  He begins to knead and massage my foot as I lay my head back because it feels so damn good. Every once in a while he stops and drags his nails down the arch of my foot, causing chills to erupt throughout my body. This man knows what he’s doing when it comes to pleasing a woman. Once he’s finished giving both of my feet the same treatment, he places them back onto the floor of the tub and I open my eyes to look at him.

  His head is resting back against the tub and droplets of water are clinging to his beautifully sculpted chest. Before I have time to think about what I’m doing, I start to crawl over to him. I want—no, need—to be able to make him feel as good as he had done for me. I sit between his legs, on my knees, with my butt resting against the heels of my feet. I rest my hands on his shins and started to slowly massage them while making my way up his legs. When I reach the apex of his thighs, I circle both of my hands around him, completely surprised to know that he fit inside me so well last night. I slowly begin to stroke him, moving my hands up and down while using an almost circular motion. He thrusts himself higher into my hands and his mouth forms a little ‘O’.

  I remove my hands and place them on the ledge of the tub, hovering over the top of him. He opens his eyes, and once he realizes what I’m doing, his hands move to their favorite spot and he grips my hips. Before he can utter a word, I lower myself onto him and moan at the fullness I feel with him inside me. This feels so much different than last night—I’m filled almost to the point of bursting—and I can’t be happier.

  I bow my head and rest it against his forehead, letting myself get used to this sensation. “Becca, you are killing me, baby.” I smile at him and begin to move myself up and down, front to back. My clit is rubbing against him at just the right angle and I feel as though I’ll fall apart soon. His hands grip my hips tighter with every motion, and when I start to lift myself up and crash back onto him, he lets out a moan. He pulls my mouth down to his, slipping his tongue in to claim my own. He captures my bottom lip between his teeth and pulls on it like an animal. In this moment, he is so raw and it’s sexy as hell.

  “Becca, I’m gonna come, baby, and I want us to go together.” He removes his hands from my hips, one finding my breast and rolling my nipple between his fingers, the other reaching my clit and massaging it. I can feel my orgasm rising to the surface, and as soon as I feel him pulse inside me, I let go, our cries mingling during our mutual release.

  After I catch my breath I gaze into his eyes. “That was amazing, Luke.”

  His hands wrap around my shoulders, pulling me closer to him so I’m only inches away from his lips. “No, you’re amazing.” He kisses me and draws my head down to rest on his chest.

  “I never knew that it could be like this.” I’ve always heard about people having instant connections and great chemistry, but for the short time I’ve known Luke, it amazes me how at in sync we are with each other. I sit up so I could look at him. “You know, most people probably think we’re insane. I mean, who falls in love in less than a month?” I avert my gaze and laugh, trying to hide the insecurity I’m feeling. Does he really love me? I know it seems crazy that I’m questioning it, but it just seems so unbelievable. I can tell he has so much experience and I wonder if I’ll be enough to satisfy him l
ong term or if I’m just the flavor of the month.

  Luke lifts me off of him and grabs my face, making me look into his eyes. “I need you to understand a few things, Becca. One, I don’t give a shit what people think of us. I meant what I said last night; I love you. As wildly insane as that sounds and as fast as things have moved with us, I mean it, with all my heart. Two, time doesn’t matter. Some people are together for years and will never have the connection that I feel when I’m with you. The last thing is this; trust me when I tell you it isn’t like this for everyone. I can tell that it bothers you knowing I’ve had several partners, and if I’m being honest, I don’t know if I could handle it if I found out that you’ve had as many as I have; it’s almost embarrassing for me, actually. However I have never experienced anything like we have; those other girls were just space fillers. It’s like watching the same movie over and over again. Although you may like the movie, it’s boring because you already know what to expect. When it comes to you, it’s anything but boring, and I can’t get enough.”

  He kisses me again, and I swear I feel all of his emotions in one kiss. I love that he’s able to go from the amazing sex god I was just with, to this unbelievably sweet guy. If anyone had ever asked me who my dream guy is, Luke takes the cake…all the way. After spending my entire life not knowing what I wanted in a man, he’s given me everything I could possibly want and more.

  “I still want to take you out today, so how about we shower and get going?” I nod my head and follow him out of the bathtub and into the shower.

  Lucas

  Becca blows my fucking mind. After taking her against the shower wall, I finally have to walk away from her so she can get dressed or we’ll never leave our room. When she exits the bathroom dressed in short jean shorts and a halter-top, I damn near rip the sheets to restrain myself from tearing her clothes off and making her mine…again. She’s so damn sexy and she doesn’t even know it. It’s definitely one of her many redeeming qualities and why I think I fell for her as quickly as I did. I can tell from the way she reacts when she catches me looking at her sometimes that she doesn’t have a clue how gorgeous she is; she always blushes and tries to look away.

  “I’m ready, Luke.”

  When I gaze up at her I can’t help but smile. I still can’t get over the fact that I’m now in a relationship—something that I haven’t attempted since high school—and it feels completely foreign to me. Sure, I may have been possessive of a girl I was hooking up with, but with Becca I would rip someone in half if they ever try to touch her. I stand up, take her hand, and we make our way out of the hotel room. She walks in front of me on the way to the elevator and I can’t take my eyes off her ass. She has incredible curves and her shorts seem as if they’re molded to her skin. She turns around and catches me gawking at her like a school boy and blushes almost crimson. Damn, she’s so sexy. Once the elevator doors close she turns to me, an apprehensive look in her eyes.

  “Am I um…am I dressed okay for wherever we’re going today?”

  I pull her to me so that her back is to my front and rest my chin on her shoulder. “Yeah, babe, why do you ask?”

  She tilts her head to the side so it’s resting against mine. “I don’t know. You um…you’ve just been giving me these weird looks and I want to make sure I’m wearing the right kind of outfit for where we’re going; I didn’t even think to ask before we left the room.”

  I kiss the spot right below her ear that I know drives her crazy. “I’m looking at you because you look gorgeous. I’m also trying to get myself ready to handle the massive amount of stares you’re going to get from other guys.” I turn her around to face me. “I know that you don’t know it, Becca, but you’re the most beautiful and sexy woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. I just need to figure out how I’m going to keep from killing every guy that can’t keep his eyes to himself.”

  I lean down to kiss her just as the elevator doors open. I hear shouting and once I open my eyes I see flashes going off. Shit, why the fuck did the hotel let the paparazzi into the damn lobby? I’ll definitely be having a word with the manager later. I reach for Becca’s hand and pull her close to me, trying to weave my way through the vultures trying to snap our pictures. I had called down to the valet earlier, so my truck is waiting for us at the door. We get outside as quickly as we can and I put her in the passenger side. I run around to the driver’s side, trying not to shove my fist in the face of the photographer that asks who my latest “conquest” is. Some of them really aren’t that bad—they take their pictures and stay out of your way—but the assholes that shout rude questions and try to block my path are the ones who really piss me off.

  Finally in the truck and on our way out of the parking lot, I sneak a glance over at Becca. She looks scared, but she has another expression that I can’t quite figure out. I reach over and take her hand. “Hey, you okay?”

  “Yeah, I guess I just need to get used to that.”

  “Unfortunately, I don’t think anyone can get used to that; I know I haven’t.” I don’t know what else to say to ease her mind. “I’m sorry.”

  She looks up at me. “Luke, it’s not your fault and I certainly don’t blame you for anything. I’m just not used to that much attention, much less people being that aggressive about it. So are you going to tell me where we’re going?”

  “Nope, it’s a surprise. I will tell you that it’s at least a two hour drive, so get comfortable.” I tune the radio to my favorite rock station and let out a chuckle when I see Becca jump when the bass starts thumping. “Too loud?”

  “Just a little bit. That and I’ve never really listened to rock music much until I met you.”

  “Oh, really?” I turn the volume down a little so I can hear her a little better. “What do you usually listen to?”

  “Um…country?” I start to laugh because I was raised in the country and can’t stand that shit. I throw on my country boy accent for effect. “Well, darling, I love ya and all but there ain’t no way we gonna be honky-tonkin’ in here.” I tip the bill of my baseball hat like the cowboys do and let out another laugh.

  She punches me in the arm with a smile on her face. “Ugh! Whatever!”

  My phone starts ringing, and once I see it’s my sister, Alexa, I press the button on the steering wheel to answer the call. “Hey, Lex, what’s up?” Becca looks over at me and I can see the question in her eyes. I mouth to her that it’s my sister and relief noticeably washes over her face.

  “Hey, rock star, what’s this I’ve been seeing all over the news about you going crowd surfing to save a girl?”

  “Technically, it wasn’t crowd surfing, and the girl’s name is Becca. I assume you haven’t talked to Mom, so I’ll fill you in. Becca is my girlfriend. She’s also in the car with me and you’re on speaker.”

  “I’m sorry, did you say girlfriend?! Luke, what the hell?! Why didn’t you tell me?”

  I can’t help but laugh. Alexa is four years younger than me and is in her sophomore year in college. She’s been bugging me for years to ditch my ‘man whore ways’ and settle down with a nice girl. “I figured Mom would’ve told you, Lex, and we haven’t talked in a while.”

  “Hello! It’s called a cell phone! Besides, I’m your sister; you could have at least sent me a text message saying ‘Hey, sis, I’m giving up my slutty ways and settling down.’” Becca can’t hold it in anymore and starts laughing. “Oh, and hi Becca! I’m this rude man’s sister, Alexa. Thank you for making sure he doesn’t die alone.” Now Becca is almost hysterical. “So are we still on for our dinner date next weekend? Since I’m the last one to find out, I think it’s only fair that I’m the first one to meet her.”

  Becca looks at me, silently questioning me with her eyes. “We’re going to be up near her college next weekend and I had already made plans with her,” I explain.

  “Yes you did, dear brother, and you are not allowed to cancel!”

  Becca grins at me. “I’ll make sure he doesn’t forget, Alexa, and I�
�m looking forward to meeting you, too.”

  “Ahhhh! She doesn’t even sound like a bimbo! Good job, Luke!”

  I’m going to kill her. “Okay Lex, love you, bye!”

  “Luke, wait I…”

  I press the button to end the call and glance over at Becca. “I’m sorry about her.”

  “You don’t have to apologize, Luke. I think your sister sounds like she’ll be fun to hang out with.”

  “Okay, good. Also, about two weeks after we see her at school, we’ll be in my hometown for four days and I had planned to stay at my family’s house. My mom fully expects me to bring you so everyone can meet you. What do you think?”

  “Um…that sounds good. I’m kind of nervous, though.”

  I take her hand. “Don’t be. Trust me, if you can survive Alexa next weekend the rest of my family will be easy.”

  We finally reach our destination and I pull into the parking lot, which really looks like a field filled with cars. She’s looking around, trying to figure out where we are. I finally point to a spot over the tops of the trees and she sees part of a ferris wheel.

  “Are we at a theme park?”

  “Kind of, it’s the state fair. They only do it in the summers and I’ve always wanted to go but I never had the chance to, or anyone to take with me.” She smiles at me as she leans in to kiss me. “So, how did I do? Are you excited?”

  “Yes! I absolutely love fairs!”

  “Good. I figured as much after I saw how much you enjoyed the Ren Faire.” I pull my hat down a little more and step out of the truck. I head over to her side of the truck and notice she’s about to get out so I pick up the pace and lift her by her waist before she has the chance.

  “I could’ve gotten out, you know.”

  I pull her against me and lower my head so our lips are almost touching. “I know you can, but this way I get to have my hands all over you.” I slide my hands down to her ass and give it a squeeze while I kiss her. “Now come on, cowgirl, let’s get a move on.”