“Ohh, God. You don’t know what you do to me, Luke .”
I pushed deep inside her. “I think I do.” I squeezed a nipple between my fingers and twisted slightly until she cried out. “It’s what you do to me .”
“Ahh, please. I want more .”
My spine tingled and seized. I was ready to come. Ready to fuck her hard .
I picked her up, she wrapped her body around me. I kissed her, inhaled her, devoured her, roaming her halls. Stopping every few steps to slam into her the wall with my cock .
“Oh, fuck, Luke.” Her hands splayed in convulsive quickness. I pumped a few times, knowing I was reaching my peak, before I peeled her off the wall and took a few more steps .
I had no idea where I was in the house. We weren’t talking. We were fucking. I wanted to sear my cock inside her pussy. I wanted her to know Luke Canton didn’t fly a thousand miles just for anyone. He didn’t do shit like this .
I was here because I wanted her .
Twenty-Three
Alexa
L uke turned down another dark hall. I couldn’t see his expression, but I could feel his hands clutch my ass before he shoved me against another wall and drove into me with an explosive thrust of blinding ecstasy. Every time I felt his muscles go rigid as if his release was about to be uncaged, he would hold off, showing more restraint than I had. Luke was in complete control. I never knew when the next wave was coming. It was dark and he was unpredictable .
I didn’t care what room we found. I only cared that he kept pumping in and out of me like this. Like he missed me. Like he couldn’t wait to be with me again. Like he was trying to tell me we belonged to each other .
My hands tangled in his hair. He stopped again and I felt the tip of his cock pull out before he reared back and slammed into me .
“Fuck, Alexa,” he growled .
“Oh, God.” It was building. We were throwing gasoline on a fire. A fire that wasn’t going to be satisfied tonight, or any other night .
He kicked a door open. I half-opened an eye to see that we were in the game room. It was one of the rooms my designer insisted I needed as a celebrity. I never came in here. It was a complete waste of money .
“What’s in here?” he asked .
“Game stuff,” I answered roughly. “It’s a play room for fun .”
His eyebrow waggled. Ok, maybe it was a complete waste of money to a girl. Luke liked the idea .
He peered into the darkness until he spotted what he was looking for .
I followed his stare as he carried me toward the custom made pool table with my logo embellished in the center. Every one of the balls had L W stamped on them .
“I like your table.” I shivered when his teeth grazed over my shoulder .
I could barely speak. I had no idea what he was planning .
“Thank you,” I whispered .
“I’m going to love fucking you on it too .”
I sighed. I was aching for my release. For the orgasm that would rip through me with electric force and current. Every time he whispered in my ear, I wanted it more. I wanted to know where he could take me. What new plane my body would reach when Luke pushed me to test my sexual limits .
He never hesitated. And when I was with him I didn’t either .
My bottom hit the wooden border and he stepped back with a grin .
“Go on, baby .”
I looked in his eyes before I turned and crawled to the center of the table. I looked down at the swirly L and W. I was almost dripping with arousal for him. He’d fucked me through most of the house and now we were getting ready to blow the lid off the roof .
The table creaked as he climbed on behind me .
“So fucking hot.” He cupped my breast, raking his fingers over my sides and over the roundness of my bottom. “The sweetest pussy ever. You know that ?”
I whimpered with want. He wasn’t touching me anywhere and I felt as if half of me were missing. I needed to feel him. I loved his body. His hands. His mouth .
“I flew here tonight because I missed this.” I felt his lips land on my lower back. “I’ve never missed anyone, Alexa .”
I dared to look over my shoulder. I couldn’t help it. I needed a connection with him .
“I missed you too,” I whispered .
His hands coasted down my thighs, prying my legs farther apart. It was almost here. The release. The spiral of bliss. The heat of his body burning inside of mine. My nipples perked and pebbled. My core twitched. My clit thrummed with pain .
My eyes locked on his as he nudged the head of his cock between my wet folds .
“What have you done to me?” he growled .
“The same thing you’ve done to me,” I answered .
Whatever it was between us, it was the same. I couldn’t think without him. I couldn’t breathe until he was in my space again, and my body sure wasn’t alive unless he was touching me .
“Who do you belong to?” His strong hands adhered to the contour of my waist, dragging my ass backward .
“You,” I moaned. “Please, Luke. Please fuck me .”
My nipples hurt. I wiggled toward him, but he had a constraining grip on me .
“Come with me,” he groaned. “Come on my cock so hard I can feel you .”
My eyes never left his as he slammed into me. One. Two. Three times and we both convulsed and shattered in violent jerks. He pulsed and surged, filling me, stretching me and I shook with complete abandon, letting the orgasm undo me .
My hips pushed into him harder. I sucked him inside me, begging him to take every space in my body and my soul. He had me. I was his. And he was mine .
“Oh, fuck, baby.” He kissed my neck and we collapsed together on the pool table .
I rested against his chest .
“I’m so happy you’re here,” I whispered. “Impulsive is hot.” My breathing hadn’t returned to normal .
He pressed his lips to my forehead. “Me too. I have to fly out tomorrow night to make it back for Tuesday practice .”
“I don’t want to think about that yet .”
We stretched our legs out to the end of the pool table. It was funny looking at the rest of the room from here .
“Think you can hide a six five QB for an entire day?” he teased .
“If by hiding, you mean keep you in my bed all day, then the answer is yes.” I giggled. I felt incredible .
“I get it if you have to go to the studio.” He drew a circle over my navel and I wondered what he was thinking about .
“I can call in sick,” I volunteered. “I can be spontaneous too .”
“I’m not asking you to miss work .”
“I know you aren’t. But when am I going to see you again ?”
He shook his head. “I’m on the road next weekend. I can’t do this again for a few weeks .”
My heart sank. It wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear. How was I going to handle weeks without him ?
“Maybe I can go to one of your games,” I suggested .
He readjusted under me so he could see my face. “You want to meet me on the road ?”
I nodded. I was positive. “Yes .”
“How are we going to keep this out of the press if you travel with me ?”
I bit my lower lip, trying to sort through the logistics. “Ok. What if I fly out ahead of time to … where are you playing next ?”
“San Francisco .”
I shook my head. That wouldn’t work .
“After that we play the Sharks in DC .”
“DC? That’s close. Ok. I can find one of my charities or something and go out on Saturday. And I can take in the game Sunday in a box. A dark box,” I added. “We’ll meet in a hotel after the game. We’ll at least have the night together .”
“You’re more conniving than I thought. I’m impressed. There’s more naughty girl in there still.” He grabbed my ass and pulled me on top of him .
I relaxed into him, relishing the firm muscles and sec
urity of his body .
“I can be really naughty,” I teased .
“You keep proving that .”
The pool table was starting to get uncomfortable. “Want to watch the late game?” I asked .
“You have the Wranglers on ?”
I nodded. “I was trying to study up when you rang the doorbell,” I explained. “There is a TV in here, but I have more comfortable rooms in the house.” I laughed. “Want to see ?”
We sat up .
“Yeah, but I’m hoping this place has as many bathrooms in it .”
“Oh, right. There’s one behind the pinball machine.” I pointed .
Luke hopped off the table and returned a few minutes later .
“This is naked football, right?” he asked before turning to lift me off the pool table .
I would never be able to play a game here without blushing to my toes. We had officially christened and tarnished that L W logo at the same time .
“What?” My feet dangled over his arm. I felt petite and tiny in his massive arms .
There were no clothes in this room. There was a trail leading here like bread crumbs in the forest .
“You don’t know about naked football? You’re missing out on such an education .”
“Really?” I twisted my lips together .
“Point me to the TV,” he directed .
“Back to the front door and then off to the other wing .”
He shook his head. “This is a fucking maze, you know that, right ?”
“It’s a little spacious .”
“It’s big enough for five kids and then some .”
The smile dropped from his face. And we stared in each other’s eyes .
Twenty-Four
Luke
F uck. Why did I say that? Why did I bring up kids ?
And at the same time I couldn’t stop thinking about it. This woman was mine, and it was becoming more clear to me that I wanted her to be mine in every way. Maybe even with my baby inside her .
“Which way?” I asked, dodging her probing eyes .
“If you insist on carrying me like this it’s going to take a while .”
“Just tell me .”
I wasn’t going to let her go. I wanted to hold her to my chest. Carry her. Protect her. And the fact that I had taken her the way I wanted, claimed her body once again, made this feel right .
“Ok, out of this room and then left. Down the hall and right to the front door .”
I retraced our original path, stepping over pictures I had knocked to the floor .
Alexa’s house was fucking ridiculous. It sprawled in every direction. From the front it was deceiving. I couldn’t tell that beyond the front door was where the labyrinth started. And she was here alone. I guessed this was what number one songs bought you .
I heard the sounds of a referee’s whistle. The game was on in a nearby room .
It was hard to believe that just a few hours ago I was doing the same thing. I was on the field, looking for James to get open. I was arguing with refs. I was yelling at my line .
And now I was holding a sexy beautiful woman in my arms. I had flown hours to see her. To surprise her. To do the unexpected .
And yet we were living in the shadows. Keeping it a secret. Hiding each other from the world. I didn’t know how long I could keep it up. I’d always lived my life wide open .
I looked up to see Brian Ross get sacked. I chuckled. Never liked the guy .
“Something funny ?”
I settled us on the couch. It felt a hell of a lot better than the pool table. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that that moment was going to go down as one of the hottest fucks of my life. My cock throbbed .
I couldn’t get enough of her .
“Just watching that play. I don’t know why they called it .”
“What should they have done?” she asked .
“Not get sacked first of all.” I scowled. “But Seattle is always going to run that defensive play when there are four receivers lined up .”
“How do you know that ?”
“This is what I do. I study them. I watch the games. I read, believe it or not.” I winked at her. “And that QB should know it. If he’s got four receivers going long Seattle is going to rush him in the fastest blitz they have. They don’t have the coverage for those four guys, so it’s their only chance to shut down the play .”
“Makes sense to me.” Her eyes were on the game .
“I would have pegged you for a cheerleader in high school. I can see you wearing one of those cute little skirts .”
“Nope.” She shook her head. “Couldn’t really afford stuff like that .”
“What do you mean?” I reached my arm around her and she nuzzled against my chest as if that was where she belonged .
“I didn’t grow up with money. This is all new to me .”
“Well most people don’t grow up with this kind of money, but you seriously couldn’t afford a cheerleading uniform ?”
“My parents didn’t have extra cash. I didn’t even try to do that kind of stuff .”
I tried to picture Alexa poor without her manager. No private plane. No designer boots. The two images didn’t fit. I couldn’t reconcile a penniless girl with the one in my arms who lived in a palace and had her own stylist .
“I bet your parents are proud of you now .”
She had probably bought them a place. Somewhere with lots of land. Expensive furniture and a pool. Linc and I made sure our parents were taken care of. Last year I bought my mom a new Lexus. She loved that damn car. My dad hated she had gone with cherry red .
“They aren’t around.” Her voice softened .
I was going where I never went. Asking questions. Digging deeper .
“What happened, Alexa ?”
“It’s embarrassing. No one knows except Jake, and he doesn’t want the press to find out and dig up a bunch of dirt on the whole thing .”
“What is it?” I didn’t know how it was possible for people to keep many secrets anymore .
She exhaled slowly. “My dad went to jail for a long list of petty crimes. Check fraud. Tax evasion. He was just trying to find ways to pay bills.” Her expression was anguished. “He’s not a bad guy. He just did things because he was desperate. He never would have tried them if he had money. He wouldn’t. He was laid off from the plant and things spiraled .”
“And your mom ?”
“She lost the house when my dad went to jail. Her car was repossessed. She was in worse shape than he was. She was an aid at the library. Do you have any idea how much she made ?”
I saw Alexa wipe at her cheeks with her palms .
“No.”
“Not enough to pay bills. It got worse. Much worse.” Her voice cracked. “She was alone .”
“What happened, Alexa?” I had to coax the story from her .
“With my dad in jail and no money she met someone online. And she left with him .”
I had stopped watching the game. I hit mute on the remote. “Where did your mom go ?”
“To Mexico.” Alexa wiped at another tear. “But I don’t know if she made it. I don’t know if she’s there. All I know is that I can’t find her. And I’ve looked. I’ve hired investigators. I’ve spent money looking for her. Nothing has turned up. She’s a ghost. I think she’s dead .”
“Shit,” I whispered. That was fucked up. Fucked up for her. For her mom. For her dad. I didn’t know if I should hold her or get a detective on the phone myself. I wanted to do something .
“Yeah. See why it’s not something I talk about? It’s an embarrassment. My dad is in jail. My mom cheated on him. Ran away and she didn’t even bother to worry about her daughter. Not exactly the picture perfect story Jake wants out there for the country sweetheart I am .”
“What did you do? Where did you go when she left?” I didn’t give a shit about Jake right now. That asshole only had one priority and it wasn’t Alexa .
She sniff
ed once more, but I couldn’t tell if she was about to cry or if she had stopped herself. That was the end of the tears. “I moved to Nashville. I met Jake and the rest is history .”
“But she could be out there? You don’t know for sure.” There was a lot of uncertainty in Alexa’s past .
“I don’t think so. Wouldn’t she have come back by now? If you had a daughter who was worth a bajillion dollars, wouldn’t you show up?” she asked .
“Maybe she has too much pride. Maybe she doesn’t want to admit what she did was wrong.” I didn’t know her mom and I wasn’t taking the woman’s side. I didn’t know why people made shitty decisions. I’d made more than enough .
“I knew you were strong, but I didn’t know exactly how strong.” I wrapped my other arm around her. “You amaze me, Alexa .”
“Really? That entire story didn’t turn you off? You don’t think differently about me ?”
“I do. I think you’re one hell of a woman. My woman.” I rolled her to face me. Her breasts draped over me, her nipples brushing my chest .
“I didn’t grow up like you and Linc. You don’t care ?”
“No. Doesn’t matter what happened before the night I paid twenty-five thousand dollars to hear you sing.” I tried to make her smile .
“It’s such a dark secret,” she whispered .
“I know it is. But I’ll keep it.” I kissed her cheek, tasting the saltiness of her tears .
She rocked forward. “You promise, Luke ?”
Her hips ground into my cock and it hardened into a thick rod. Holy fuck .
“I promise. I’ll never tell .”
I kissed her other cheek, my hand sliding over her ass and dipping between her legs, searching for her swollen clit .
She hissed as I eased one finger and then another inside her. She jerked up, sitting back on my fingers .
“Feel good?” I asked .
She closed her eyes. “Yes .”
“Fuck me like this a little. I want you to feel good. I always want to make you feel good .”
She clenched around me. Her walls tightening with measured strength, squeezing my fingers .
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