by F. C. Clark
‘You look exhausted.’ He strokes my face as he joins me, pulling the covers over our naked bodies.
‘I am.’ I give him a relaxed smile, and a truthful statement. Mentally and physically I’m fucked.
‘Sleep, baby.’
He pulls me towards his chest, laying his arm firmly under mine, but avoiding my sore ribs.
15
Gentle kisses on my spine cause me to stir. My eyes crack open.
‘Sleeping Beauty is awake.’ Luke’s hand tenderly brushes across my arse.
‘Morning.’ I nestle into the pillow, feeling far too relaxed.
‘Time to play.’
Yes, please.
‘Play?’ I giggle.
His tantalising touch moves between my legs.
‘Good morning, my sex god.’
‘Sex god… You’ve given me a title to live up to.’ Luke flashes his Sutton smile, pleased with his accolade.
‘I suggest you don’t let me down.’ I chuckle into the soft pillow.
‘Never.’
Luke moves my legs apart, gently sliding his fingers into my sex.
‘Baby.’ He kisses my back, ‘you’re wet and ready. Christ, you make me hard.’
I woke aroused. The feelings of last night clearly never left me.
His thumb brushes against my clit, while his fingers continue to tease the inner wall of my sex. My breathing slows and my hips sway, encouraging Luke to maintain the pressure, but he stops and leans close to my ear.
‘We don’t have a lot of time, so I’m going to fuck you now.’
His voice ricochets through my body, reaching my pulsating clit. I have no reason to question him, or time to think. Luke lifts my arse, forcing me onto my elbows. I hear the sound of a wrapper tearing, then with one hard thrust I have him – entirely. Holy shit. How can my body be so receptive to his manhandling? His hand reaches for my clit as he pumps hard into me. I wonder whether this is a morning ritual I’ll need to get used to.
I push my arse further back to meet his hips.
‘Greed… Baby, I love that you’re hungry for me.’
Again, his sex talk leaves me gagging for more. He continues to torment my clit, while his free hand moves to my shoulder, gripping me for leverage. The sensations of last night lingers, as my body instantly climbs.
‘Luke…’ Is the only word I can muster. My orgasm washes over me fiercely, a morning of sexual gratification and need.
His hips slam firmly against my arse. Once more. Hard and fast.
‘Yes… Kate…’ He comes.
Luke pulls himself free, allowing me to collapse on the mattress where I was asleep fifteen minutes ago – but now I’m fully awake, and fully fucked.
‘I normally wake to an alarm clock.’ I roll over to see him propped up on his elbow.
‘Waking up to you and your delectable body is not good. I sense a few late mornings ahead. Speaking of time, you have twenty minutes until we meet my family for breakfast.’ He leans over and kisses me with passion.
He gets out of bed, allowing me to take in his lean, magnificent body. Holy shit, he’s so fucking hot.
‘Stop staring and get ready. I’m still hard, and I hate being late.’
I need to buy myself some self-control – lots of it.
I swiftly leave his room and dart across the lounge, seeing my beautiful dress scattered on the floor. The surreal memories of last night wash over my body like a burst of cold air.
Within minutes I stand in the large closet with my towel wrapped around my damp body, collecting my lonely dress and underwear. Slipping on my knickers and strapless bra, I grab my black sundress and return to my room, to see a casually dressed Luke waiting for me in shorts and black shirt, sunglasses resting on his head, looking his usual shit-hot fuckable self – this time I know he is. How I wish we could stay here all day.
He stops me in my tracks. We both know this is new territory.
I slip my dress on. ‘Here, let me.’ He zips up my dress, while we both know that down would be a better choice.
‘Thank you.’ I turn to face him, allowing my lips to make contact with his. My hands link around his neck, pulling him closer, intensifying the kiss. He pulls at my hips, allowing his hardness to rub against my groin.
‘I would love to take you again, but we need to leave. Take your bag – we won’t be back.’
My face alters to a look of disappointment.
‘I thought we could go and do something – together.’ He smiles and kisses my forehead before he releases me.
‘Oh… OK.’
I shake my hair and pin back the mid-section, permitting Roller Girl to stay with me. Minimal make-up applied, I’m now officially ready to enter the world with Luke and our recently founded relationship.
Luke takes my hand, but this morning it feels different – we have a deeper understanding. We enter the lift. The electric charge between us is undeniable. I lean against the wall and pull at his shirt. Our lips lock. Luke’s hand slides up my short dress, cupping my arse.
He pulls away from my mouth. ‘What the hell are you doing to me? I can’t shift my hardness. Jesus Christ, this is going to be a long day.’
My hand moves to his bulge, giving it a gentle touch – that’s all. ‘I think a long hard day.’
‘Touché, baby.’ He kisses me again, but pulls away as we reach the ground floor.
We walk through the foyer. Oh crap – a cold wind from the north is approaching. How to kill a cheery morning of hard-core passion…
Unfortunately, the super-bitch stops directly in front of us.
‘Good morning, Luke.’ Alexis leans towards Luke’s cheek. I don’t fucking think so. I pull at his arm, which surprises all of us, making the greeting somewhat awkward and preventing the potential kiss.
‘Kate. I trust you enjoyed yourself last night.’
No response from me.
‘I must go. Shopping to attend to before I depart. Luke. Kate.’ Alexis turns away in her stunning white dress. I would hate her less if her clothes weren’t so bloody stunning!
Luke laughs, clearly amused at my hostile display.
‘My, my, Kate, are you jealous?’
‘No – but I don’t want her grubby hands near you.’ Internally I’m on fire. ‘I can’t even look at her.’ I fold my arms and bite the inside of my cheek.
‘This has to be the first time you have remained quiet.’ Luke laughs at my expense.
‘I was being polite. Trust me… I really want to place my foot up her arse.’
Luke drags me to a nearby pillar, away from prying eyes. He places one leg between my thighs. His kiss is strong.
He releases my lips, placing a hand against my cheek.
‘She will never have me.’
‘Good. Otherwise your bollocks will be on a chopping board.’
The roughness of his cheek brushes against my jaw.
‘I am a little surprised at your possessiveness, and also turned on.’ He pushes his erection against my body. ‘As you can feel, I’m hard again. What I wouldn’t give to fuck you right now.’
‘You’re not the only one turned on.’ Luke Sutton with his silver tongue – heaven…
His hand skates up my thigh. My breathing hitches as his fingers slip inside my knickers and into my sex.
‘Wet again.’
In an instant he removes his fingers and places them in his mouth. Holy fuck. This is what I want, not breakfast. Eat me…
‘Sadly, our needs will have to wait.’ He rubs his nose against mine.
‘I don’t want food.’ I hold his gaze.
He smile is pleased.
‘Kate, I believe greed has possessed you again.’
‘Bet your arse it has.’
I sit at the breakfast table and wonder if th
e Sutton family can feel the tension between Luke and me. Do they know their son has just fucked me senseless? My body shudders and breaks out into goose bumps.
Luke runs his finger down my arm, and leans towards my ear. ‘Later.’
Of course, that helps diminish my excruciating need to jump him.
Declan apparently went home with the blonde from the ball; no one seems at all surprised. He has something of a reputation.
‘Kate, are you OK?’ Ollie asks quietly.
‘I’m fine. Sorry about last night. Luke and I had a difference of opinion.’
Which resulted in my first encounter with the sex god. I blush.
‘Is that what you call it? I warned you what happens when he’s threatened.’ Ollie lowers his gaze to my lap. Luke’s hand is resting on my thigh and has been since we sat down. ‘It seems you’ve overcome some hurdles – difference of opinion!’ He smiles. ‘Honestly, you’re exactly what Luke needs.’
‘Time will tell, and of course it’s fine as long as he doesn’t piss me off. Now there’s a Sutton challenge.’ Ollie laughs.
‘I assume you’re talking about me.’ Luke turns my face to his, delivering a passionate kiss, publicly confirming our relationship.
After breakfast, we part ways with the Sutton clan, but not before confirming Livy and Edward’s anniversary party next Sunday.
Luke takes my hand, guiding me towards the private dock, although I wish we were heading to the lift and the suite.
‘So what’s the plan, Mr S?’
‘I’ve fucked you, now I need to romance you.’
‘Wow – you certainly have a way with words.’ Undeniably, his use of vulgar language fuels my desire.
‘I speak the truth, baby.’ He winks as he helps me onto the boat.
Within a few minutes we reach the other side of the lagoon. I follow in Luke’s footsteps, waiting for his mysterious plan to unfold. We make our way to the edge of a canal. I now see what Mr Romantic Sutton has in store.
‘I love it. I wanted to take a gondola ride yesterday.’ I reach up and kiss him tenderly.
We sit side by side at one end. Luke puts his arm around my shoulders, and I snuggle in as close as possible, inhaling his intoxicating smell, a smell that hits a nerve and pushes my buttons. I begin to kiss his neck, moving to his jaw and eventually finding his mouth. He breaks from my touch.
‘I’m not sure I’m going to be able to get enough of you.’ He runs his hands through my hair, his eyes locked to mine.
We carry on with our tour of the canals. However, I wasn’t planning on the history lesson that Mr Tour Guide Sutton gave me. Our romantic journey ends with a visit to Luke’s favourite restaurant for a spot of lunch before we leave for Marco Polo Airport. A family-run Italian bistro, with checked tablecloths, crusty bread and jugs of red wine. He orders Spaghetti Olio, his Italian making me melt.
‘How long have you spoken Italian?’
‘We were taught at school, and having visited so often I’ve just picked it up.’ Once again I’m reminded of our different worlds.
With lunch over, we head towards the boat for our return journey. I climb aboard and notice our luggage and my beautiful dress.
Luke meets my eyes. ‘I arranged for our belongings to be packed.’
‘Oh.’ Is this what happens when you have money? People will do anything you ask? More differences for me to adapt to.
The sun is close to setting, and the sky is pink as we approach the airport.
We climb aboard the jet and take our seats from yesterday. How things have changed. Yesterday we were boss and cook and now we are… What exactly are we?
I look out of the window as we take off. Venice will have a piece of my heart – forever. I turn to Luke, who is holding my hand while reading paperwork.
A thought enters my head, and a smile tugs at the corners of my lips. Luke gives me a sideways glance. At that point, the stewardess from yesterday approaches us.
‘Mr Sutton, Miss Harper, would you like a drink, or something to eat?’
‘No, we have some time-sensitive business in the office.’ I answer for us both. I don’t need food. I haven’t been hungry since this morning.
Luke suggestively looks at me. ‘We do?’
I stand. ‘Yes, I believe it’s on your desk.’ I smile as I walk towards the office at the rear of the plane.
Luke follows me. I perch on the desk in the same position as yesterday, pulling him between my legs. My mouth devours him. My libido has hit fast and furious; no slow speed for me. I want it full throttle.
He immediately unzips my dress and slides it over my head, as I speedily unbutton his shirt. I shift my arse to release my underwear, and my bra is unclasped, leaving me naked except for my shoes. I grab hold of Luke’s shorts, allowing me to release his hardness into the palm of my hand. His hand runs down between my legs, and he slides his fingers in my sex, making me gasp.
‘Is this what you want?’
‘Yes,’ I murmur.
He removes his wet fingers and spreads my sexual juices from my sex to my clit.
I take hold of his shaft and caress him until it’s pumped and ready – ready for me. I can hear his breathing alter; more importantly, his eyes have darkened.
‘I need to be inside you before it’s too late.’ He grabs his wallet, tears the wrapper and unrolls the condom on his erection.
Gripping my arse, he pulls me to the edge of the desk and lies me down. He raises my legs high to his shoulders. With one thrust he enters me.
I moan loudly in shock. ‘Luke!’ Holy shit.
His thrusts are hard, encouraging my body to respond. With his skill, and his ability to ride me with determination, he reaches a spot deep inside me, while he manipulates my clit. Holy fuck. Multitasking at its best.
Jesus. My body reacts the instant he touches me. Friction and speed are what I need. I squeeze harder, knowing I can take him with me. The signs he displays when he’s close to orgasm are evident.
‘Luke… I…’
‘Fuck.’ He aggressively plunges into me. ‘Kate.’
My orgasm comes to a head-on collision with his, crashing around his erection. He continues to work my clit, ensuring my climax rolls through me for some time.
His thrusting finally comes to a stop, allowing his breathing to recover. He slides out of me, but not before he kisses my legs, which are twined round his neck. I giggle as he releases them one at a time.
‘Was that satisfactory?’ He takes my hands and pulls me upright.
‘Yes. I don’t think you should keep a girl waiting.’ I clasp my hands around his neck, inserting my tongue into his mouth, searching for my sex god.
He pulls away. ‘You can’t kiss me and not expect my body to respond.’ He stands back as he slides the condom off his erection. ‘However, I’m out of condoms now, so we’ll have to wait until we get home, and then I will fuck you again.’
‘I hope you keep your promise.’ I smile as he slides my knickers over my shoes, helping me get dressed.
‘I am a man of my word. ’ He gives me a quick kiss on the lips.
I visit the bathroom before taking my seat. Luke has a delicious glass of champagne and some nibbles waiting for me.
I plant a kiss on his cheek as I sit down. Sipping my champagne, I can’t help but think, what now? As soon as we land, our bubble will burst.
‘What’s on your mind?’ Luke turns my face to look at him.
‘Nothing.’ I look out of the window, considering my fate.
‘You’re never quiet. So, I repeat, what is on your mind?’
I sigh. ‘OK. What happens now? We’re almost back to civilisation.’
‘You’re already in my life; I hope I’m in yours too.’
I touch his face. ‘Of course. Unfortunately, my grip is very tight.’ I smile at t
he man beside me, grateful for the security he wraps around me.
‘Yes, I have felt it.’ He laughs.
‘Best you remember that next time you piss me off. That’s not what I meant – you did fire me.’ I shake my head, remembering his outburst from last night. ‘You know I’ll cook for you no matter what happens.’
He pulls my hand to his lips. ‘Good. I like being in your hands.’
‘Funny.’
‘As for work, you don’t need to worry. I know you have issues with my money which you’ll need to deal with.’ He raises his finger to my lips, knowing there will be consequences. ‘I’m certain you’ll find a job you want. In the meantime I don’t want there to be any unnecessary obstacles in the way of us – tell me what you need. Sure, we have differences between us and our lifestyles. More than that, I’m fully aware that you’re going to drive me insane.’
‘Me!’ Maybe I am to blame for some of our heated discussions.
‘What can I do to make things easier for you? I don’t want you to find a reason for us not to work. You have cast a spell on me, Kate Harper, and have done since the day you snapped at me in the lift. I knew then that you’d be mine.’
Holy fuck. Does he mean this? ‘Did you really want me back then?’
He touches my face softly.
‘Luke, don’t give me a reason for this not to work.’ I smile, but I’m confused.
‘I do have a proposal for you.’
‘You’re not shy of proposals. There might be a self-help group for that.’
‘Amusing as ever. My proposal is more for my selfish needs than any other reason. I want you to move in with me. Before you say anything, yes, this is moving fast but by your own admission you’re all or nothing. So let’s make it something.’
‘Move in!’ I almost choke on the words. ‘Are you kidding?’
‘No.’
‘Luke, we’ve spent one night together – you really don’t know me very well.’
‘I like fucking you. The rest I will learn along the way – did I mention that I’m a fast learner?’ He suppresses a smile.
