Hanging by a Moment (From this Moment Book 1) (11 page)

He places his hand at the small of my back guiding me as we walk out of the dining room, retracing the steps we made earlier. And each step brings us closer to the end of this evening.

Oh please ask me again!
My subconscious is on her knees begging. And I’m so ready to join her, right here on this marble floor.

He turns to me, his eyes hooded as he waits for the valet to bring his car around.

Oh shit! I am running out of time here. Any minute we’ll be in the Range Rover, heading back to campus.

The chill evening air does little to cool the heat that is gathering inside my body as we face each other. Slowly he raises his eyes to mine and I flush under his hot gaze.

His warm fingers gently tip up my chin and his head bends towards me. His soft lips brush lightly over mine. “Tell me you’re ready now. I want you so fucking bad its killing me.”

Hooray!
And there we have it.

Now where is that bloody voice when I need it? From some unknown place I hear a raspy voice. “Yes.” My voice comes out as a small whisper, barely recognisable to my own ears.

His head jerks up as his mouth breaks into a wide smile and it dawns on me that my voice has been located. I’ve just told him yes.
Hallelujah!

Just then I get a glimpse of the Range Rover as it comes around the corner coming to a stop in front of us. Luke walks over to the valet and lowers his head to the young guy, probably asking him to take the car back to the parking lot. The young man is all smiles as Luke hands him a large tip.

Chapter Ten

Gripping me by my elbow we make our way back inside the hotel, stopping for a few minutes for Luke to collect a key from the flawlessly dressed blonde standing behind the long white marble desk.

I can feel the heat radiating from his body as he holds me close to his side, walking in silence, heading for the elevator.

A few minutes later we enter the empty confined space of the plush car heading up to our room for the night. We are alone in the highly charged car. The electricity is crackling between us, shooting charged sparks out of our bodies, exciting me further.

I can hear my heart beating loudly against my chest. And I’m sure he can hear it too.

He surprises me when he makes a grab for me using his hot strong hands to push me against the gold and mahogany wooden interior of the elevator, pinning me to the wall with his body. His soft delicious lips come crashing down on mine as he kisses me hungrily...  not like a man who just devoured a full meal only minutes ago.

His warm wet tongue slides into my mouth fuelling the heat between my legs. My hands fly up to his back pulling his hard body against me unable to wait any longer until he is inside me. I moan.

The ping of the elevator signals we have reached our floor. Slowly he breaks away from me and laces his fingers through mine. As soon as the doors open he wastes no time pulling me out into the soft carpeted corridor.

The first thing I notice is that there is only one door - a shiny double black door on this floor directly in front of the elevator we have just stepped out off and we are headed towards it. Within seconds we are in front of the black door.

He quickly swipes the key card and opens one half of the double doors, moving aside for me to enter. As I step inside the room I realise this is no ordinary hotel room. It is the fucking presidential suite.
Holy fucking shit!

The lights are already switched on and I take a quick glance around the spacious foyer. It is massive. This room is like twenty thousand times bigger that my little room back at the dorm. And is our destination for the night.

My toes curl when his fingers once again lace through mine and he leads me hurriedly through the dimly lit corridor towards what is definitely the bedroom.
Very impatient, you are?
I can’t take my eyes off his broad back as I follow him and warm tingles spread throughout my body.

We enter a massive bedroom. A bedroom fit for a king. The room is lavishly furnished with antique furniture and luxurious Italian fabrics. A four poster king size bed sits in the middle and is draped in a beautiful ivory quilt with delicate gold embroidery. Pillows in various sizes and in shades of creams and browns are arranged neatly over the bed. The bed frame is made from cherry wood complimented with matching cherry wood nightstands on either side of the bed. Twin cream lamps sit on top of each nightstand. And a matching cherry wood dressing table is opposite the bed just in front of an antique gold framed mirror. In front of the dressing table is a winged back chair covered with the same ivory fabric matching the quilt. The floor-to-ceiling windows are draped with dark brown curtains that hang a few inches from the cream carpet on the floor.

Luke turns to face me, his eyes full of passion and his expression serious. “Are you sure?” He asks me, his voice husky.

His words alone confirm to me that I want to do this. With him. He is possesses me more and more. Guys don’t normally ask for confirmation when they reach this point. But Luke is no ordinary guy. My breath catches. “Yes.” I whisper to him as shivers run down my body.

He walks me over to the bed before turning to face me again. Standing inches from me, his minty fresh breath fans my hot face. I see the desire in his smouldering blue eyes darken as they set me on fire.

Running his thumb across my jaw coming to rest on my bottom lip, he flicks his tongue over his own lower lip. “I’ve wanted to fuck you the minute I laid eyes on your gorgeous face. And now that I have you here I feel like I am the luckiest guy ever.” He murmurs against my mouth.

Tipping his head towards me, his soft lips brush over mine, licking my lower lip before his tongue slips into my mouth in a soft gentle kiss.

My hands travel to the back of his head and I pull him closer to me while our tongues glide over each other releasing the combined passion we have built up. Soft lips travel down my neck kissing and licking me, making its way to the swell of my breasts. I roll my head back giving him greater advantage. My body reacts to his touch and taste as if he has cast a magic spell over me.

His expert fingers find the belt of my wrap dress, undoing it in one swift movement. The two sides of the soft fabric are slowly pulled apart revealing me to him.

His voice is a hoarse whisper as he struggles to get his words out. “Do you have any idea how much I want you?”

I am breathless.

He slides the soft fabric slowly over my shoulders, down my arms, leaving it to fall gently to the floor where it lies in a pile on the plush cream coloured carpet. My skin is alight everywhere his fingers graze me.

Chewing his bottom lip, Luke lets his eyes roam over my semi naked state. “You are so beautiful. I can come just by looking at you,” he whispers appreciatively as his fingers gingerly touch my shoulders.

His raspy smooth voice sends blood shooting through my veins faster than a concord. My cheeks heat up and I feel wet between my legs.

His trembling hands move hungrily over me from my shoulders tracing a path down my sides, coming to rest on my hips.

A rush of delight sweeps over me as his mouth meets my skin and begins its slow journey down my neck, licking and sucking all the way to my breasts. Scorching my skin where they touch. Taking one nipple in his mouth and sucking gently, wetting the flimsy black lace of my bra. I arch my back thrusting my breast deeper into his mouth. He tugs my bra down until both breasts are free from the cups covering them. His mouth covers one nipple while his thumb and index finger tease my other nipple.

“Oh God.”
I moan as my head falls back enjoying the sensations tingling throughout my body. I need to feel his naked skin against mine. I need him closer, I need to touch him. Grabbing handfuls of his shirt, I pull it free from his pants and with my shaky fingers I start to undo the buttons as quickly as I can. Once I have undone all the buttons I push shove the soft fabric down his broad shoulders, down his hands until it hangs at his wrists, revealing his sculptured chest rippling with muscle. I want to feel his naked chest against my breasts.

His mouth continues his assault on my breasts moving from one nipple to the other as his hand travels behind my thigh yanking it up, wrapping it around his waist.

My hands drift all over his bare back, feeling his muscles move. His fingers undo my bra clasp and peeling my hands from his body he removes the garment and throws it down to join the rest of my clothes on the carpet.

Oh fuck.
I can’t breathe.

Removing his scorching lips from my body, he lowers my leg from his waist and quickly gets rid of his shirt that is hanging on his wrists.

His lips trail soft kisses from my mouth to the hollow of my throat, down my breast bone. They continue their assault to my belly button where he dips his hot tongue inside, twirling the soft muscle and setting off rockets of fireworks that shoot off in different directions all over my body.

His lips continue moving lower down my pulsating body as I fist my hands in his soft inky black hair. Hot thick desire thick drips off me.

“Oh.” My knees go weak when his lips reach my throbbing mound and his hands tighten their hold on the back of my trembling thighs.

“Oh Luke! Oh God!” I cry out.

His nose grazes me. “If heaven had a scent, it would smell like you... so good.”

If I’m dreaming, I never want to wake up.
Every cell in my body is burning with an intensity so high I could blow up the entire solar system.

His hands grip the elastic band of my black satin panties, sliding them down my thighs, exposing my naked flesh to him. His fingers gently tap on each ankle – for me to lift my feet - before I am totally free of the garment. And totally naked before his hungry eyes.

Kneeling before me, he picks up my one leg and rests my feet on his thigh. His hot wet tongue licks the skin on the inside of my thigh, sucking and licking, driving me wild with ecstasy.

My body has submitted to him and I want him so bad... like I‘ve never wanted anything or anyone before.

“Tell me, princess... what you want me to do?” His voice a rumble in his throat.

I lose all sense of thought when he places a kiss just above my throbbing core.

“Tell me.” He commands his voice urgent. He places a kiss to the left of my throbbing core.

“Y-you.” I breathe out heavily.

“Tell me what you want me to do?” Placing another kiss to right side of me.

I want his mouth on me now, to soothe the throb he started.

“Kiss me... everywhere.”

His lips oblige. He licks my folds, pausing as he slides a finger over my clit. “You’re drenched baby. All wet and delicious for me.” He gasps in a low voice as he plunges one slim finger into me.

My eyes shut and my head rolls back. My muscles immediately stake their claim and clench around his finger.

I cry out.

“Tell me you want me, princess.” He slowly withdraws his finger leaving me empty.

I protest. I open my eyes, looking down at him. His dark eyes are focused on my face.

“Tell me. Or I will stop.” He threatens.

“I want you, Luke. I want you so much.”

He groans in response.

“Tell me you need me.” He slides two fingers into me.

I bite down on my bottom lip.

“
Emma?
Do you want me to stop?” He barks.

“Yes. Damn it. Luke I need you.” I cry out, tugging his hair.

“I’m going to make sure you will always need me...
always
.” His tongue licks my throbbing flesh as his fingers start working me vigorously. His free hand grabs my leg resting on his thigh, lifting it up to rest on his shoulder, opening me up further.

Groaning against my swollen flesh, he runs his tongue over my sensitive skin. His fingers plunge into me, circling and thrusting on each stroke, sending me into a parallel universe where only Luke and I exist. A place I never want to leave.

I feel my orgasm building inside me and my thoughts are sent scattering as the world around me erupts in a rainbow of colours. The pleasure is too intolerable to bear. I cry out loudly as I find myself spiralling in the joyous sensations surrounding me... warm and delicious.

His fingers slide out of me and he rises, standing in front of me with a satisfied look on his handsome face. Raising his fingers to his mouth, he licks each of one of them slowly, smiling wickedly at me.

I groan.

“If heaven had a flavour, it would taste like this. Here.” He lowers his lips to mine, kissing me so I taste myself on his tongue.

Releasing me, he pushes me gently so I fall down onto the massive bed. I sit up with my weight on my elbows, keeping my eyes firmly on him, watching him. He smiles sexily at me, his blue eyes blazing while he removes two foil packets from his wallet, placing it on the nightstand. Then he removes his shoes, socks, pants and finally his black boxers.

It must be December, twenty fifth. I feel like I’m unwrapping my Christmas present... past, present and future... all in one mouth watering package. The sight of him sends shockwaves throughout my body catapulting me into space. My eyes are fixated on his hot hard length... his huge, hot, hard length. No make that enormous length! I have never seen one so big in all my life... and that includes in magazines and on television.

The head is swollen and slick and aimed right at me. I lick my lips. I watch him as his teeth rips open the foil packet and he slowly rolls the condom down his arousal expertly.

“How are you doing there?” He asks me, a small smile playing on his lips, clearly amused by my reaction to him.

“I feel like I’ve just been handed a lifetime’s worth of Christmas presents.”

He laughs as he nudges his knee between my thighs, spreading my legs. He places his hands on either side of me, hovering over me. “Happy with your present?” He breathes out, keeping his eyes on mine.

“Oh yes, baby. The best so far.”

He chuckles again. Slowly he lowers his hard muscled body over me, resting his weight on his forearms at my sides, caging me in while using his knees to nudge my thighs further apart to accommodate his broad body between my legs.

“You ready?” he asks me, looking deep into my eyes.

I nod.

In one fluid movement he slides into me... slowly.

I gasp at the size of him, as he fills me.

Looking down at me, he smiles. “Can you take more?”

What?
I thought all of him was in. Apparently not! Yes, I can do this. Shifting slightly, I arch my back, moving closer to his chest, my breasts crushing into his hard muscles, deepening the connection. He slides in further... deeper.