Hanging by a Moment (From this Moment Book 1) (17 page)

He picks up on the tremor in my voice. “Fuck! Emma. I didn’t mean to scare you, baby.” Cradling my head with his hands he crushes me to him sucking on my neck. “You are my addiction.” His words send a shiver up my spine. “I can’t stay away from you. Never leave me. Promise me you’ll never leave me?”

And once again he confuses me. Does he think I’m going somewhere? I will if he carries on with his crazy talk.

I gently push away from him. “Luke, what has gotten into you?”

He looks at me, his eyes distant. “Promise me, princess?”

“Luke, I’ll never leave you. What is with all the crazy talk?”

And once again I’m met with his mind blowing kiss – his attempt to change the topic.

Chapter Sixteen

My eyelids flutter open to find beautiful pools of sky blue floating over me.

“About time, princess. I was about to take you asleep.”

His soft wet tongue licks me from my hipbone up to the curve of my breast, dipping into the hollow of my under arms where he gently kisses me. He doesn’t stop as he moves those lips to caress over mine in a delicate kiss as his hot hard hands rove down my naked torso making my toes curl.

As he deepens the kiss, he inserts a finger over my throbbing clit. “Shit. You’re already wet for me. Give me strength, woman.” His finger plunges into me mimicking the action of his tongue gliding over mine in my mouth.

Now I’m fully awake. I watch him with hungry eyes as he slides a condom on.

Getting back over me, he drops his lips to mine as a finger slips into me. Within seconds a second finger slides into me, twisting and turning inside of me.

I swear I can hear the angels singing as I get closer to heaven. His hard length strokes my tummy sending me higher up into heaven.
Oh Lord, I want him inside me. Now!

As if he reads my mind he slips out his fingers and he slowly drives into me. “Fuck. I have no control. You drive me crazy.”

I close my eyes as I concentrate on each slow stroke.

He stills as he rests his body weight on his elbows and looks down at me with desire burning in his dark blue eyes. “Eyes open. I want to see what I do to you.” His voice is husky.

I open my eyes and look at him. And I’m taken on the ride of my life as he slides in and out of me in slow delicious moves. Each one filling me up with need for him that even I can’t understand what is happening to me.

I’m completely losing my mind, my hands tightening at his straining biceps. “Faster, baby. Luke...faster.”

“No,” he growls. “Slow. I want to feel and take pleasure in every delicious inch of you.” His voice is shaky. “This is mine. Every. Fucking. Inch. Only for my pleasure.”

I don’t even want to try and figure out what he means by that. I buck my hips up to meet him faster. His hand comes down to my hip holding me in place as I grab his hard toned ass to get him closer to me.

“No.” He shakes his disapproval.

As we build to our release, blue eyes meet my gray ones. I tremble as his hand moves slowly from my hip down to my throbbing clit and he rubs me over my sensitive core.

My head rolls back. “Eyes!” he grunts. “I want to see your beautiful face when I make you come.”

I jerk my head forward looking at him.

“I’m taking you now, baby. You are fucking mine.” His words are my undoing and that does it for me.

I scream out his name as I come like waves on a shore during a hurricane. He thrusts into me twice more before finding his own release with a deep roar sounding in his chest as he starts to climax.

We are looking into each others’ eyes as we float down from our cloud high up in the sky.

He rests his forehead damp with sweat against mine. I can feel him in me still hard. Raising his head with his dark hair all tousled, he looks down at me. His voice still shaky, he speaks softly almost in pain. “Tell me you belong to me. I need to hear you say you are mine.”

My hand cups one side of his damp cheek. “I’m all yours.” I whisper to this complicated soul.

He looks intensely into my eyes, gripping my shoulders tight as he speaks slowly through gritted teeth. “I don’t want anyone else having a taste of you... never. You are mine. Forever.” He states. And bends down to kiss me slowly, reiterating his words with action.

****

Luke’s warm fingers are tightly laced with mine as well stroll leisurely into the noisy cafeteria to join our friends for breakfast.

After last night’s steamy performance and an encore this morning, I am starving... this time for food. And I need lots of it to keep up with my complex troubled guy.

He manages to expertly carry both our plates of food on one tray to our table, placing it down without spilling and then pulling out my chair for me. He softly kisses me on my still tender lips and then walks over to take his seat opposite me.

“
Ooh!
You guys look so adorable together.” Jane gushes from her chair opposite me as she watches Luke and me.

I smile at her knowing full well that she along with Brit must be on cloud nine. A quick glance at Jane then Brit and I can’t help noticing the relieved looks on their faces. They have been trying their best to hook me up with Luke since he arrived here at MFU. And they are looking pretty pleased at seeing me happy with him.

Luke takes my hand like he normally does and laces his fingers with mine, leaving us to eat with only one hand each.

“Luke, I see you have become very accustomed to eating with your left hand.” Brad’s loud voice booms across the table in a teasing tone.

Luke meets my gaze as he grins at me. I smile back.

Brad continues his observation. “You whipped, my man.”

This time Luke cannot stop his grin from breaking into a soft chuckle showing his beautiful perfect teeth that is sure to make any dentist jealous. “You got that right, Brad. And I’m not complaining.”

“Ah. Young love.” This time Brit gushes. She rests her elbows on the table, resting her face on her palms. “I remember when Trav used to hold my hand.” She turns to look lovingly at the good looking guy seated beside her. “Why don’t you do that anymore?”
Travis returns her gaze. “Because I found
other things
to hold, baby.” He looks wickedly around the table as he raises his hands wiggling his fingers before shoving them under the table and grabbing Brit’s thigh making her giggle as she jumps up from the table.

“Fuck, Travis. Not in front of the children.” She screams at him with laughter in her voice she sits back down on her chair next to me.

The boys leave for a meeting with their coach and my girls and I head back to our room. Time to do some catching up with my best friends. And time for Jane to fill Brit and I in on all the gossip we have missed.

I quickly check my email while Jane catches us up. I find another email from my folks. They will be arriving next Tuesday and would like to meet with me for dinner on Wednesday. I sigh in relief. They have not mentioned Ethan. Now, that I can work with.

I quickly type out a response to let them know the date and time is fine with me. And then I get back to Jane’s latest news about her roommate’s new boyfriend.

****

I turn around once more to look at my reflection in the floor length mirror as Brit sits cross legged on her bed watching me as she munches away on her chocolate bar. Where all that calories go is one of life’s greatest mysteries.

“For the last time, you look gorgeous. And they are going to love you.” She rolls her large blue eyes.

I have been driving her crazy the entire day with my nerves. I’m excited to meet Luke’s family but at the same time extremely nervous. He is so close to them and I really want them to accept me even though he has tried to assure me trillion times that they will. That helped settle me down somewhat; however, there is this nervous tension that will not go away when you meet your guy’s parents for the first time.

I steal a quick glance at myself again. I do look good. But I’m still not so sure about Luke’s parents liking me. I’m sure they would be happier with some New York socialite like Miss Jameson. I mentally groan.

Brit insisted I wear my Ralph Lauren full length black lace gown... a gift from my parents. The lining under the black lace is a matt gun metal gray colour giving the black lace a shimmery effect. I turn around admiring the flattering deep neckline held up by thin spaghetti straps and the pleated skirt flowing over the length of my body.

I screw on my black diamond drop earrings and slip the matching bracelet on my wrist. My hair has been blow dried and the long brown strands are cascading into loose waves over my shoulders. Brit did my make-up and gave me a natural look.

I look up at her as she squashes the chocolate wrapper and flings it straight into the trash can at the side of her bed. “Brit, what if Miss Jameson is there?” I ask her nervously.

She flicks back her pale blonde hair and looks me straight in the eye as she speaks. “Then you tighten your grip on Luke’s hand and thank her for breaking up with him.” She cocks her eyebrow.

I smirk at her confident approach. But her response highlights another disturbing thought.  I still have no idea who broke off the engagement. And how am I supposed to know, now that Luke is suffering from amnesia regarding his past engagement. He still has not mentioned anything about her. If she broke things off then Luke might still have feelings for her. And seeing her tonight... My subconscious hits me on my head with her rolling pin.

I just have to get the thought out of my head.
Now is so not the time to be thinking of this,
I scold myself. I already have enough to stress me for the next couple of months. But my crazy mind refuses to shut up and ignore her. “But we don’t know who broke it off? What if she wants him back?” This is killing me. I frown at Brit.

She smiles sweetly at me. “If she makes any moves, bitch slap her. I’m a phone call away if you need any help.” Getting up from her bed that she was comfortably seated on, she comes to stand protectively in front of me, placing her slender hands on my shoulders and looks me straight in the eye. “Luke is with you because he loves you. Don’t you forget that.”

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. When I open them something has dawned on me. I never told Brit or Jane that Luke told me he loves me. And the only reason I kept such an important piece of information from my two best friends is I know how they will react once they find out I couldn’t say the words back to Luke.

Brit continues totally oblivious to the thoughts inside my head. She throws her head back as she laughs. “It is so fucking obvious to everyone around you.” She jabs her one perfectly manicured finger in my arm. “Except to
you
.” She rolls her eyes. “Now, stop with this shit. He’s going to be here soon.”

Before I can say another word there is a soft knock on our dorm door.

“I got it. Grab your stuff.”  Brit makes her way to open the door.

I pick up my black clutch and turn around in time to see Luke stride into the room. I stop dead in my tracks, my breath catching in my throat as I digest the God standing before me. I’m on my own tonight... my subconscious has fainted.

He looks devastatingly heart stopping handsome in his black designer tux, crisp white shirt and a red tie.

A red tie!

A smile forms on my glossed lips as I recall his text yesterday asking me what my favourite colour is. So now I know what that was about. However I can’t figure out what the white and long could be.

As my eyes move appreciatively down his perfect body, then slowly up again, coming to rest on his beautifully sculptured face, a face that will make any God green with envy. I notice for the first time the heated look in his eyes as he rakes his gaze over me.

Closing the small space between us he bites his lower lip. “Oh Lord. How the shit am I supposed to get through tonight without wanting to fuck you every time I glance at you? You look gorgeous.
My princess
.” He pauses as he ponders something before handing me the large bunch of white calla lilies which I carefully place on my desk.

“Thank you.” I tell him feeling suddenly very self conscious. He wraps me up in his arms and kisses me just below the ear.

Brit is standing next to her bed watching Luke’s reaction to me with an amused look in her big blue eyes.

“Ahem.” She clears her throat letting him know she is still here.

Luke chuckles. “Sorry Brit.” He says without taking his eyes off me.

One hand stroking his jaw, he clenches his eyes shut. He shakes his head as he opens his beautiful blues fixing them on me. “God help me tonight, princess.” He says in a husky voice.

Extending his hand out to me, he threads his fingers through mine, walking me out of the room, to the parking lot. He opens the front door of the dorm building and steps aside letting me out ahead of him into the brightly lit parking lot.

It is a beautiful evening. The sky reflects shades of gray, purple and indigo and a bright full moon that smiles at us from above.

I take two steps and stop dead in my tracks.

“Oh. My. God!” I shriek. “Luke, what is
that
?” I point to the large thing in front of me.

There in front of us is a white stretch limo and a very amused chauffeur with the rear door open.

With a mischievous grin on his face Luke cocks his head at the limo.  “That is your white and...
supposed
to be your long.”

I frown.

Noticing the confused look in my eyes, he bends down grinning wickedly at me. He lowers his mouth close to my ears as he whispers. “Your long is now in my pants.”

Looking down I see his very visible erection tenting his pants. “All your fault, princess. I’m as hard as a rock.” He very discreetly shuffles in his pants trying to make himself comfortable. And lightly smacks my ass when I laugh.