My Kind of Trouble (20 page)

Luke swallowed hard against the emotions
churning inside of him, then walked over beside a huge flat rock
that hung over the edge of the cliff and sat her down there. "You
doing okay, darlin'?"

"Perfect." she said and gazed at him
dreamily with her moonlit eyes. He unwound the blanket and set the
food beside her on the rock, then shook out the blanket spreading
it on the ground, before placing the food in the middle.

He picked her up in his arms again and set
her down on one corner of the blanket then dropped down beside her.
"Your buffet is served, ma'am," he said and handed her sandwich to
her.

He watched her dig in hungrily, and he did
the same and was just about done with his chips too, when she took
a long sip of her Coke then asked out of the blue, "Were you really
going to ask me to marry you, Luke?"

The chip he'd just popped into his mouth
lodged in his throat and he coughed and pounded his chest to break
it loose. When it finally dislodged and traveled on down, he took a
drink of his soda too then looked her directly in the eyes, "Yes, I
really was...the night you left."

Her only response to his pronouncement was a
jerky nod. Still holding his eyes, she lifted her drink to her
mouth again and took another long sip. His eyes traveled along the
smooth contour of her throat as she swallowed. The urge to kiss her
neck was strong inside of him. He wanted to feel that soft skin on
his lips and the quick little pulse that he noticed jumping
there.

Luke licked the salt from the chips off his
lips and asked a question of his own, "Did you see me at the dock
with Becca Harvey that night?"

He watched as the moonlight caught on tears
that welled up in her eyes. "Yeah..."

Luke wanted to clear the air between them
more than anything, but not now. The night was too beautiful, and
so was she, and he didn't want to waste it on what he felt would
probably turn into an argument. He needed to unwind, not ramp up
the tension inside of him. There was peace between them now, and he
wanted to pretend the heavy baggage hanging over there heads didn't
exist, just for tonight.

"Let's not talk about all that right now,
sugar. Let's just enjoy ourselves," he told her and scooted closer,
then laid on his back and extended his arm. "Come here."

She shoved their trash off of the blanket
then crawled over to him and laid down on his shoulder facing
skyward, then reached up to lace her fingers through his where he'd
curled his arm around her shoulder. Luke sighed in contentment and
squeezed her hand. "Hey, you see our star?"

He glanced over and saw her eyes squint as
she concentrated on the sky. He leaned his head closer to hers and
pointed. "Right there." It was a game they'd played when they were
dating. He'd told her that even if they couldn't manage to be
together that night, they'd both look at the same star at midnight
and know that they were thinking about the other right then.

Warm moist lips pressed a kiss to his cheek
and lingered, and he turned his head to search them out, then
brought his arm over Cassie's waist to pulled her closer. When his
lips met hers, he kissed her gently, testing, tasting her sweetness
with his mouth then shifted his hand to the hem of her tank top and
slid underneath to feel the soft skin of her stomach. He felt her
shiver and slowly licked over the seam of her mouth until she
opened for him.

"My god, you taste good, darlin'...I just
want to eat you up," Luke whispered over her lips right before he
claimed them in a long deep kiss that made the tendrils of desire
coursing through him knot into a tight ball in his chest. He was as
hard a spike, and wanted take her right then, but he was going to
take things slowly. Luke wanted her on the same runaway train he
felt like he was riding. Turning on his side next to her, he moved
his hand up her side to cup the roundness of her breast and kissed
her deeper.

Her soft moan was captured in his mouth when
he found her tongue with his and teased it into an erotic dance.
Moving his thumb, over the peak of her breast, he slowly circled
her nipple until she whimpered softly and lifted toward him. Luke
reached down to pull at the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her
head. "I've got to taste you, cupcake," he told in a fierce whisper
by her ear.

The sight of her perfect breasts bathed in
the moonlight pulled a groan out from the depths of his chest and
he leaned down to kiss each beautiful mound where they spilled over
her ice blue bra.

Cassie's hands moved to the side of his head
and she held him to her as he moved his lips down to her nipple to
wet it with his tongue through the material, before he caught it in
his teeth. Her body launched against his and she moaned loudly. The
sound of her pleasure filtered into his brain and sent sensational
waves of desire crashing over his body. His cock hardened painfully
against his zipper and he blew a hot breath against her nipple then
whispered, "I've missed you so damned much."

"Oh, god Luke," she lifted her hand between
them and moved it up to his fly to stroke him. "I need to feel
you...," she begged sliding her hand up and down his length.

She squeezed him under his jeans and pressed
harder with her strokes, the friction caused pulsing sensations
that made him want to howl. He sucked in a tortured breath and
closed his eyes. If she didn't stop, this was gonna be over before
it even started. He put his hand over hers to still it. "Slow down,
darlin'. We've got ten years of loving to catch up on..." he told
her then placed a kiss behind her ear, before moving down her
throat. He licked the underside of her jaw, then kissed his way
across her chin to recapture her lips in a heated kiss.

Luke slid his thigh over hers and she began
wiggling her hips against him, her breathing coming in heavy pants,
punctuated by needy little sounds of pleasure. Luke lifted his lips
from hers and stared deeply into her passion glazed eyes. "We're
just getting started, cupcake...I'm going to make you come at least
twice before I get inside of you. Then I'll make you come
again...for me." He felt a tremor move through her.

His fingers found her nipple again and he
rolled it between his fingers, then he palmed her breast and
squeezed it, before moving downward to the clasp at the front of
her bra. Scooting down, he kissed a path down the valley between
her breasts and his fingers found the front clasp of her bra and
flicked it open. When it spread apart like a rose opening in full
bloom, the sight of her took his breath away. "So damned
beautiful..." he growled and then bent his head to take one firm
peak into his mouth.

Cassie moaned and ran her hands over his
back and down to the bottom of his shirt tugging it up inch by
inch. "Take your shirt off, Luke," she ordered him in a frantic
whisper.

He lifted up and pulled it over his head
then tossed it over by the rock. She put her hands on his abs and
her heated fingers traveled up to trace each indentation, before
she stopped at his pecs and flicked a thumb over a nipple. "God,
you make me want to lick you from stem to stern."

Lust surged through him and he felt the
electric sizzle of her words and her touch all the way to his toes.
Luke laid on top of her and pressed his chest against her breasts.
It was heaven to feel her against him again...pure heaven. "Oh god,
darlin', I forgot how good you feel," he moaned and closed his eyes
imprinting the feel of her on his dazed brain. It just made him
want more. Rising up, he moved his hands over her thighs and spread
them, gently positioning her casted leg, so he wouldn't hurt her.
He moved inside the V he'd created and gently crawled upwards until
their bodies were pressed together intimately.

They fit together perfectly, touched in all
the right places now to drive him insane, it had always been that
way with them. His mouth went dry when she gyrated her hips against
him and he growled then matched her rhythm as he bent to kiss the
side of her neck, down her throat and lick along the ridge of her
jaw line again and up to her ear.

"You're
mine
cupcake,
only
mine," he said in a possessive whisper then skimmed his hands up
the sides of her arms to link his fingers with hers and raise them
above her head. He looked deeply into her eyes and demanded,
"
Say it."
He ground himself against her hips, placing
himself so he hit her at the perfect spot.

She whimpered then he felt her shiver,
before she repeated,, "Yes, Luke I'm yours...only yours." Her hot
breath danced over his lips with her words, and she leaned up and
sucked his lower lip into her mouth. Luke thought he was going to
explode right then and there, but he held on and claimed her lips
in a fiery kiss, pouring all his emotions out to her with the
intensity of the passion behind his kiss.

Luke felt her hands as they worked over the
muscles in his back then moved down to his ass, before she slid her
fingers inside the waistband of his jeans. Kneading him, she
pressed him closer to her, her hips moving needily against his.
"You need to take these off too. I want to feel you, Luke...all of
you," she told him unsteadily in between short gulping breaths.

Ignoring her plea, he lifted himself up on
his arms to hover above her then licked his way across her chest,
down the valley between her breasts, stopping to give each nipple a
suck, then moved across her flat stomach to circle her navel with
his tongue. Her skin quivered against his mouth, and he felt a
tremor move through her.

Luke looked up into her eyes intently, then
he lowered his head and grabbed one edge of the closure on her
shorts with his teeth. He bit down then yanked the loop over the
metal stud, before catching the zipper tab with his teeth. Slowly,
inch by inch, he worked it down, stopping to place little kisses
and licks on her skin as he exposed it.

Cassie's hips gyrated against his mouth, and
he saw her chest heaving as she drew in desperate breaths. He
looked down again to continue his task and smiled against her skin
right above the top edge of the matching ice blue panties he'd just
revealed.

"Wow, sugar, you sure do know how to wrap
the merchandise," he told her, his own breaths not coming
easily.

With a kiss on her hip, Luke pushed up on
his knees between her thighs then lifted her hips to slide the
cut-offs down her legs. He eased them carefully over her cast then
threw them on top of his shirt over by the rock.

She arched against him and bent her
uninjured leg around his waist trying to pull him closer. "I can't
wait ten more years Luke. I need you now, please."

He reached behind him and gently put her leg
back on the blanket, then moved back between her thighs. "Not yet,
darlin'...I still have some ground to cover first." He dropped on
his elbows and inspected every inch of her body, up her thighs to
the wet spot at the center of her panties, over her mons, across
the smooth expanse of her abdomen and over the hills of her
breasts, until he found her sparkling eyes. "Be patient, baby. This
is my favorite part," he said and gave her a wide grin.

"Well my favorite part is when you finally
stop messing around and put out this fire you've started inside of
me," she told him in an agitated tone and he saw her fists clench
where they rested at her sides.

Luke slid his arms under the back of her
thighs and gently lifted her hips up to him and anchored her with
his hands on her hipbones. The first open mouth kiss he placed on
the inside of her thigh had her gasping and reaching for his hair.
The second one had her clamping her thighs against his shoulders
and whimpering.

God, he loved how responsive she was to his
touch. It increased his own pleasure tenfold. She'd always been
like that with him. He certainly didn't have to wonder if he was
doing things right, he thought, as he shifted his attention upward
to trace the lower edge of her panties with his tongue. Her
sweetness traveled over his taste buds, and he inhaled sharply
taking in the heady smell of her arousal into his senses and
savoring it.

He ran his tongue over her through her
panties and then pulled them aside and spread her then flicked his
tongue over the bud he knew would send her soaring.

"Oh my god, Luke...I'm coming...oh, god
don't stop...don't stop," she begged him as her muscles contracted
and she let out a keening wail. He kept licking the spot giving her
pleasure and then he rolled the bud between his lips. Her body
shook, practically vibrated, against his mouth and she wailed
again, the sound ratcheting up the tension inside of him to
unbearable levels.

When her body stilled except for an
occasional tremor, he let her panties fall back in place then
licked his lips and asked her, "How's that fire darlin'?"

The sexy deep timber of his playful voice
rumbled through Cassie starting new fires. She took a deep
satisfied breath then sighed as the last remnants of her incredible
orgasm waned. "Smoldering, but not out," she told him and sat up.
"That was...
amazing
." It was more than that--incredible,
stupendous--the best orgasm she'd had in ten years, but she needed
more.

He pushed up to his knees and pressed her
back against the blanket. Shaking his head he told her, "Ut uh,
darlin' you just lay there and enjoy. I'm not letting you hurt
yourself."