Stepbrother Broken (The Hawthorne Brothers Book 2) (30 page)

“
How about this,
”
I say softly,
“
For tonight, let
’
s leave off with trying to predict the future. Let
’
s just say that what happens next is us having an
amazing time, drinking all the free booze we like, and partying our faces off.
”

“
I guess there
’
ll be plenty of time for adult conversation in the
morning,
”
Luke laughs, laying his hands on my
hips,
“
We can spend tonight indulging in
all the other adult activity we want.
”

“
Deal,
”
I
grin, giving Luke a swift, hard kiss.

We
hear the door crack open behind us, letting a roar of music escape out into the
otherwise quiet night. Unlocking our lips, we turn to see Maddie and Cash
sticking their heads through the cracked door. They look every bit the smug big
siblings they are
—
I half expect Cash to break into a
round of
“
Luke and Sophie sitting in a tree
…”
But luckily, they manage to contain themselves.
Mostly.

“
Come on lovebirds,
”
Maddie says,
“
ReImaged wants some group pictures
of the Asphalt brand ambassadors. I promise you can keep making out the second
we
’
ve got a few shots.
”

“
I
guess
we can manage that,
”
I grin, lacing my fingers through Luke
’
s.

“
Speak for yourself,
”
he shoots back, squeezing my hand.

We
set off after Cash and Maddie, heading back into the fray of the party. Pure
elation courses through me as I savor the feel of Luke
’
s hand in mine. It feels so good to be out in the open
with him, before the eyes of our siblings, the party-goers, our friends.

“
Oh my god
…”
I laugh, as we make our way across the dance floor.

“
What is it?
”
Luke asks, cocking his head at me.

“
I just realized
…
We were supposed to go out together for the first time
that last night at the lake,
”
I gush,
“
So that means, technically
…”

“
This is our first date,
”
Luke completes my thought with a gruff laugh.

“
Worth the wait?
”
I ask, looking around the wild party.

“
Always,
”
Luke murmurs, his eyes fixed on me.

Something
tells me it isn
’
t just this date he
’
s talking about, either.

Chapter Fifteen

I
spend the night lifted up by a rushing swell of euphoria. The music, the booze,
and the feeling of Luke
’
s arms around me entwine in a
dizzying cocktail. I can feel the stress and anxiety of the past few weeks
melting away with each new song, each touch of Luke
’
s lips against mine. I set down my burdens, kick off
my heels, and have more uninhibited, raunchy fun than I ever have before. This
night was bound to be incredible or devastating, but I didn
’
t know it was going to be one of the best of my life.

It
’
s early morning before the party even begins to break
up. Luke and I are still on the dance floor, trying to keep the day from
breaking by sheer force of will. But I can
’
t hold my exhaustion at bay much
longer, and Luke knows it full well.

“
Come on,
”
he yells above the music,
“
Let
’
s get you into bed.
”

“
Five more minutes!
”
I shout back, though my every muscle aches for rest.

“
I
’
ll
make it worth your while, I promise,
”
Luke grins, running his hands
over the rise of my ass.

“
Well, I can
’
t very well argue with that,
”
I say, throwing an arm over his shoulders, as he leads
me off the dance floor at long last.

The
second we clear the dance floor, I feel my weary feet leave the ground. I cry
out with startled delight as Luke scoops me up into his arms, easily bearing my
weight as we take our leave. Out of the corner of my eye, I spot Maddie across
the room, shaking her head with a smile as she watches us go.

“
How very gentlemanly of you,
”
I laugh, as Luke carries me across the hotel lobby and
into a waiting elevator.

“
I want to get you upstairs and out
of that dress as quickly as possible,
”
Luke murmurs back as the
elevator doors slide together,
“
But if that
’
s what you call gentlemanly
…”

“
That
’
s
what I call fucking perfect,
”
I breathe, kissing along Luke
’
s throat as he holds me close.

The
second the elevator doors slide open, my exhaustion is seared away with raw,
lusty energy. I take off like a shot down the hall, racing Luke toward the door
of my suite. He sprints along behind me, both of our raucous voice echoing off
the pristine walls. I open the door and bolt inside with Luke on my heels. The
momentum of our chase carries us across the suite, straight into the bedroom.
Luke’s arms circle my waist, picking me up off the floor once more before
throwing me down on the sprawling bed.

“
You realize this is another first,
right?
”
Luke growls, kneeling over me with
his gleaming green eyes hard on my body.

“
What?
”
I
ask, letting my knees fall apart under his gaze.

“
Fucking in an actual bed,
”
he grins, shrugging out of his suit jacket and lifting
his shirt up over his broad shoulders.
“
You know, rather than the bed of a
pickup truck.
”

“
I
’
m
sure we
’
ll get used to it,
”
I laugh breathlessly, drinking in the sight of his
perfect chest, his cut abs, and the insistent bulge in his fine slacks.

I
reach up to release his throbbing member, but he pushes me back hard against
the bed, pinning me beneath him.

“
You just lay back,
”
he growls, kissing along my throat.

“
Whatever you say,
”
I breathe, my back arching as that sweet, warm
pressure starts to mount inside of me.

Luke
reaches around my back, tugging down the zipper of my tight red dress. He all
but peels the garment away from my body, groaning as he sees my black lace
panties and strapless bra.

“
You wore my favorites?
”
he grins, running a finger under the band of my
panties.

“
I was dressing
…
optimistically,
”
I breathe, closing my eyes as
he snaps open my bra and takes both breasts in his firm, capable hands.

He
runs his tongue over my hard nipples, taking one then the other into his warm,
hungry mouth. Working down my body, he caresses every bit of me he can reach
—
with everything at his disposal. I buck my hips,
grinding against the rock hard length of his cock
…
But
he
’
s not done with me just yet.

I
gasp as his teeth close around my panties, tugging them clear down my legs
before tossing them aside. He straightens up, towering above me as he runs his
eyes all along my stark naked body. Only now, with his eyes fast on mine, does
he whip open the buckle of his belt, letting loose that gorgeous, throbbing
member I
’
ve come to love and crave.

“
Luke,
”
I
whisper, pulling myself onto my forearms,
“
Please
…
Let me take you in my mouth.
”

His
eyes flash brilliantly as he runs a hand up along my torso, his fingers
lingering just below my throat. Slowly, he presses me back against the bed one
last time. He brings his hands to my knees, spreading me wide open as he lowers
that eager, grinning mouth.

“
You first,
”
he growls.

The
feeling of his warm breath against my wet, aching sex sends goosebumps trailing
all across my trembling body. A low, rasping moan rises up in my throat as Luke
runs his tongue along the length of my slit, parting my pink lips as he presses
back against my thighs. I grab onto handfuls of white bedding, bracing myself
as his tongue traces slow, firm circles around my clit. Hot, bracing pangs of
pleasure shoot up through my body with each swivel and flick of his perfect
tongue. I cry out as he closes his lips around that aching button, sucking
gently. I can feel myself filling up with bliss
—
it
’
s only a matter of time before I spill over.

“
You still want to taste my cock?
”
he growls, his lips vibrating against my clit as he
flicks those green eyes my way.

“
God yes,
”
I gasp.

With
athletic agility, he swings his towering figure around on the massive bed,
pulling me to kneeling above him. He grabs hold of my hips, drawing my
throbbing pussy back to his mouth as he lies beneath me. And standing tall
right before my eyes is that delicious, piercing length I
’
ve been craving. Bracing myself on quivering forearms,
I bring my lips to Luke
’
s cock, closing my mouth around his
bulging tip. He groans beneath me, grabbing firm hold of my ass as he flicks
his tongue against my clit. We buck against each other as I take more and more
of his staggering manhood into my mouth, running my tongue along the smooth
expanse. I can feel him everywhere
—
and it
’
s bringing me to the very edge.

“
Luke,
”
I
groan, working my hands up and down his raging cock,
“
You
’
re gonna do me in
…”

“
That
’
s
the plan,
”
he laughs raggedly, giving me a
push forward onto my hands and knees.

I
have to close my teeth around the nearest pillow to keep from screaming as he
eats me out from behind, lavishing my sex with his perfect mouth. My delirious,
disoriented body can
’
t hold back for a second longer.
With one last decisive, leveling pass from Luke, I come hard and fast. Pleasure
surges along my every nerve, lighting up my body from the inside out. Luke
savors every last drop of my desire, licking the taste of me from his full
lips. The mere sight of that is nearly enough to make me come all over again.

“
Luke,
”
I
gasp, rolling onto my back as my chest heaves,
“
That
…
That was
…”

“
I know,
”
he growls, lowering his body to mine. My mouth falls
open as I feel his pulsating cock pressing against that wet, aching place
between my legs.
“
I hope you have late check out for
this room. We
’
re gonna be needing it for a few
more hours.
”

It
isn
’
t until dawn that Luke and I
finally collapse into bed, completely spent with the fervor of our fucking. He
was right about one thing
—
makeup sex would be a terrible
thing to waste. I fall into a deep, dreamless sleep with my back pressed up
against Luke
’
s firm chest. His strong arms
wrapped around me are dream enough, in my book.

The
smell of rich, dark coffee draws me up out of my deep slumber hours later.
Prying my eyes open, I glance at the bedside clock
—
it
’
s already 10 a.m. Rolling over, I
find that Luke has beaten me to the waking world. I glance through the open
bedroom door and spot him in the kitchenette, pouring out two massive mugs of
coffee.

Swinging
my legs over the side of the bed, I stretch languorously. I grab Luke
’
s white shirt from last night, sliding into it before
padding across the suite toward him. He looks up as I sidle into the living
room, grinning when he catches sight of my makeshift nightgown.

“
It
’
s
not exactly as rugged as our last coffee date,
”
he
says, nodding toward the balcony,
“
But the view is still pretty
decent, right?
”

“
I
’
d
say,
”
I reply, following my man out onto
the patio overlooking the Seattle waterfront.

We
settle down at a small table, sinking into our chairs and lifting our mugs in
contemplative silence. Our bodies and minds are still numb with last night
’
s lovemaking. The uninhibited peace makes me feel like
I can speak freely, even about the hardest subjects. Which is convenient, since
that
’
s what we still haven
’
t addressed during our blissful reunion.

“
So,
”
I
sigh, swallowing a sip of coffee,
“
Once we leave this place today
…
Where are you headed next, Luke? I hear you
’
ve been drifting these past few weeks.
”

“
It
’
s
true,
”
he says, looking out over the
horizon,
“
I
’
ve
been on the move since we left the lake house. I just drove, mostly. Tried to
clear my head. But I did make one last stop, back in my hometown. Just a couple
days ago
…
I went back to speak with my
father.
”

“
You did?
”
I ask, whipping around to face Luke,
“
About
…
what?
”

“
About the things we were raised
never to mention,
”
Luke says, his jaw pulsing,
“
I told him, in no uncertain terms, that I
’
m not interested in being the heir to a man who doesn
’
t respect me.
”

“
Wow
…”
I
breathe,
“
Luke, that must have been so hard.
”