“With me?” Luke took a step closer.

She closed the distance and put her hands at the back of his neck, drawing him close. “Definitely with you.” She kissed him softly.

Luke took the kiss deeper.

She broke the kiss and stared up at him. “We’re alone.”

Luke gave her a wicked grin. “I can’t wait to find out what you’re wearing under that suit.” He took her hand, dipped his body, and pulled her toward him as he lifted her right off her feet and over his shoulder. He stood tall and carried her through the great room and up the stairs to their room.

She laughed and smacked him on the ass. “Put me down.”

He did. Right next to the bed. She giggled and tried to catch her breath, but Luke kissed it right out of her again, then he stared down at her with a look of pure desire and they both gave in to the need to be close and started peeling off clothes, anxious to get their hands on the other.

Luke had his shirt off, tempting her with a full display of his broad chest and chiseled muscles. His boots went flying, but when he undid the button on his jeans, he stilled and stared at her. She let her blouse float to the floor, revealing the pink lace bra pushing her breasts up into rounded mounds that ached for his touch. The skirt slid down her legs in a whoosh of material and she stood before him in nothing but the sexy bra and matching lace panties.

“Uh . . .”

“Use your words,” she teased.

“Damn.”

A warm blush rose from her breasts up to her cheeks.

“Instead of words, I’d rather use my hands and mouth and tongue all over you.”

She held her hands out. “Well, come and get me.”

Luke closed the short distance and took her mouth in a scorching kiss as both his hands clamped onto her ass and pulled her up and snug against his warm skin. His hard length pressed to her belly and she rubbed her body against his.

Luke laid a trail of soft, open-mouthed kisses down her neck and chest. His finger slipped inside the lace cup and pulled it down and her breast popped out. His warm mouth covered her hard nipple and he sucked the peak, sending a wave of heat down low, making her clench her thighs to try to ease the ache only Luke could make better.

He released her hard nipple and licked it with his tongue, his breath making the pink tip even tighter, before he moved to her other breast and kissed the swell of it above the lace trim. His hands swept up her back and he unhooked the bra and sent the barrier flying. His hands cupped both her breasts, her nipples squeezed between his fingers as he kneaded the soft flesh and kissed her neck again.

Lost in the feel of him, and heat, her fingers slid into his hair and she held him to her.