Page 62 of Undeniably His

She laughed and pushed at his chest, leaving more paint on his skin. “I look terrible in a kilt.”

She was still pressed against his body, and he studied her mouth. Suddenly nervous, she bit at her bottom lip and watched as desire replaced the playful look in his eyes.

“Luke,” she said.

“Ms. Smith,” he rasped before bending his head and kissing her. She clutched at his broad shoulders as he traced her lips with his tongue.

“Open,” he murmured against her mouth.

She parted her lips, and he dipped his tongue between them, touching her teeth delicately before sliding past them to explore and taste. She moaned and returned his kiss. Her fingers dug into his warm skin as his big hand moved to her ass and squeezed it.

She rubbed her belly against the hardness she could feel pressing against it, and he groaned harshly, his hand tightening on her ass. His other hand cupped her breast, and she arched her back as he rubbed his thumb over her hardening nipple.

He kissed her throat before nipping it. She jerked against him, and he licked his way to her ear and sucked on her earlobe.

“I want you so much, Jane,” he said.

“I want you too,” she gasped. She traced the dark hair on his chest as he squeezed her ass again and trailed kisses across the line of her jaw.

He slid his hand under her shirt and pulled the cup of her bra down. She cried out when he pulled on her nipple before teasing it with the pad of his thumb. He kissed her again, sucking roughly on her bottom lip before licking it with his warm tongue.

“Please, Luke,” she moaned.

“I want to fuck you, Ms. Smith,” he whispered into her ear.

She moaned again. Her panties were soaking wet, and she couldn’t stop rubbing her lower body against him.

“I want to find out how tight your little pussy is,” he breathed. “I want to know what you look like coming all over my dick.”

“Oh God,” she moaned.

“Do you want that too?” He pinched her nipple, and she arched her back again before nodding frantically.

“Yes. God, yes!”

“Good,” he said. “Let’s go to the shower and -”

“Well, that’s the shortest girls’ weekend of my life. Wait four friggin’ hours in the airport to have our flight cancelled because there’s a blizzard two states over that’s headed our – holy shit!”

Luke tore away from her so quickly that Jane nearly fell. He cursed and kept her upright with one hand on her elbow. Her face flaming, Jane turned around and readjusted her bra before taking a deep breath and turning back.

“Um, hi, Amy.”

“Hey, you two,” Amy said with a cheerful grin. “I’d ask how painting is going, but from the looks of it – not so great. You know the paint should go on the walls, not your bodies, right?”

“I spilled the paint.” Luke’s face was red, and he stared self-consciously at the smears of paint on his bare upper body as Amy leaned against the doorway. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be on a plane?”

“I am, but it was cancelled due to poor weather.” Amy studied them. “I’m so sorry I interrupted your painting. I’ll head to my room and leave you two alone.”

“No!” Jane and Luke both shouted.

Luke cleared his throat. “Uh, no, that’s fine. I’ll clean this mess up and then head home. I’ll return in the morning and help you finish, Jane.”

“That’s okay.” Jane stared at the floor. “I can clean it up myself, and it won’t take long to finish tomorrow.”

“No,” Luke protested. “I made the mess. I’ll clean it up.”

“It’s fine, really,” Jane said. “Thank you, but it’s probably better if you go home now.”

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