Page 93 of The Remake


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I unknotted Luke’s tie and realized it was the first time I’d seen him wear one. I smirked. Perhaps today was the day of new beginnings. I certainly meant what I’d said. I knew we both had flaws and we would have to work hard to not fall into the same patterned behaviors, but I also knew how much we both wanted to be together.

“How did you know about the party?” he panted into my mouth as he unhooked my bra.

It took me a moment to gather my wits to understand his question. “Oh, I found the invitation tonight when I got home. I barely had time to change and was out the door.”

He stopped unbuttoning his shirt and stared at me. “You dropped everything and came to this? For me?”

“Of course,” I said, caressing his cheek. His jaw flexed and he threw his shirt onto the limousine floor. He unbuttoned his pants without once breaking eye contact with me. “I love you,” he said.

“I love you, too,” I whispered, and in one swift movement, he was inside of me.

We both groaned, and I squeezed my thighs to ease the pressure.

“Don’t,” he gritted between clenched teeth. “Or I won’t last.”

“That’ll be a first,” I said.

He laughed and pulled my head up to him and kissed me. When he broke free, he sat himself down and pulled me on top. I straddled him, prepared to give him all that I had, but he shook his head.

He lifted me from his lap and turned me around in reverse cowgirl. “Do you like it like this?” he whispered, his breath caressing my neck. He pushed my hair to the side and slid his tongue from my shoulder to my earlobe. I shivered in response.

When I didn’t move, he urged me with his hips and I followed his rhythm, moving forward, then back. In my last thrust, I pushed back into his groin and wiggled my bottom, and he dropped his head back with a moan.

Then his hands snaked to my front and cupped my breasts and the sensation that ran straight down to my core surprised me. It was like a shock of electricity to my clit. He circled my nipples with his middle fingers and pushed me forward with his hips. Somehow, even in this dominant position, Luke still took control. I wanted to fight back, then lost this battle willingly. There would be others, of that, I was sure.

The limo hit a bump in the road and it nearly unseated me from Luke’s lap, but we both panted from the impact it had on our bodies. I was so close—that elusive orgasm building in my belly. The rhythm felt so good, the angle perfect as Luke hit my spot with every deep thrust of his hips. My breasts tingled from his wicked fingers and my hot skin cooled with every panting breath on my flesh.

My legs shook and my head lolled as the orgasm built. I moaned his name, pleading for more. I needed just a little more. Luke circled fast and pushed his hips harder and I exploded with a shout. I flattened my hands across the roof of the limo as I tried to stay up.

Luke flattened his palms on my breasts as he rode me harder and harder. I felt a smaller orgasm run through me as he finally roared in pleasure.

I dropped my arms and leaned back against Luke, winding my hands behind his neck to hold him. His lips were on my jaw. I could not see him, but I could hear him… feel him… sense his smile.

“Let’s go home,” he said, and I nodded in agreement.

***

Something delicious was cooking in the distance, and I smiled. I could get used to waking up like this every morning. Rolling out of bed and putting on Luke’s shirt from last night, I remembered how much he liked me in them. I would save money on new pajamas.

I found Luke sitting at the kitchen table with a tablet in his hands.

“What are you looking at?” I asked, grabbing a fork to fill my plate.

“Grace, look at this,” he said and pulled me over to sit on his lap. He nestled his chin on my shoulder and scrolled through a newspaper article. There was a slideshow of last night’s event, and the headline read, The city’s hottest new restaurant opened its doors last night.

“And there’s more.” He opened several other browser windows, each one with pictures and tweets about the Taste of Naples and the must-have dishes to order.

“Janet says she’s received several interview requests already and Mario is so excited because he’s booked for the next three months.”

I’d never seen Luke so happy, and I was glad to share this moment with him. “I’m so proud of you, Luke. You should try replicating this for another restaurant.”

He grabbed my shoulders to face me. “That’s exactly my business plan. I need to go over some numbers with an accountant. I was thinking of hiring a pretty brunette, but I’m not sure what she’d say.”

“I don’t know. I hear she’s very good, but very particular.” I pretended to frown.

“I will make it worth her while.” He pressed his mouth to mine, and I inhaled the electricity between us.

“I’m serious, Grace. If this business idea of mine takes off, I will need to hire your company. I will insist you take the account as I only work with the best. Your company would love that.”

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