Loose Ends (Magnolia Series Book 1) by Taylor Dawn Read Free Book Online Page B

didn’t matter, it felt right.
    If she’d thought that kissing was only a precursor to sex, she’d been dead wrong. The moment Luke’s lips touched hers, she was done for. He didn’t go slow either. There was an urgency with which he kissed her that relayed the same feelings she’d been brimming with ever since she’d met him. He’d also been one hundred percent right. Her entire body went soft and melted into his like a candle that’d been left in the scorching July sunlight. Low moans built in her throat as she pushed herself back into him, feeling how he was affected by what was going on. His erection pressed into her bottom and as if it had a mind of its own, it began to grind against him, pulling moans from his throat as well. He broke away suddenly and stepped back leaving her cold and bereft.
    “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to do that.” She crossed her arms over her sensitive breasts as she apologized.
    “Yes, you did, Ava.”
    “Luke, please,” She didn’t know why she was begging. She needed something and he held the key to giving it to her.
    He raised an inquisitive eyebrow. “Don’t play with fire if you don’t want to get burned, Ava.”
    “I’m not afraid of a little fire.” She issued another challenge.
    “This isn’t your typical little fire. This one will torch you and turn you into a pile of ash,” he taunted.
    “Maybe I want to be burned.”
    “Maybe I want to burn you. But this isn’t a good idea.” He shook his head. An internal battle raged behind his eyes.
    Ava felt deflated. He obviously didn’t want her as much as he’d let on. Sure she’d given him an impressive hard-on, but most men would acquire one of those if a slight breeze blew their junk in the right direction. She stepped away, trying not to be hurt by his rejection. “If you don’t want me, I understand. I’m sorry I wasted your time.” The tell-tale burn of tears formed at the back of her eyes. She bit the inside of her cheek to keep them from spilling out and causing her more shame and humiliation.
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    Luke studied Ava’s back as she turned away from him. Did she really think he didn’t want her? Wasn’t the fact that his dick was hard enough to cut glass show her that he was more than interested in what she was offering up on a silver platter? He wasn’t done with her by a longshot.
    Stalking toward her, he pushed her against the wall just a few inches away. The short gasp that left her lips was music to his ears. Grabbing both of her wrists he lifted them above her head and pinned them against the wall in one of his hands. He then pushed his obvious attraction against the lush curve of her ass. “Does that feel like I don’t want you?” She didn’t answer him. “Does it, Ava?” he asked in a more forceful tone.
    “No, but…”
    “But what? Do you think my cock gets this hard over someone I don’t want?”
    “I don’t know,” she whispered.
    “Well, it doesn’t, sweetheart. I’m trying to go slow here, but you’re testing my ability to even think straight.”
    “I’m sorry,” she whispered.
    “Do you know what it’s like to see you then have to go home and stroke my cock to the mere thought of you? Do you, Ava?”
    She was silent for a few seconds and then answered, “Yes, I do.”
    Luke chuckled. “When I left your house the other night, did you lie in bed and touch yourself?” She nodded. “Did you slide your hands in your pretty little panties and feel how wet you were?”
    “Yes,” Ava hissed.
    “How wet did the thought of me make you?”
    “Luke…”
    “Tell me. I want to know if you were so fucking wet that you couldn’t help but fuck yourself with your own fingers.”
    “I did, damn you!”
    “Did you scream my name when your pussy clenched around them?” Another nod. “You’re not the only one. I went home and stroked my cock to the thought of you. When I came—and believe me, it was the hardest I’ve come in a very long time—I fucking roared your