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shook her head, wishing she wasn’t quite so self-conscious about
the fact she was wearing just her bra and jeans.
    “Good.” Luke’s voice was dark, experienced, terrifying.
    He hadn’t moved any closer to her yet, and then he reached out, slowly
unbuttoned her jeans, tugging until they reached her ankles. She giggled when
he got to her feet and had to tug off her shoes too. Then her socks.
    And now she was lying in only her underwear, with a hulk of a man
looking down at her, running his eyes up and down her body like he was actually
going to eat her. But it wasn’t fair, because he was getting all the
viewing pleasure, not her. And if she wanted to enjoy herself, she was going to
have to make sure she got exactly what she wanted. The time for being bashful
was over. 
    “Your turn,” she told him bravely, eyes meeting his gaze.
    Saskia lay still, waiting for him to respond. Luke grinned and unbuttoned
his own jeans, kicking off his shoes first then shedding his pants, all while
she watched him. He clearly didn’t share her hesitance.
    “Now what?” he asked, his voice half whisper, half growl.
    She swallowed, pushed herself up onto her elbows and sucked down on her
bottom lip.
    “This?” he asked when she didn’t say anything, leaning in close and
kissing her, running his tongue across the lip she’d been biting on, before
delving it into her mouth and pulling her closer as his palm found the back of
her head.
    When he pulled back, as breathless as she was, all Saskia could do was
nod.
    “How about this?” he asked, pushing her down flat and starting at her
neck, his lips softly kissing and nipping at her skin, teasing her all the way
to her breasts, then down to her belly. Her stomach was quivering, her body
arching as his tongue touched the top of her panties, flicked beneath the
elastic and then hovered. Luke placed a soft kiss there, before trailing his
way back up.
    She wanted him. Bad.
    This time Luke didn’t ask her what she liked, he just took what he
wanted. First her mouth – wet lips torturing her – and then her breasts again.
Only now he was more brazen, wasn’t teasing her anymore. He tugged her up into
a sitting position, shifting his weight so he was still straddling her thighs
and she was free to wrap her arms around him, touch him. She sucked on the soft
skin at his neck, ran her hands down his strong back, fingers playing over his
hard muscles.
    But when he unhooked her bra and tugged it away she could feel his
urgency increase. He pushed her back against the rough carpeted floor of the
back of the truck, his hands racing across her skin, hands cupping her breasts,
fingertips seeking out her hard nipples.
    Saskia couldn’t stop the moan as it escaped her lips, head back as she
arched her body up toward Luke. His mouth, hot and wet, took up where his
fingers had left off, sucking hard.
    “Luke,” she gasped, as he switched to her other nipple. Please don’t
stop , she wanted to say, but she had no breath left for words.  
    She caught Luke’s smile when she looked up, watched as he tugged down her
panties, painfully slowly, sliding them off her ankles. He stopped, looked at
her long and hard, before hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his boxer
briefs and then shucking them off.  
    There was no backing out now, and she didn’t want there to be. Luke
slowly moved toward her, like he was giving her time to change her mind. Time
she didn’t need.
    But instead of what she was expecting, he dropped to his knees, eyes
hungry as he nudged her legs apart, lips finding the soft skin of her inner
thigh as he kissed his way up. And then his tongue flicked closer. His hot, wet
mouth was suddenly everywhere, making her moan, tongue doing wicked things to
her, making her shudder in ways she’d never imagined. When his tongue teased
her, touched her so intimately, it was all she could do not to clamp her legs
around his neck and lock him in place forever.
    Luke couldn’t take his eyes