“Come in.” Her voice was low, seductive, yet he could see the purity and confusion in her eyes.
Sierra didn’t know what to expect from him, but that was ok because he wasn’t quite sure either. She probably expected him to pounce on her the moment he walked in the room.
As attractive as that idea was, Luke wasn’t built that way. He would go after what he wanted, but part of the lure was the anticipation. Oh, he would have her if he had anything to say about it, but it would be on his terms.
“Are you ready?” He asked as he stepped into the room that looked exactly like his own.
Sierra had pulled the curtains back, the view of the Las Vegas strip the same from where he had stood only minutes before. Not nearly as appealing as when the night bathed the streets with dark energy and the lights of the casino’s flashed bright, but it was Vegas nonetheless and not another place in the world felt the same.
Sierra grabbed her purse from the desk and turned toward the door.
Never one to let an opportunity pass him by Luke crowded her against the wall, halting her midstride. The confusion he’d seen in her eyes was now replaced by pure ecstasy, causing the blood that pumped hard and fast through his veins to make a sudden detour to his cock.
“I want to taste you, Sierra.” Luke growled, pushing her flush against the wall, his body pressing against her much smaller one. “Have you changed your mind?”
He had to know the answer to that question before he allowed this to go any further.
“No.” The word was exhaled on a breath as she stared up at him; the silver striations in her blue eyes glowing, her lips parting slightly.
“Good.”
Not wanting to push this further than a simple kiss – though the way Sierra kissed him was anything but simple – Luke had to tamp down the hunger.
Brushing his lips lightly against hers, Luke relished the soft, sweet taste of her; his body heated from the way she pleaded for more. Pushing things a little farther, Luke cupped her ass, lifting her so she had to wrap her legs around his waist, aligning their bodies perfectly. Pressing her into the wall, her breasts crushed against his chest, Luke fused his mouth with hers in a passionate kiss to rival all others.
He barely registered her soft moans over the roaring in his ears. The sweet pain that ignited in his scalp when she plunged her hands in his hair had Luke needing more, but he forced himself to stop.
“Woman, you’re going to be the death of me.” He fought for breath as he rested his forehead against hers. “You don’t know what you do to me.”
“Tell me.”
The eagerness he detected in her voice was overwhelming; she was just as willing to see where this would lead as he was.
“I want to strip you naked, run my tongue over your luscious curves and bury it deep inside your pussy.” He felt her body tense as his blunt words lingered in the air between them. “I want to watch as you take my cock deep inside that sweet mouth of yours.” Luke brushed a finger over her swollen bottom lip, enjoying the way she fought for breath, the way her legs tightened around him.
“And I will, I promise you that.”
Chapter Eight
Sierra moaned as she crushed her breasts against Luke’s hard muscled chest, pressing closer, wanting nothing more than for him to do the wicked things he said, but she felt his control, felt the way he held himself back.
She didn’t have any doubts that he would show her things she’d only ever dreamed about, that he would make her body burn unlike any man before him and any man after. Sierra had never wanted a man as much as she wanted Luke, never knew the same hunger that ate at her insides when she thought about him.
The fact that Luke didn’t touch her in any other way, besides the hot kisses, wasn’t lost on her either. Not that she was quite ready for something to happen between them, but her body throbbed for something more.
“We have to go down and meet Cole.” Luke broke the kiss and pulled away, lowering her feet back to the floor.
Her body felt cold without the warmth of him, but she situated her clothing and ran a hand over her hair, trying to gain some composure.
Luke held the door open, and she led the way down the hallway toward the bank of elevators that would take them to the casino level. Between trying to keep her feet steady when her adrenaline was coursing at an all-time high and praying she could get her breathing under control, Sierra attempted a glance at Luke. From the looks of it, he didn’t appear to be paying any attention to her.
The man was an enigma. A force to be reckoned with. Tall, dark, handsome – all of the adjectives used to describe the hero in her fantasy novels rang true for him. But there was something stronger, more powerful, that coursed just beneath the surface and that’s the part of him that she wanted to tap into.