Tears of anger and frustration ran down Allie's eyes. Pregnancy hormones, yes she was going to blame it on the hormones. She let out a furious shriek. Luke was downstairs, still having whatever conversation with that bitch, Rachel. But Allie ran up to the room because she couldn't hear no more. Sex video? Rachel was going to fucking blackmail her way back into Luke's life? She was going to share her husband with someone else? She was going crazy here.
She went to the dressing table and began to push everything down.
The door to their bedroom swung open.
"Allie" Luke called when he saw her tear stained face and the destroyed dressing table
"Let's--let's get a divorce" she sobbed. "she --she...I can't let her..."
Luke rushed to her and gathered her in his arms. "it'll be okay" he soothed
"How can she..." Sobs racked through Allie's delicate body. She was very vexed.
"Shhh... it'll be fine"
Staring up at Luke with teary eyes, she whispered. "Let's get a divorce, Luke. I can't stay with you when you have unresolved issues with your ex wife"
"Allie, calm down"
"I'm so angry. I don't know what to do with this anger I feel"
Luke hugged her in silence and stroked her hair. She was stressed because of Rachel and he didn't want any harm to come to his baby or his wife. He vowed never to let Rachel Harriet get what she wanted.
Suddenly, Allie lifted her head and met his gaze with blazing hunger in her eyes
"Kiss me" she leaned forward "I just want to forget it all, for now"
He kissed her and the world fell away. She hadn't believed that could happen, but it did. Her fear surged beneath the drowning electrifying pleasure that consumed her when his tongue licked against hers, unexpectedly subtle, incredibly sexy in technique, like nothing she had ever experienced before in her life, and for the first time ever she wanted more, arms travelling round him, hands smoothing over a broad, warm, strong back before sliding down to curve to lean hips.
"I'm burning up for you," he breathed raggedly as he finally wrenched his mouth from hers to allow her to catch her breath.
Staring at him, Allie sucked in oxygen like a drowning swimmer until instinct drove her back for more of his mouth, hunger sizzling through her like a forest fire that had only required a spark to blaze. Her hands slid up over his shoulders and locked in the lush depths of his hair, a gasp sounding from her as his tongue tangled with hers and then plunged deep, sending a piercing shard of need arrowing to the very heart of her.
Without warning, she was on her back on the bed and Luke was engaged in impatiently extracting her from her clothes and removing his own. Nothing had ever felt so desperate for her as that overpowering need to feel his skin against her skin.
"We weren't going to do this," Luke growled the reminder as he straddled her in the act of pulling off his T-shirt before jerking down the zip on his jeans.
"Shut up," Allie said resolutely, running exploring hands appreciatively up over his bare bronzed torso and rejoicing in the sheer heat and masculinity of him.
He kissed her, and it was as if her body had been waiting all her life for that sweet wildness to engulf her from her head to her toes, leaving her feeling almost detached from the self she had thought she knew. She moved to sit up, but his hand splayed across her spine, pushing her back against the pillows, controlling the pace with a masculine urgency that she found indescribably sexy. His lips parted hers and his tongue delved deep and tangled with her own, sending a tide of electrifying hunger pulsing through her with the efficacy of a drug in her bloodstream.
That fast, she discovered that she wanted more, was indeed impossibly greedy for more of him, and it shocked her to recognise that deep-down craving she had fought to restrain as though it were toxic when, indeed, it seemed to be exactly what she needed most. As Luke lowered his mouth to the straining pout of her rosy nipples and lingered there, toying with the stiff crests, her heartbeat hammered like crazy and a wash of heat engulfed her pelvis
He kissed her again, his hands roaming over a body that already felt fiercely sensitised to his touch. The throb pulsing at the apex of her thighs was new to her, making her shift restlessly, her hips rising with a hunger she only recognised subliminally because thought didn't seem possible in the midst of her growing physical excitement. The feather-soft touch of a finger just there and she could feel herself lighting up like a forest fire, nerve endings jumping, a mesmerising warmth enthralling her feminine core while the slick dampness gathered.
Luke crushed her mouth under his, struggling to stay in control, fighting not to fall on her like an animal, a hunger of storm-force potency driving him. It was, without a doubt and yet utterly inexplicably to him, the most exciting sexual experience of his life.
"I want you too," she whispered unevenly, her body quivering, shifting up to his in invitation as the unbearable longing stabbed at her afresh.
He slid over her as his cock eased into her pussy, and she gasped at the pleasurable intrusion. Something she hadn't even known she was worrying about quieted within her because she saw that he was fighting for control as much as she was. that introduction was over and there was only the rousing stimulation of feeling her own body stretch to accept the fullness of his. From the first subtle shift of his hips, she was needy, wanting, aglow with the discovery of what she felt was an enthralling newness.
Hers and Luke's moans matched as their fleshes pounded against eachother in forceful and hungry thrusts. Suck on that Rachel, she thought as she reveled in sensual bliss.