Still not on talking terms with Luke, Allie decided to go and visit her parents today. It was a Tuesday morning and she wanted to go alone. After, taking a quick shower and dressing up, she met Luke in his study.
"I'm going out today. I'll go see my parents" she said
Without looking up from his laptop, he said coldly
"Take one of the cars"
She scoffed. What a weird way to care about someone.
"Never mind. I'll just take a taxi"
She said and was about to leave but Luke stopped her
"You and the baby shouldn't be stressed. I said take one of the cars" he commanded.
"You can't order me around, Luke. I'm not your secretary. I'm your fucking wife!" She yelled and stormed off without another word.
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Rachel smiled as she heard Luke and Allie quarrelling. This was a perfect timing for her to implement her plan. It looked like God was on her side because everything was being made easy for her.
She went to one of the maids that usually served Luke coffee.
"Prepare some coffee for Luke" she said to the maid
"Yes, ma" the maid said and within some minutes, the coffee was ready.
Rachel told the maid to leave the coffee and go and the maid did so. After the maid left, she opened a bottle of sedatives and poured the contents into Luke's coffee.
After taking a sip of the sedative laced coffee, Luke was going to be very mad drunk and she was going to seduce him, break his fake marriage with Allie and make Luke hers forever.
Rachel called the maid back.
"Go and serve Luke his coffee" she said to the maid
"Yes, ma" the maid said and took the coffee to Luke.
Rachel danced in anticipation as she waited for the deed to be done.
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After working for some time, Luke decided to drink the coffee his maid brought for him. He took a gulp from it.
Minutes later, Luke's vision blurred.
His head spun and he didn't know what was wrong with him. Suddenly, the door to his study swung open and a lady on lingerie entered.
"Allie?"
She sashayed to him and trailed a finger down his face.
"Yes, Luke. It's Allie. Believe it for now"
And her lips crashed down on his in a heated kiss. She kept kissing him and Luke let out a deep groan and took control.
As he lowered his arrogant dark head, Rachel smiled lazily, sexily. She was very happy. Everything was going according to her plan. Luke was drunk and she was going to enjoy every moment with him. His mouth claimed hers with shocking effect. Excitement exploded like a greedy, out-of-control fire inside her, overwhelming her with a voracious passion. She kissed him back in a wild surge of hunger, moaning low in her throat at the stabbing, wickedly erotic inttusion of his tongue. He shifted fluidly against her, making her crave closer contact with a desperation that screamed through every nerve-ending.
Then Luke blocked out the light with the hot, hungry heat of his mouth, and the world spun so violently, she gasped and clutched at him. Electrifying heat engulfed her... or maybe it was him. He seemed to be burning up too. Her fingers framed his hard cheekbones and her head went back as he knotted one hand tightly into her hair and kissed her with bruising, demanding thoroughness until she thought she would pass out from lack of oxygen but didn't care because nothing had ever felt so good.
In darkness he brought her down on a bed, and as he released her mouth with a stifled groan of frustration
A lean hand jerked at the tie on the lingerie and then closed over one small, pouting breast. The sensation of pleasure was so intense, Rachel almost had a cardiac arrest.
Lifting his dark, tousled head, Luke smiled sexily down into her shaken face. "You like that?"
Rachel didn't have words to tell him how much. She was lost in another world, a wholly physical place where only sensation ruled. She was too exhilarated because everything was working for her. Luke sent his tongue skimming over a swollen pink nipple and her back arched, her teeth clenching, her nails clawing into the bedspread beneath her. All she knew was that she wanted more, more of that stunning, heart-racing pleasure, and only he could give it. He lowered his head and tasted her supersensitive flesh and she jerked and whimpered, experiencing a pleasure that blew her mind and reduced her to trembling, gasping submission
Luke groaned, lowering his big, powerful body and shuddering as his hands sank to the swell of her hips, forcing her into contact with the hard, swollen evidence of his arousal and then rolling back from her with a curse of frustration, an impatient hand flying to the belt-buckle of his trousers.
Rachel's brain was flying back into gear. She squinted down at the shameless thrust of her bare breasts, still glistening damply from his lovemaking. For an instant she was frozen there, at a peak of appalled horror that almost equalled her former pitch of excitement, and then she was off that bed so fast, she could have challenged and outrun an Olympic sprinter.
With a faint gasp she opened her mouth. But he continued to play games with her, suckling at her lower lip and then darting the tip of his tongue along the underside of her lip, setting off an astonishing flurry of reaction that slithered through her like a sweet piercing dart that went deep. She trembled, astonishingly aware of the prickling tightness of her nipples, and then all of a sudden, literally between one breath and the next, she wanted his mouth hard on hers with a ferocity that shook her. Her hands wanted to claw into his hair to drag his head down to hers.
Her head fell back on her shoulders even as she felt the faint brush of his fingers against her spine. Cooler air washed her backbone and surprise gripped her as she registered that he had unzipped her dress without her even noticing.
Hard as a rock, Luke studied the ripe mounds of her full breasts and swiftly removed the bra to cup the lush heavy globes in his appreciative hands. He stroked the quivering tips to aching sensitivity and only then did he kiss her.
Rachel quivered, her whole body alight and tingling. Her hands dug into his shoulders as he took her rosy nipples between his fingers while claiming her mouth in a long drugging kiss. He skated his tongue across the sensitive roof of her mouth and she gasped, starting to moan as he let his tongue plunge deep in a much more primitive demand. The ache in her pelvis tightened like a knot being snapped tight, every atom of control wrested from her as mindless hunger took her in a shocking surge.
Luke tugged her down flat on the bed, deft hands releasing her from the confines of the dress creased round her hips. He kept on kissing her and, oh, he was so good at it that she was on fire, pushing closer to his lean, hard body, wanting more, her entire body stimulated to a painful degree by responses more powerful than any she had previously experienced.