Stolen: Project Xol by Amabel Daniels

Author:Amabel Daniels [Daniels, Amabel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Cassidy

When I woke up, I did the same thing I did every morning since Luke and I arrived at Tramer’s house. While naked and still sleepy in bed, I rolled over to my belly, folded my arms for a pillow, and set my chin on my wrist. Then I watched.

Admired.

Lusted.

Without fail, Luke was on the floor, alternating between push-ups, crunches, and other twisting exercises. Like a machine, he was oiled to wake up early and prime his body.

As I counted the rounds of his muscular body moving through his reps, he primed me as well. All that fine, taut skin stretching with each flex. Nothing but a reminder of how strong and powerful the man was. The scars on his back did nothing to deter from his sexiness. Instead, they proved just how ruggedly badass he was, how fiercely he’d survive no matter what came his way.

Those arms held me. His hands stroked, teased, and caressed me. Every inch of his sinful body…it belonged to me. Or, it had for the last few nights. I shifted my hips, angling for a comfier position, and I blushed at the realization there wouldn’t be one.

I was sore. No doubt about that. Which wasn’t a surprise because, before Luke, the last time I’d had sex was years ago, what Zero and I referred to as the Silly Putty incident. So I was getting overworked with Luke. I wouldn’t complain, but I was exhausted enough this morning that I figured we could cut back.

Because we can’t walk around half-naked and screw all over the place now.

We weren’t alone. Tramer was here somewhere, unless he’d decided to ditch us in the middle of the night. If he wanted to leave and ignore everything we’d explained to him about Project Xol, I wouldn’t judge. This was some heavy shit we were stuck in.

Something told me he’d still be here, though.

And with him hanging out with us, waiting on Zero, Luke and I would have to scale back on the sex. It might have been alarming how quickly and easily we fell into screwing each other day in and out. But with the constant terror and adrenaline rushes of what we’d managed, I could view all the sex for what it was. A distraction.

A very good, enjoyable distraction.

I stared at Luke’s biceps as he pushed up. When he didn’t lower back down, I jerked at being caught red-handed. My cheeks heated as he grinned up at me.

“Keep looking at me like that and I’ll—”

“No.” I sat up and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. “No, no, no. I need a breather.”

He chuckled and resumed his push-ups as I went to put pants on. “Sore?”

I turned to smirk at him.

“I can make you feel better.”

Oh, he could. And he had. Just thinking about his mouth on me—

Stop. Being. Distracted. When it was just the two of us here, it was fine. With Tramer… I was intimidated. Should I make coffee? Ask for breakfast orders?

No. This is his house.

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