If Passion is a Powder Keg: A Friends to Enemies to Lovers Romance (Haven Book 3) by Grace LeGore

Author:Grace LeGore [LeGore, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-05T22:00:00+00:00

For a split second, I forget what happened earlier tonight. I freeze, thinking Luke’s about to disappear like he does in my dreams, or worse, walk out and not look back.

The moment passes. We slump on our sides. He rearranges our limbs so we’re entangled with each other, my face pressed against his chest, his legs wound around mine.

“I missed you,” I mumble against his skin. He knows, but I need to say it again.

He strokes a hand across the nobs of my spine, trailing up towards my shoulder blades. “Me too, roses. Me too.”

We lay like that for a while, recuperating in a state of contentedness. As I’m on the cusp of falling back to sleep, he does the opposite. Rousing, he extricates himself, then pads into the bathroom.

I brace myself again, but he’s back in a few seconds. In his hand is a towel. He wipes me down softly, kissing along the insides of my wrists, my thighs, reigniting a fire in me.

Then there’s hands at the crooks of my elbows and behind my knees. He lifts me from the bed, carrying me into the bathroom.

More kisses—slow ones that trail from my throat, to my jaw, and my lips. Like we have all the time in the world. I banish the thought, rubbing my nakedness against his. He turns the knob for the shower, twists our bodies from the blast, and raises my leg so it wraps around his hips.

“Luke.”

Soap suds run down my legs, though he’s the only one putting in any effort on that front. The sensation of fingers running through my hair, massaging my scalp with shampoo, makes me half-catatonic.

He enters me with the same slowness as the way he runs his tongue along mine, the way he teased me from my dream not too long ago.

Rocking into me with shallow, unhurried thrusts, Luke palms my ass cheeks. While I’m half-awake, he shows no signs of fatigue, but restraint. He can tell that I’m reaching my limit, and handles me accordingly.

The bathroom fills with steam, clouding the mirror, but if I concentrate hard enough, I can watch the flex of his hips as he fucks into me.

Water streams down his back, accentuating the breadth of his shoulders and definition in his muscles.

I love this man.

I love him, and I can’t keep him, so I drink him in while I can.

We come at the same time, me clenching over his cock, milking him with a squeal.

By the time he has me wrapped in a towel, I can’t stave sleep off anymore. The last thing I see is him hefting me in his arms so he can carry us back to bed.

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