Come Away with Me (With Me in Seattle, #1)(92)

He suddenly lifts me, and I wrap my legs around him as he twirls and rushes over to the dining table. He sets me down on it and pulls my jeans over my hips as I raise them and down my legs, taking my underwear with them.

He pulls his shirt over his head, not bothering with the buttons and pushes his soft blue jeans down around his thighs.

“I can’t get enough of you.” He covers me with his torso, his hands in my hair and face buried in my neck, kissing and suckling my sensitive skin.

“I don’t want you to get enough of me.” I wrap my legs around his hips and he slides inside me, all the way to root of his cock and I clench around him.

He grips my right hand in his left one and pulls it above my head and begins to move, in and out of me, at a steady pace.

“It makes me so hard to watch you eat. Your sweet mouth is the sexiest aphrodisiac I’ve ever seen.” His lips find mine and I’m lost in his words, in his body moving so gracefully and surely above mine.

I run my hand down his back to his tight ass and hold on tight as he increases the pace.

“Oh, God,” I moan.

“Look at me,” he growls and my eyes meet his. “I want to watch you come.”

Fuck.

And that’s all it takes to send me over the edge. He slams into me twice, then stills and bites his lip as he erupts inside me.

“God, Nat, you’re going to kill me.”

He kisses me gently, then pulls out of me, helping me up off the hard table.

“I can’t help it that you have a food fetish.” I slap his naked ass and collect my clothes on the way to the bathroom to clean up and get dressed.

When I join him in the kitchen, he’s fully dressed and has more pancakes cooking on the griddle.

I kiss his cheek and resume cutting up the fruit.

“I have to go to L.A. next week.”

Luke flips his pancakes and turns to me.

“Why?”

I

finish

stemming

the

strawberries and move on to the peaches.

“I have a meeting that I need to be there for in person. I should only be gone one night.”

“Oh, okay.” I frown. This will be the first night we’ve spent apart since our magical night at the vineyard.

“Come with me,” he suggests.

“I can’t. I’m still catching up with clients from our vacation. I’m booked solid next week.” I toss a pit in the garbage and grab another peach.

“It’s just one night.” He murmurs and I realize he’s standing behind me. I’m suddenly feeling vulnerable, and I don’t know why. It’s just one night! Surely I can get through one night without him.

I turn and smile brightly, not wanting him to see my insecurity. “It’ll be fine.

What day are you leaving?”

“Early morning Wednesday. I’ll be home Thursday around noon.”

“That’s a long meeting.” I raise my eyebrows.

“I’m going to pack a few meetings in there, since I’ll be there anyway. Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

“Of course. I love you, but I think I can survive without you for one night.

Jules and I’ll have a girl’s night.”

“Okay.” He kisses my nose and returns to his pancakes and slips some bacon into the oven.

“What are we going to do about all the flowers outside?” I ask, changing the subject.

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t you want to eat out on the deck?”

“No, we’ll eat in here. We can bring them in if you like.”

I walk over to the glass door and gaze out at my beautiful flowers, trying to shake my melancholy mood now that I know Luke will be leaving overnight next week.

“They’re beautiful. I don’t know where we’ll put them all.”

“Leave them for now, and we’ll figure it out later.”

“Okay.” I set the large dining room table for six, pour orange juice and coffee into carafes and set them on the table as the doorbell rings.

“I’ll get it.” Luke flashes me a smile and I relax a bit, excited to see his parents and give them their gifts.

“Hello, darling.” Lucy kisses Luke’s cheek and comes into the great room.

Neil and Mark follow with Samantha bringing up the rear.

They’ve obviously spent a lot of time in Luke’s home. They’re comfortable moving around the space, and I stand back for a moment, enjoying the view of Luke with his family.

My family now.

“Everyone, I’d like to introduce you to my beautiful fiancé, Natalie.” I laugh as Luke joins me and kisses my hand.

“Yes,” I say dryly, “We’ve met.”

“Oh, Natalie, I’m so excited that you’re going to be a part of our family.”

Lucy hugs me tight and I blink back the sudden tears that threaten.

“Thank you.”

“And here I thought you’d choose the right brother.” Mark shakes his head ruefully and pretends to pout.

“I did.” I laugh at his stricken face and give him a quick hug. “Don’t pout.

We’ll find you a good girl.”


Mark laughs and heads for the kitchen to steal a piece of bacon. “No need.