Overheard (Unspoken #2)(11)

If they were anywhere but at the lake on a cold night, Luke would lay her down and strip her naked. He’d get between her thighs and slide so deep into her pu**y that she wouldn’t know where he began and she ended.

With more willpower than he thought he possessed, he pulled away from her.

“Wow,” she whispered.

“Yeah, wow,” he agreed. “I had a feeling we’d be like an inferno if we ever got together.”

She stuck her hands in her pockets and looked away for a minute. Then she glanced back at him, her eyes still echoing her need. He reached out a thumb to glide over her swollen lips. Lips he wanted to devour again.

“Want to go out again tomorrow night?” she asked. “I pick the place this time.”

Luke looked at her in surprise. Was this another test?

“Okay. Sounds good to me. What time should I pick you up and what should I wear?”

“Eight o’clock and jeans and a T-shirt are fine. Don’t overdress. You’ll be getting hot.”

His body surged to attention at her words. Innocent or not, they were full of innuendo. But she didn’t elaborate, so clearly she was going to let him ponder just what it was they were doing.

Chapter Six

Gracie waited inside the door for Luke to come to the steps. He’d seemed bent on coming to get her last night, so she’d waited tonight.He mounted the steps and knocked lightly. She opened the door and bit back a smile of satisfaction at his double take.

“You look…fantastic,” he murmured.

She reached for her jacket and noted his disappointed grimace when she slid it on. “Ready?” she asked.

She grinned smugly all the way to the truck. The top she’d chosen was more suited for warmer weather. The thin straps looped over her shoulders and the built-in shelf made wearing a bra unnecessary. The material molded and cupped her br**sts like a lover. Every curve was outlined in vivid detail. She liked to call it her bitch in heat shirt. And where they were going, she planned to work up a sweat.

“So where we going?” Luke asked when they got into the truck.

“Downtown,” she said vaguely.

He looked curiously at her but started the engine and drove out of her driveway. Fifteen minutes later, they got off the freeway and headed toward the downtown section.

“Take the next left,” she directed.

They turned onto a smaller street and she pointed toward a stop sign.

“Take a right.”

She leaned forward in anticipation as she spotted the club. “Here, turn into the parking lot,” she directed.

Luke pulled in and parked then cut the engine. He looked over at her. “Rave? We’re going to Rave?”

“You don’t dance?” she asked innocently.

“I’ve been known to dance,” he said slowly.

“Then let’s go.”

She slid out of the truck and met Luke around the front. She’d shed her jacket and hopped a bit to keep warm in the cold air.

“Let’s get inside before you freeze,” Luke muttered.

As soon as they stepped inside, the fast beat of the music swelled and pounded. It vibrated the floor beneath their feet and exploded off the walls. Her pulse quickened as the beat invaded her veins.

“Let’s dance,” Luke shouted beside her.

He tugged her out toward the crowded dance floor. Couples moved and gyrated in time with the music, their bodies meshed in sensual poses.

Gracie hesitated, unsure of herself for the first time.

Luke leaned in toward her ear. “Pretend for a minute that I’m one of your boyfriends. You’ve brought me here to dance. Come on, Gracie, what would you do?”

He was taunting her, daring her. And damn it, she never backed down from a dare.

She looped her arms around his neck and swung her pelvis into his groin. She moved and swayed, getting into the heady beat. She closed her eyes and threw her head back as she rubbed her br**sts across his chest.

After a few moments, she rotated in his arms, grinding her ass into his hard cock. Oh yeah, she could feel the bulge against her behind. She leaned into him and reached up, twining her arms behind her around his neck.

She writhed against him, bumping and thumping as he moved in sync with her. His hands crept around her, moving slowly, seductively over her belly.

She shivered as a flash of need, centered in her abdomen, shot out in ten directions. Her pu**y tightened, her ni**les beaded and the hunger within her grew.

His hands moved up inching closer to her br**sts. Would he touch her in public? She knew the club goers here were about as uninhibited as they came, but she wasn’t sure if Luke would feel comfortable indulging in that sort of activity.

Then he cupped both br**sts through the thin material of her shirt and she gasped at the erotic sensation that bolted through her body. He massaged and plumped them both, lightly caressing the sensitive flesh.

One of his hands dropped, sliding down her body as the other kept kneading her breast. Lower still until his thumb brushed over her belt loop and caught there. His fingers dipped to the juncture of her thighs until he touched her pu**y through her jeans.

Her body jerked in reaction and she moaned softly. He continued to rub up and down, dipping farther between her legs. She ground her ass against his cock, her movements becoming more restless by the minute.

“Undo your jeans for me,” he said close to her ear.