Page 42 of Night Fury
“If you push it, sunflower, I will take you into the nearest room and spank that gorgeous ass of yours. This is your only warning.”
She blushed before replying,“That isn’t much of a warning when you were already planning on getting me alone.”
He smirked into her hair.“Keep being a cheeky brat and I’ll make sure everyone at this party hears you scream when I fuck you.”
Her blush darkened.“Shut up! I can’t concentrate when you do that.”
Luke chuckled but did as she said. He held her closer while he felt the pressure of her magic. It flitted, dancing around them like a ballerina for several seconds. Then the pressure eased to something of a tingle at the back of his mind, and he knew that was her net.
A few moments later Johanna’s face lit up in delight. “There, it’s done. It isn’t much, but hopefully it will be enough to help the two of you have a good time tonight.”
Dani and Johanna shared a hug. “Thank you so much.”
“Of course!” Johanna smiled.
Luke wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “Now if you excuse us, I need to have a word with my mate.”
Johanna’s eyes widened and she blushed again, making Dani and Greg laugh before Luke led her away and made good on his promise.
* * *
“Luke!” Johanna yelled, laughing as he closed the door to their house behind them. “Put me down!”
He smacked her ass, making her yelp. He did it again, then squeezed and caressed her flesh. The sting coupled with his touch made her moan. She tried to shift off his shoulder once more, but he held her steady.
“What was it you were saying, sunflower?” Luke stepped into the kitchen, “Ah, that’s right. Something about putting you down.” He jumped, making her stomach free fall as she screamed from the movement, then he set her onto the counter.
“Luke!” She laughed, bracing his shoulders. “Would you stop tossing me around like a rag doll?”
“It’s about time you get used to it, sunflower. Now open up and feed me that pussy, baby.” He tapped her knees. “I’m hungry.”
A shudder ran through her. There was nothing she could do but obey him when he spoke to her like that. She spread her legs wide to accommodate him. Luke cupped the back of her knees and pulled her to the edge of the counter as he pressed his body against hers.
They attacked each other in an instant. His mouth descended on hers and she pulled at him, wrapping her legs around his waist, keeping him where she wanted him. A low rumble left his throat as he pressed his hips into hers and ground against her already wet core.
Johanna moaned into his mouth and shoved his jacket off him, elated that she was one step closer to having his flesh against hers, but frantic and needy to have more.
Luke broke the kiss. He licked and nipped down her neck, sucking on her skin as his hands roamed up her back. “I like this dress on you,” he said in a gravely whisper, “but if you don’t tell me how to get it off, I’ll rip it to shreds.”
“Neanderthal,” she gasped.
Luke aligned his erection, pressing hard against her core as he rocked their hips. “Five seconds,” he warned.
“It’s on the side!”
Luke hiked her dress up and she lifted her hips, jerking against him as her bare bottom hit the cold counter.
“Good girl,” he growled, and her thighs clenched around him.
Luke found the closure and opened it, helping Johanna to pull the material over her head. He paused as she sat nearly naked on the counter, the same glorious, adoring gaze filling his eyes. He took her in, looking over every bit of her skin as if he were memorizing her body. “I will never get enough of you.”
Then he was on her.
Her bra was tossed away and his lips replaced the fabric, licking, sucking, and biting her flesh. She arched into his embrace. Her hands slid down his chest, pulling up at his tucked shirt until it was free. Then she reached for his belt and unbuckled it. Undoing the button underneath, she carefully unzipped his pants around his engorged cock.
He hissed, then yanked her hands away and pinned them behind her. She moaned, jerking and struggling to get free.
Luke raked his teeth over her nipple, causing her to gasp and her toes to curl in her heels. “I need to taste you first.”
