Luke knew his wife looked hot. She was beautiful and soft and completely desirable.He imagined his wedding night over and over in his head as Allie walked down the aisle to him. He imagined it would be like this....He pulled her into his arms and kissed her and he heard the gasping little sound she made as she caught hold of his shoulders. He kissed her for a long time, until she started to relax—until she began to press herself against his body and the barrier of their clothes suddenly seemed like something he couldn’t endure for a second longer. He led her over to the bed and sat her down on the edge, before getting down on his knees in front of her.‘What are you doing?’ she joked weakly as he began to unstrap one of her shoes. ‘Oh, yes.’ She tipped her head back and expelled a breath as he started rubbing the pad of his thumb over her instep. He removed both shoes and peeled off her silvery wedding dress before laying her back on the bed and kicking off his shoes and socks. H

Holding her down, he pushed her lips firmly apart, stroking her tongue with his own. He lured her, enticed her, until suddenly she realized she was kissing him back. Moments later—or maybe hours—he lifted his head. But she didn’t have time to catch her breath as he moved down her body. His soft, wet mouth wrapped around her hard, aching nipple, and pleasure ripped through her.She swallowed, squeezing her eyes shut, gasping beneath the sensual wet swirl of his mouth. His hands slowly stroked her hips. Her thighs. The tender skin between them.He straightened from the bed and slowly slid her panties over her thighs, down her legs, before tossing them to the floor.She was completely naked now, spread-eagle across his enormous bed.“You—frigid!” he muttered almost angrily. “What fool convinced you of that!”He dropped his trousers and silk boxers to the floor. He sprang out, thick and hard and unrestrained.She looked at Adam’s naked, powerful body in the moonlight and couldn’t look awa

Moments passed before he opened his eyes. Rolling off her, he pulled her back against his chest, cuddling her into his arms. She nestled her cheek against his shoulder. He kissed the top of her head. “Wife.”“Husband,” she whispered shyly. Her cheeks burned a little at the memory of how brazen she’d been. But he seemed to approve. He looked at her lazily beneath heavy-lidded eyes.“It’s just the start.”And so it was. If the first wedding had been disappointing, because she’d been too mad at him to enjoy it, then their honeymoon, she would reflect later, was the most perfect, most romantic week of her life.After they slept in each other’s arms, they made love again, then slept some more. When morning light came through the windows, they ordered breakfast in bed from room service, trays of waffles with powdered sugar and maple syrup, grits, fresh fruit, fried eggs with eye-watering red-hot pepper sauce, fresh-squeezed orange juice, and smooth chicory coffee with cream and sugar.When

It was finally time to go back after several days of enjoyable honeymoon. Luke and Allie still couldn't keep their hands off eachother as the chauffeur drove them home and when they got home, they couldn't continue from where they stopped. Allie couldn’t seem to move. Not only couldn’t, but didn’t want to, despite the undeniable thrum of danger in the air and the sense that something momentous was about to happen. She just wanted to sit there, drowning in the smoky grey light from his eyes and letting his velvety voice wash over her. Luke could see the urgent flicker of a pulse beating at the base of her neck.there was something else he could see in her eyes and that something was desire—a sexual hunger which surely matched the one which was pulsing around his veins. It had been present from the moment they’d met and now it was plainer than ever.She wanted the man she was married to, he realised—and yet he wanted her.He shook his head slightly, knowing what he should do. He sho

Helplessly, Allie writhed beneath the featherlight accuracy of his tongue, scarcely able to believe that it could get any better. But it did. It was getting better all the time. It was so good that she felt as if she were going to faint with pleasure. She bit back a cry of disbelief mingled with joy, and just as her body started convulsing he pressed his lips against her pulsating core. Bunching up her fist, she dug her teeth hard into her fingers and bit on them as the flick of his tongue intensified the blistering sensations. One delicious spasm was followed by another and never had she felt quite so vulnerable—or so powerful—as she did in that moment. Time stretched and suspended and she found herself strangely reluctant to float back down to earth.The only thing she was experiencing right now was a warm anticipation as he moved to lie on top of her. His flesh was silky and hard. She could feel the muscled weight of his body and his satin tip nudging against the core he had just k