Page 37 of Urban Justice

Chapter 16

Heavy.Sloane felt so heavy, and sated and peaceful, and the incredibly novel sensation should’ve frightened her, but it didn’t. There was no need to open her eyes to feel that part of the sensation was due to a man whose scent filled her nose and whose heat seeped down through her bones.

How many times had she had woken on the complete opposite of that scale? Weary, uncomfortable, itching to be somewhere else to the point where she’d checked the window for a way out.

Her body felt sore too, but Melina had worked her magic to alleviate the worst of it.

The softest breath fanning her stomach made her open her eyes to see that sunlight had come and gone and that her world was in darkness again, but this time, she wasn’t alone.

Her hands went to the mop of brown hair, stroking the wayward strands, not quite willing to wake him yet. She touched the beard that had chaffed the inside of her thighs, neck, and so many other spots on her body. The sensations lingered in her mind, etched on her skin. The man was lethal, both when he took her like a savage, or devoured her like he had all the time in the world.

What stunned her even more was that hunger had gnawed at her the same way, and for the first time, it didn’t dim with the fog of awakening.

Luke had a muscled arm over her hips, his knees against hers. The hold was loose, but his strength was hovering, telling her that if she dared move, he’d bring her back into his grasp. It made her smile, her fingertips gently scratching his scalp. She must have done something right, as the man in her arms emitted a rumble of approval.

“Best morning ever.” His voice was rough and content.

“It’s no longer morning, lover boy. I don’t even think it’s considered day anymore.”

He grunted, but didn’t shift, so she continued playing with his hair. If she were honest with herself, she hadn’t experienced this intimacy where two lovers lay there, without the need to talk or to do a repeat of the previous sexual exploits.

“I don’t care if it’s day, night, or the second coming. I’m not moving from where I am until you tell me to.”

Sloane felt the same way, and despite the addictive warmth and steadiness, she knew the bubble they were in couldn’t last forever. Reality would burst it soon.

“I smell burning rubber.”

His words didn’t make sense, and as it was impossible to see the expression on his face, the only other solution was to ask. “What?”

Luke pushed himself up so he could look at her face. “What I meant was that I could hear the wheels turning in your head. You’re thinking awfully hard.”

Her hand went to the reddish gash on his forehead. “You shouldn’t have removed the bandage. Does it hurt?”

He only kissed her stomach lightly. “It was soaked. It doesn’t hurt. If it becomes a problem, I’ll ask Melina for a new one.”

“Can you not say the name of another woman when you’re naked in bed with me?”

Those deep eyes assessed her before his beard split with a grin. “Why does it bother you?”

With no intention of answering that question, Sloane angled her head. “I was being serious. How’s your head?”

Luke began by kissing his way up her stomach to her breasts. When he flicked her nipple, she found it amazing how he could change her mind in less than a second.

He abandoned her breasts, going down again. “As you seem to be in an awful mood, maybe we could start clarifying where we are. And who the two people I met last night are, including the ravishing Melina.”

Sloane wanted to push him away but how his tongue swirled on her hip bone convinced her to give him another chance, especially since his mouth sent delicious tremors up and down her spine.

His hands slid down her legs, pushing them open. “I think you should start explaining.” Before his words made their way through the fog of lust to her brain, his tongue snaked through her folds, making her restless. “I hear moans but not words.”

When he flicked her clit, Sloane bowed. “Come on, you’re not going to torture information out of me, are you?”

Another flick, another moan, and lust rose quickly inside her.

“Lady, I’m already deep in your secrets, and they’ll be safe with me.”

Her hands went to his head and fisted his hair to make him look up at her. “Come here. You don’t have to torture me for basic information. I don’t know if I’ll be able to answer all your questions, but I’ll do my best.”

Something relaxed in him when he retraced his path and came to lie beside her. “I’m all ears.”