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over. Eve had hung around for a while but quickly discovered she couldn’t handle him going off for a week at a time or all the overtime he put in getting the books up to scratch.
    How would he ever erase the memory of Sophie’s sweet little breasts in his hands?
    Damn, now he was as hard as a rock.
    “Luke?” Her voice tickled his ear, and he realized she’d moved even closer. And now her leg was snaking between his.
    “Yeah?”
    “You asleep?”
    He chuckled. “No.”
    “I don’t want to mess things up for you.”
    “What do you mean?” He gulped as the hand on his chest traced lazy circles across his skin.
    “I want you,” she whispered. “I know you said you can’t…and I’m glad you’re not the kind of guy who sleeps with anyone…but I want you. I’m not sure I can stand another four days without knowing.”
    His heart stopped, then smashed against his ribs. “Knowing what?” he grated out.
    “Knowing what it feels like to have you hard inside of me,” she spilled out.
    “Damn, woman,” Luke groaned. “Do you realize what you’re doing to me?”
    “What am I doing to you?”
    He snatched her hand and flattened it against his throbbing cock.
    “Oh.”
    “Yeah.”
    Gentle fingers curled around the fabric of his briefs, tracing the shape of him. He hissed as blood roared in his ears. Oh God, he was in trouble.
    Abruptly, he rolled over, pinning Sophie beneath him. She gasped but caught on quickly, hooking her legs around his hips and rubbing herself against him. Luke clasped her face and claimed a brutal kiss, plundering her mouth until she was breathless.
    Adrenaline thundered through him as he fumbled down between them to work on the buttons of her pajamas. Some cotton type ones, he concluded. He longed to reach up and turn on the little battery-powered light so he could see but he couldn’t bring himself to break away from her.
    Finally parting the cotton, he spread a hand across her breasts and traced the indent of her ribs to her stomach. So soft, so fragile. Sophie moaned as he slipped a hand beneath her pajama bottoms. A small voice in the back of his head warned him to take it slow but it was quickly drowned out by his craving for her. Swiftly pressing into her wet heat, they both groaned as she closed in over his fingers.
    He worked in and out of her pussy quickly, the scent of arousal filling the small tent, and she trembled and pulsed in response. With his thumb rubbing at her clit, Luke felt the beginnings of her climax already stirring.
    “You are so hot, sweetheart,” he told her as he nipped at her neck and shoulders. Though unable to see her properly, each little reaction, each small sound of pleasure filled him with pride. She was so damned responsive.
    “Luke, I can’t wait. Please,” she begged.
    With a growl, he thrust her bottoms down and off, and swiftly removed his briefs, flinging them God knows where. Her nails dug into his ass as she coaxed him forward.
    “Shit!”
    “What is it?” Sophie asked.
    “I haven’t got any protection.”
    “I have.” Luke heard the embarrassment in her voice. “In my pajamas.”
    “Shit.” He felt around for her pajamas, shouting out in victory as he found them and rummaged in the pockets.
    Quickly ripping open the condom packet, he sheathed himself and smoothed his hands down her thighs, enjoying the feel of her supple skin.
    “What are you doing carrying around condoms?” he asked lightly as he eased her legs around him once more and teased her channel with his erection. She was hot and wet and so ready.
    “Just. In. Case,” she forced out between deep gasps as he pushed into her entrance.
    With one swift, smooth lunge, he was buried inside her. “Damn, Soph.”
    Luke’s thoughts went a little hazy as he got used to the sensation and she rocked up against him. Her body welcomed his cock as if made just for him. She fit perfectly around him, her pert breasts prodding his chest.
    Sophie gripped his ass again.