“Or else something.”
Biting back a smile, I worked the button and zipper free, then wiggled out of them until they were around my ankles.
“I like this game,” Luke breathed, a grin stretching from one ear to the other. “I like this game a lot.”
“Of course you do. We’re playing it on a baseball field.”
Like he was reminded of our environment, his eyes wandered back to the stands. They were empty. “Take off the rest,” he ordered when his search was done.
My arms wound behind my back, waiting.
“Or else I’ll tear them off myself.”
“As tempting as that is, this is my favorite, and one of my only matching, bra and underwear, so I’ll take care of the removal to keep things civilized.”
“That’s the only civilized thing you’ll be having from here on,” he growled, adjusting himself as I let my bra fall down my arms and onto the grass.
“Looking forward to it.” I worked my underwear down as I kept moving toward him.
Now that I was all the way naked with one thing on both of our minds, he wasn’t checking the stands anymore. They could have suddenly filled to capacity and he wouldn’t have noticed, judging by the look on his face.
“You know we already made up, right?” He waved his finger between us.
“This isn’t make-up sex.” I shook my head, moving closer. “This is I’m-sorry-for-being-such-a-crazy-insane-nut sex.”
Half of his face pinched together. “You were especially crazy.”
“And I plan on especially saying I’m sorry for that.”
Luke shifted. “Saying?”
My smile tipped up on one side. “Well, expressing just how very sorry I am.”
“I am here for your expressing pleasure.” He held his arms out and did a spin.
The moment he was facing me again, I leapt into his arms. He caught me like he was expecting it, his lips finding mine.
Luke kissed me softly for a minute, like he was trying to prove that even though I was naked in his arms and ready for the rest, he was content with and capable of just kissing. He spun me around slowly, the lights from the stadium seeming to wink down at us.
“I thought I’d lost you,” he whispered as his forehead pressed into mine.
“No.” I closed my eyes and breathed him in. “I just had to find myself again first.”
Backing up until we were straddling home plate, his arms tightened around my back. “I need you, Allie.” There was so much meaning behind those words, so much more than four words could ever hold.
“You have me,” I promised.
“All of you this time?”
When my eyes opened, I found his waiting for mine. Trust was as much something you gave a person as they earned it. Luke had earned every bit of mine, and I was finally ready to give all I had. “All of me all of the time.”
My answer was barely out before his mouth was on me again, but his restraint was gone. His hands lowered down my back to start working his pants loose, but the urgency of our mouths seemed to impair his coordination. He stumbled back a step but wasn’t able to catch himself before we landed on the ground with a couple of surprised grunts.
“Shit, are you okay?” Luke dusted off my knees , which were still pinned around his lap, as he sat up.
My hands finished what his had started, lowering his zipper just enough to free him. I didn’t slow down or take time to stretch out the moment. I needed him, all of him, but this part in particular right now.
When I slid down him, his head rolled back.
“I’m okay,” I breathed, giving myself a second to enjoy the feeling of oneness. Sex with Luke had been many things, from filthy to redefining, but the one thing it had always been was transcendent.
Lifting, I slowly lowered my lap back over his. With a moan, he fell the rest of the way back. A small cloud of dust erupted behind him. His hands moved to my hips, gripping them as he moved below me. His hips thrust into me, making my body tremble with each thrust.
I was making love with Luke Archer in the middle of a baseball field. How did a person top this? But looking into his face as my body moved above his, I knew there’d be no end to these kinds of experiences. With someone like Luke, every day was an adventure. It was a journey I was looking forward to.
“This is the fucking best thing I’ve ever done in my life,” Luke growled right before spinning me over so I was the one on my back. “But I want to be right here”—his face lowered to mine, his hips rocking into me from above, sending me closer—“looking into your eyes when I feel you come undone.”
Curling his hand behind my side, he grabbed a chunk of my backside, riding me harder. “I want to be inside of you when I come.” His other hand cradled my head to keep it from continuing to hit the ground. “Do you want the same?”