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Part 25

Lucas let himself into his home quietly, forcing a brain muddled by lack of sleep and other things to remember the alarm codes to allow his entry without setting off sirens. He'd pushed himself mercilessly for the last fourteen hours so he could finish his shooting early and come home.

Lucas went straight to his room and flopped himself on his bed. Tomorrow, Riley would learn what he had planned for them.

…..

Lucas looked up when Riley entered the dining room. He stood politely and pulled the chair out from the table.

He smiled at her as took her seat. "Good morning."

"Good morning."

"Did you get to speak with Thor?" Lucas asked.

"Yes."

"How did it go?" he asked, sounding genuinely interested.

"As well as it can be."

"I need to go out of town and I want you along," Lucas affirmed in a voice that brooked no argument.

"When do you plan to go?" she asked.

"Today. We should be back within a couple of days."

"Okay."

"Will you be ready after lunch?"

"Sure."

…..

They've been driving for over an hour when Riley asked, "Where are we going?"

"Tagaytay."

She spent most of the journey looking out of the window. Now they were driving through the city and out again, taking a country road leading to a village, then turning into a lane lined with various trees. After half a mile the house came into view, a huge, gracious two-storyed country home.

The entrance to the house lay through an arched corridor where the walls were inlaid with mosaics, and the ceiling adorned with detailed carpentry. At first sight it was so impressive as to be almost forbidding, but as they went deeper inside the atmosphere became more homely, until finally they came to the living room where Riley grasped.

Through the large window she can see the spectacular view of a lake. She'd heard of this place. Right by the lake is a volcano within a volcano. The scenery is picture perfect.

"This is beautiful," she said slowly.

"It is isn't it? I'll just bring our bags upstairs. Feel free to look around."

While Lucas was gone Riley did look around the room, going from one photograph to another. She heard a step, and the next moment he was in the room holding two glasses of wine and wave her to a chair, but then said nothing. She could sense his unease.

"You've been awfully quiet," he said.

"Have I?"

He shot her a sharp look, "What's going on?"

"Nothing. You're being overly suspicious," she said.

He threw himself into a chair, frowning.

"Are you filming a scene here in Tagaytay?"

"No. I needed a break," he said wryly.

"Is there something wrong?"

When he didn't answer she looked up, to find his gaze fixed on her face. She felt surrounded by him. He overwhelmed her with the sheer force of his personality and his intense masculine strength.

Panic knotted deep in her belly, warring with another primal instinct—passion. Something vital had changed. Now, for the first time, she knew what it was to want a man. Really want, with every fibre of her body.

His stare was so steady, so intense that Riley shivered, wondering what he was thinking. His face was so still she could discern no expression.

Lucas rose to his feet, "Come I'll show you to your room."

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They scaled the stairs quietly. He opened the door of the first bedroom. Riley eyed her bag in the corner right away.

"Get some rest and I'll see you later," he pressed his lips to her in a chaste kiss.

"Okay," she whispered.

He kissed her again, and this time she responded with generosity, parting her lips further so he could find his way inside.

He kissed her, tasting her mouth that had haunted his dreams for far too long. She moaned softly against his lips. He deepened the kiss with passion he hadn't felt for too damn long. She tasted perfect, she felt perfect, and he craved her like he'd never craved a woman before.

He made a feral sound low in his throat that sent shivers throughout her body, and pulled her forward. His hand came around her and pressed against her tailbone, bringing her into intimate contact with his lower body. She felt his rigid length hard against her belly.

Some small part of her sanity remained and the muffled voice of reason asked her what she thought she was doing, but she had no answer. Because she was at a turning point in her life. He was the only man she'd ever wanted enough to forget about caution and take a chance. She knew that if she hadn't chosen him to be her first lover she'd have regretted it for the rest of her life.

Lucas broke the kiss and looked down at her, the angles of his face drawn with an emotion she did not recognize, "I want you."

"Riley?"

"What?" she forced out of a throat dry with desire.

"Tell me what you want."

She didn't want to hold back any longer. Not tonight. "I want you too, Lucas."

His body shuddered and he was silent for a long moment. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

He kissed her then, a soft claiming of her lips that left her wanting more when he broke the kiss to guide her towards the bed. He pulled off his clothes. She couldn't help looking at what he had revealed, her gaze drawn as powerfully as if controlled by an outside force. And it was...his overt sexiness. He was so incredibly attractive. Every part of him.

Daunting, too. He was so very much a man. He walked towards her.

Lucas ran a fingertip from the rapid pulse in her neck down over the curve of her breast and then circled one hard tip before brushing directly over it. She gasped, her hands clenching at her sides.

He helped her out of her sun dress. He came down beside her, his hand touching her thigh and she sucked in a shocked breath. The intimacy was so new.

He laid his hand on her shoulder, brushing her collar bone with his thumb, his eyes devouring her like a hungry tiger. He kissed along her jaw. His lips played with the corner of hers, his tongue darting out to taste her in a way that made her shiver. She turned and gave him her mouth. She held nothing back and the kiss turned carnal, its heat scorching her nerve endings into blazing life.

Lucas touched her while their lips were locked in the sensual battle toward pleasure. His hands laid claim to every inch of her flesh. She caressed him up and down and groaned against her lips, kissing her again with rapacious desire.

He let her explore, guiding her hand when she grew shy. Each touch made his body rigid with vibrating tension.

Lucas pulled her hand away. "That's enough," he growled.

He entered her in a slow glide that teased her with what would come while he filled her completely. An explosion of unbelievable pleasure suddenly splintered into pain, and her sharp cry caused him to still instantly.

Pain and embarrassment mingled in equal measure and for a moment Riley dug her nails hard into his shoulders, afraid to move in case moving made it worse. And then suddenly the pain was gone and there was only pleasure, she began to move under him, needing more than the tantalizing slowness of his tender possession.

He was not slow to take the hint, he set a pace that soon had her writhing in renewed pre-orgasmic bliss. His mouth slammed over hers and swallowed the scream she could not stifle. He went rigid above her, arms tightening around her with passionate force as he found completion inside her.

Lucas collapsed. The weight of his body should have been uncomfortable, but instead it felt right. Wonderful in fact. He nuzzled her neck. "You are perfect."

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