“Never.” Surprise flickered in his eyes before his mask slipped back into place. “The moment you touch me, I lose myself to you, Reid.” Stretching up on her toes she placed a kiss on lips. “Every. Single. Time.”
Thunder boomed overhead as a strobe of lightning cast his animalistic features in a pattern of shadows and highlights revealing his intent. She only had a moment to prepare and then his mouth descended quicker than a viper strike and just as deadly.
She moaned and opened to him, reveling in the hot swirls of his tongue as his hands palmed her ass and pulled her in hard against his rigid cock straining behind his zipper. Arching into him she tried to obliterate every air molecule that separated them, needing as much contact with him as possible for fear she’d die without it.
He slipped a hand between them, moved her panties aside, and thrust two fingers deep inside. She broke their kiss, unable to stop herself from crying out to the storm above as the sudden intrusion rocked her to her core.
“Goddamn it, Luce,” he said gruffly. “I love that you’re always so wet for me. I’ve never felt anything so tight and hot. I want to live inside of you and never leave.”
Speech was impossible, so she made do with a pleading whimper and a roll of her hips to try and get him to move. It worked, but not how she’d meant it to. Instead of fingering her like she thought he’d planned, he pulled completely out and left her empty.
“Reid, please…”
“Don’t worry, baby, it’s only for a second.” She watched as he ripped the fly of his jeans open and pushed them down enough to release his erection. Long and thick, ridged with veins and capped with the smooth, round head, she had a sudden desire to drop to her knees and take him in her mouth, but he didn’t give her the chance.
Digging his fingers into the flesh of her cheeks, he hoisted her up, deftly moved her underwear aside, and drove himself in to the hilt. Lucie buried her face in his neck and clamped down on her bottom lip as darts of pleasure shot through her center. Immediately he retreated and thrust forward, setting a feverish pace that felt necessary for their survival.
The mineral scents of wet stone mixed with the floral scent of her drenched hair and the spicy cologne on Reid’s shirt. The sounds of rumbling clouds and rain pelting the world around them wrapped them in an elemental cocoon and almost made her believe they were the only two people on earth.
His mouth ravaged her lips, her jawline, her throat, her shoulder. The tips of his fingers gripped at the edges of where he penetrated her, his large hands spreading her apart to allow him as deep as he could go.
She dug her nails into his nape, mimicking the bite of the bricks at her back. Rain streamed down their faces, yet they didn’t blink as they stared into each other’s eyes, connecting their souls as he connected their bodies. In a million years she could never think of another man when she was with Reid. She wasn’t capable of thinking at all when she was in his arms.
Everything melted away except this moment, this man who had the power to consume her until nothing mattered but the way he filled her, stretched her…completed her.
All too fast she felt her climax bearing down on her. She didn’t want this to end. She wanted it to go on forever. Clenching her teeth she tried to hold it back, but it kept building and building.
“Let it go, baby. I want to feel you squeezing my cock. Come for me,” he growled.
In another half a dozen strokes his teeth clamped down where her neck met her shoulder and she lost her last thread of control. They came together in a cataclysmic explosion. He roared like the feral beast he’d become in the dark alley as he spilled his hot seed into her clenching sex.
Lucie shattered into a million pieces, dancing in the thunderous clouds above for a time before falling with the rain back to earth…back to Reid.
When they’d caught their breath, he gently lowered her to the ground, keeping his arms around her until he was sure her legs would hold. He cupped her cheek, kissed her lips, and said, “Let’s go home and get you out of the rain, hmm?”
She gave him a small smile and nodded. “What about the drawing? It’ll get ruined in the rain.”
“We can leave it here and pick it up another day. Come on. I’ll get you into a hot shower and then into bed.”
She arched a saucy eyebrow in his direction. “You didn’t get enough just now?”
Grinning he said, “I don’t think I could ever get enough of you, Lucie, but no, that’s not what I meant. I want to take you back, take care of you, and tuck you into your warm bed so I can hold you until the sun comes up.”
“Oh.” A sarcastic retort. A perverted line. An unsavory joke. Any of those things would’ve been the response she expected from him. But never something that made her insides turn to complete mush.
He locked the studio, kissed the top of her head, and tucked her into his side as they made their way back to the car.
Was it possible to physically feel the moment you lost your heart to someone? Because Lucie was fairly sure she’d just lost hers, and the spot where it should have been literally hurt.