“Christ, Vi,” he groans with a stiff, husky voice.
He plunges his finger deep inside me…as far as he can from this angle and, oh my God, does it feel incredible. I pump my hips like a wanton sex siren, calling him inside of me, aching for him to continue his quest. He honours my call. He pushes a second finger in me and I turn to bite down on his shoulder, overcome by the deliciousness of his touch. He pumps in and out in steady, purposeful swells. My breathing turns laboured and frenzied as he works me closer and closer to climax. Desperate for something to do with my hands, I reach out and touch his huge, firm bulge concealed beneath the tight denim.
He grabs my wrist with his other hand. “There’s time for that later,” he croaks.
“I want you, Hayden,” I say, my eyes opening and landing on his, which were already watching me with a sexy, thinly-veiled intensity that I feel everywhere. The connection between us feels electric and, oddly, tears prick my eyes at the powerful force being transferred between us right now.
Suddenly, my body distracts me from my emotions as his finger twists to a location that has me toppling over the edge. I throw my arm over my face and silently scream with wild, orgasmic conviction as I feel the climax reach every single inch of my body.
“We need to leave,” Hayden says, yanking his hand from between my legs. He snatches my jacket off my lap and covers himself while hauling me up from my seat. My legs feel like gelatin as I tug my dress down and he guides me through the darkened theatre toward the green exit sign.
My mind is in a complete fog, so I’m surprised when we step out of the theatre to see that it’s completely dark out. I lose track of time so easily with Hayden.
“Fuck,” he curses quietly, taking note of the pouring rain and glancing up and down the street for a cab.
“My flat is only two blocks, Hayden.”
“It’s raining,” he says to me, obviously agitated by the situation.
“So?” I say putting my hands on my hips, feeling a bit more of my strength return in the fresh and wet London night air.
“You’re not fucking walking in the rain, Vi,” he growls in frustration, looking up and down the empty street again.
“Hayden,” I say in a warning tone, but he ignores me and pulls his phone from his pocket. “Hayden!” I exclaim, stamping my foot on the wet pavement in annoyance.
His eyes flash to my bare legs and a hardened look shutters over his face. “Bunny.”
I shake my head and begin walking backwards away from him, offering coyly, “We don’t have to walk…We can run!” I shout and turn, taking off in a dead sprint through the downpour.
“Vi!” Hayden shouts. Excitement flies through me as I feel his approaching footsteps behind me. The rain clings to my dress as I grip my clutch firmly and continue running while squinting against the heavy pelts of water. He catches up to me in seconds and shakes his head, glaring angrily at me in the rain. “You stubborn woman.” An odd smile spreads across his face as he tries to look mad, but fails. There’s those sexy crinkles again.
“It’s raining cats and dogs!” I bellow, throwing my hands out wide and smiling as if it’s just another Thursday.
He shakes his head in admonishment. “I thought you’d be faster, Bunny. You’re a Harris footballer’s daughter for Christ’s sake.”
My eyes narrow with a renewed sense of determination. I do my best to pick up the pace, but it seems useless. Hayden doesn’t even look like he’s trying. A giggle erupts from my mouth as I hear him chuckling at me.
We make it to my neighbourhood, passing the bustling Hookah Lounge, and round the corner down the alley to my flat. I fall backwards onto the brick wall beside my lift, completely drenched, and push the wet strands off my face. My chest heaves while my laughter dies down and I attempt to catch my breath. Hayden comes to a stop in front of me, propping his hands on his knees as I dig in my clutch for my keys. He watches me out of the corner of his eye. My hand freezes on my keys as our gazes lock through the sheet of rain separating us. A loud crack of thunder causes me to flinch and a huge burst of lightning illuminates the darkened alley, shedding a clear blue light on the true, unbelievable, and intensely gripping face of Hayden.
My breath is gone. Sucked straight from my lungs and slammed into my chest. Into my heart. Like a lightning bolt. He slowly stands upright. Something simmering deep and hungry in the grey pools of his eyes makes me gasp.