When Lucas turned away, I bit the bullet. Pulling my shirt over my head and lowering my jeans, I stood only in my underwear. In that moment, with the moon shining its silver essence, the smell of pine in the air and a chill tingling my skin, I felt liberated. The freest I had ever felt. Unclasping my bra, I tossed it to the side before pulling down my panties.
“Beautiful,” I heard Lucas murmur in a quietly husky voice. My heart pounded with an unexplored emotion, a pulse between my legs filling me with desire. There was no mistaking the craving on Lucas’s face, even in the darkness. His eyes scanned my nudity, drinking me in. He made me feel empowered, adored.
“Here,” Lucas said, holding out his hand. He helped me up the step and into the hot water. Lowering myself down, still clasping his hand, I pulled him into the middle of the tub and wrapped my legs around his waist. Lucas’s hardness pressed against my clit and I shivered in response, feeling the overwhelming urge to take it further. My nipples teased on his smooth chest, lips only inches away from tasting, claiming. Hooking my arms around his neck, I pulled him close, foreheads touching.
“You have no idea how much I dreamed of this moment, Gemma.” Lucas’s hands snaked through my long hair, holding my head in place. Closing the space, our lips connected in a kiss that was long overdue. He kissed me passionately, deepening as I groaned against his mouth. The roughness of his beard was a pleasurable pain. A pain I welcomed.
It was everything I’d ever dreamed it to be and more. He tasted of sweet wine, lips soft yet demanding.
We broke apart, panting, relishing a moment we’d both wondered about for so long. I was overcome with lust and a love I’d always shared for this man. With the fog gracefully circling us, Lucas hooked a hand under my ass and lifted me. I could feel his cock at my opening, teasing and tempting.
“You sure?”
I was growing lightheaded with need. “More than sure.”
Gripping my waist, he kissed me hard while pushing me down over his thick length. His cock broke through me, a cry escaping my lips as I molded around him.
He too groaned, savoring the sensation, lips trailing a path down my neck. I rocked back and forth, grinding slowly, my clit throbbing in delight. Water splashed just under my breasts. Lucas kneaded my ass cheek with one hand and tantalized my nipple with the other. My head lolled back, the full moon in sight as the pressure overcame me.
Releasing, I cried his name, clenching around Lucas’s cock as I rode the wave of climax. My clit was screaming in ecstasy, finally satisfied but yearning for more of Lucas Carter.
His muscled arms pulled me in close, our tongues dancing a slow rhythm.
“I’m sorry,” I murmured against his lips.
“Why?”
“I couldn’t hold back.”
He chuckled lightly. “And you think there’s a problem in that? I’m sure there’s a lot more where that came from.” In one swift motion, Lucas cupped my ass cheeks and slid out of me. Standing up, his glorious naked body and erect cock shimmering in the moonlight, he climbed from the tub and gestured for me to stand. I did so, no longer self-conscious of my nudity, the chill in the air caressing away the warmth of the bath.
Lucas’s hands hooked under my arms and in an effortless move, lifted me out of the tub high enough for me to wrap my legs around his waist. Our wet bodies molded together once more as he carried me back to the cabin, our lips busy making love. When we reached the living room, he carefully dropped to his knees and lowered me onto the rug in front of the fireplace. The heat from the flames deliciously warmed my skin while Lucas remained between my legs. We continued to kiss, slow at first before increasing the pressure.
Spreading me wider, Lucas’s cock again pressed at my entry. My hips rose to meet his, and he smiled against my lips, enjoying how much I craved him.
“Are you ready?” he murmured.
“Yes,” I panted heavily, anticipation slowly killing me. Taking both my wrists in one hand, he pinned them above my head. His free hand slid down my outer thigh to the crease of my knee bringing my leg high on his waist. It felt way too glorious to be under his powerful body and submissive to his needs.
He moved in one swift motion, gripping my wrists tighter as my fingers balled into anguished fists, thrusting deep inside and taking me prisoner. My cry echoed through the almost empty cabin, deep and throaty as I battled through the enormity of the pleasure and pain. Lucas slid slowly in and out until my breath returned and then fell back into a deep rhythm. My nipples were teased by his chest, my clit once again demanding the pressure of our grinding pelvises.
Lucas bit gently down on my bottom lip driving harder inside me until I thought I’d explode.
“Keep doing…” I begged until another wave of pleasure took hold of my wanton body. I tensed around him, cried against his demanding mouth then trembled as the climax continued to deliciously torment me. Lucas kissed me hard and pounded me even harder, my sensitive pussy happily taking what he was giving.
“Gemma,” he groaned, coming with a ferocity that ignited something within me. With each thrust, I could feel the last ten years fade away. With each kiss, I could taste the memories being replaced with the future.
Lucas slowed, gliding in and out, his gaze locked on mine, his weight resting on his elbows either side of my head.
“I certainly didn’t think this was how my day was going to end,” he said, a cheeky gleam in his eyes.
I laughed, feeling the least bit guilty. “Maybe I had hopes that it would.”
Lucas raised his brows in mock reproach. “Gemma Sinclair, what happened to that innocent girl I used to know?”
We both chuckled as he rolled to the side and reached for the blanket off the couch to cover us. He lay propped on one elbow looking down at me, the light from the fireplace dancing in his eyes.
“You know, there’s been plenty of times I’ve wondered about us in this situation.” His thumb caressed my cheek, and I leaned into his touch. “And it seemed so perfect in my head. But the reality is a million time better.”
“I’ve wanted to kiss you since the day you moved in next door,” I admitted. “And now here we are almost fifteen years later and it’s finally happened.” Lucas lowered his face and tenderly kissed me. It was beautiful, and I craved more, but all good things come to an end.
“When do you leave?” There was no mistaking the regret in his tone.
“Well… I don’t exactly have a time restriction.”
A smile twitched his lips. “You quit?”
“Let’s just say my boss is caught up in something that will take a while to sort out.”
It was my time to get serious. “Why did you never come find me, Lucas? Ten years is a long time.”
His thumb stroked my hand. “A lot happened before I left Delaware, Gem. Mason made me swear to never find you. You saw something that night. Something that could have ended my family.”
I sat up and hooked the blanket under my arms. “I don’t know what happened that night. You were gone before I could ask. Mason told me the same thing. He told me to never find you, or he would slit my throat.”
“What?” Lucas recoiled like I’d slapped him.
“The day you were leaving I tried to talk to you by the car. Mason stepped in and ordered you inside. He said if I ever tried to find you he would slit my throat, and while I bled out, he’d tell me all about the things he did to me while I slept.”
Lucas looked winded. “Did he…”
“I don’t know,” I said shaking my head. “I couldn’t tell if he was bluffing or not.”
“Fuck!” Lucas cursed under his breath. “I’m sorry, Gem. I didn’t know any of this. And if I find out he broke into your room and molested you, I’ll end him myself. The threats alone are reprehensible.”
Lucas was lost to a barrage of thoughts, ones that were raising more questions than answers. Ones that would surely be tormenting him, knowing his own flesh and blood was responsible. “There are detectives looking for him,” I added quietly.
“You know about the detectives?”