Storming His Heart (12 page)

He trailed his lips lower but her clothing got in the way.

She hurriedly removed all of it, pleased when his breathing increased. Finally naked, she reveled in being so close to the one man she desired above all others. And it seemed he’d finally come to his senses, because he touched her everywhere.

Over her neck, her collarbone and her arms. Down her breasts, where he sucked hard on each nipple. Past her navel to her wet sex. He kissed her clit but left her to run his tongue down each thigh. Over her shins to the tops of her feet.

The covers rustled and the coolness of night washed over them both. She heard more rustling before Rafe joined her again.

She moaned when his bare skin met hers.

The feel of his cock, so hard and hot, drove her insane. She’d never been this hungry before; she
had
to have him.

“I want you to come inside me,” she whispered into his ear, finally glad of the birth control she’d forced herself to take in case she ever got lucky.

He shuddered and ground into her, thrusting against her belly before he positioned himself between her legs. The head of his cock brushed her clit as he rocked against her, the friction creating a steady throb that heated her until she felt she’d explode.

“So wet for me, aren’t you baby?” Rafe growled and latched onto her breast. He sucked hard, teasing and toying. He licked and bit, then pinched her other nipple until she cried out at the pain and pleasure of it.

“That’s it, give it to me.”

He wouldn’t relent. Pushing her to the edge of climax before backing off. And she knew he wasn’t immune. He rocked against her, mimicking the act of sex. She felt him against her leg, his tip moist, his cock heavy with need. She shifted again to graze his erection.

He swore and panted, his breath hot against her neck. “Damn, Storm. I’m trying to last, but you keep moving against me like that and I’ll come before I’m ready.”

“I can’t help it. I want you
so much
.”

He kissed her hard and angled his hips for penetration. “You think
you
want? I jerk off all the time. I’m constantly hard for you, baby. I want to come deep in that pussy and make it mine,” he growled, his masculine possession lighting her on fire.

“What are you waiting for?” She pulled him closer and he slipped inside her.

“Fuck,” he muttered and sucked hard at her neck. She felt his teeth and trembled at the raw heat burning her from the inside out.

His hesitancy was torture as he slowly filled her inch by inch.

A shaft of moonlight lit the room, illuminating the harsh set of his face as he finally seated the whole of him inside her. Fused, they lay together, man to woman, heart to heart. His eyes glittered with desire and something else, something that scared her with its intensity. He flexed within her and pulled out, then shoved himself back in.

“Oh my God.”

“Yeah, that’s right. Clench tight, baby.” He closed his eyes when she held him inside her, clamping down like a vise.

He felt huge inside her, and she craved every bit of him.

“Need a condom,” he moaned and began filling her, surging in and out with faster strokes. “Need to put it on before I come inside you.”

“No, I’m on the Pill. It’s okay.” A good thing she was protected, because Storm didn’t care about anything but fulfillment. She hugged him tight and met him thrust for thrust. But the damned man wouldn’t give her what she needed.

He withdrew and slid down her body.

“No,” she protested and tried to follow him, but he wouldn’t allow it.

He scooted down her body and nipped her belly. “
I’m
in charge. You do what I tell you to.”

She barely understood, caught in a vortex of need. She wanted him so much, but he wouldn’t do anything she asked. For the first time in her life, she’d met someone truly resistant to her charms. Storm gave a half-hearted tug at his hair, but he slapped her thigh—hard enough to sting, but not hard enough to leave a mark. Still, the action stunned her and she froze.

Rafe chuckled. “I knew you needed a little discipline. You’re bad, aren’t you? Let me taste how bad.”

He nuzzled past her folds and took her clit in his mouth. He bit down with tender pressure, and the sensation made her shake. She was so close…

“Please. Fuck me, Rafe. Take me.
Please.
”

Another swipe of his tongue and she was lost. She cried out as she came hard, but he didn’t stop. He licked her in earnest, past the point of discomfort until she rode another crest toward fulfillment. With teeth, tongue and lips, he brought her to the edge of climax. And suddenly, it wasn’t enough.

“I want you now. Fuck me,” she demanded, no longer begging, and tugged on his hair.

Rafe petted her stomach, ribs and breasts. As he devoured her, he pinched and teased until she couldn’t stand it.

“I’m going to come again.”

“Mmm, all over my mouth,” he moaned and sucked hard.

She didn’t want to, but she couldn’t help it. She screamed and blew apart.

From one second to the next, Rafe blanketed her body and thrust home.

“Christ,” he breathed and began fucking her. “So tight. That’s it, baby, hold me.”

He pushed a few times more while she continued to spasm around him, lost in the joy of feeling him within her. Her climax raged, and then he shouted and shuddered.

While she came down, he moaned and jerked inside her, filling her with
him
.

Totally spent, she gradually understood that she had no idea where she was or how she’d gotten there. All she knew was that she’d finally had a taste of Rafe’s passion, and she wanted more.

Rafe couldn’t believe he’d weathered the Storm, bad pun and all. “
Holy shit
.” He groaned and slowly withdrew, leaving a mess inside her. But even that wasn’t enough to pull him from the incredible ecstasy reeling through his body.

Making love to Storm had been like sticking his dick into electric heat. He’d been so jazzed, his heart had nearly seized. Had he ever felt so much before? Even his one stint at a three-way in college hadn’t been this good.

He leaned closer to Storm and wanted to purr when she rolled them over and draped herself over his chest. She ran kisses over his pecs and throat to his lips.

“No more ignoring me.”

As if he could. Remembrances of this night were indelibly etched into his very being. “No more ignoring you.”
No more ignoring
us
, the honest part of him insisted. He slid out from under her and hurried from the bed to the bathroom. He returned with a towel and after cleaning them both, joined her in bed once more and hugged her close.

“And quit treating me like crap or I’m going to make you pay,” she warned, apparently not finished issuing ultimatums.

He groaned. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have avoided you.”

“Why did you?” Her lips returned to his cheeks, his nose, then his lips.

Before he could answer, the languorous kiss melted his ability to think. Sudden exhaustion filled him, and before he knew it, he’d fallen asleep again, this time right where he wanted to be.

Under Storm.

Rafe woke from the best dream he’d ever had in his life, only to find he hadn’t imagined any of it. The sun streamed through the window, highlighting the fact that he wore Storm Buchanan like a blanket. She lay in his bed, in his arms, and her lips wandered everywhere. When he groaned she lingered, and when he tensed or shivered she pulled away.

He ran his hands through her hair. “You feel so soft.”

“Mm. And you’re so hard.” She petted him all over, her fingers stroking and telling him without words she liked what she felt. “You could bench press me, I think.”

Male pride refused to let him take the compliment in stride. “Want to try it out? Except instead of lifting you over my head, I’ll lift that sweet pussy over my mouth. I’ll press you up and down over my tongue, and I’ll fuck you with it.”

A smarter man would have gauged his lover first, but Rafe couldn’t help pushing her, to see what she could and couldn’t take. Now that the floodgates had been opened, he wanted her in
every
way.

She paused for a moment before continuing her lingering kisses. “You can fuck me any way you like,” she whispered.

He hardened as if he hadn’t just come like a rainfall a few hours ago.

“Don’t say it if you don’t mean it,” he warned.

“Why? Will you punish me?” She kissed just above his belly button and raised her sweet ass in the air.

He growled, incredibly turned on all over again. “Yeah, I will. Except I won’t spank your ass, I’ll fuck it.”

She licked her way down toward his groin. “Promises, promises.”

She had to feel what she did to him. Part of him wanted to spank her for teasing, but the other part wanted to take her ass and own it.

“Storm, watch it, baby. Or I might just take you up on that.”

“Later. Right now there’s something I’ve been wanting to do.”

When her breath stirred over his cock, he froze. Images of her mouth haunted him.

“Wait,” he rasped and shoved a pillow under his head for a better angle. “I have to watch this.”

“Lazy. Stand up over there.” She pointed to the floor.

“You reading my mind?”

She knelt in the bed and waited for him to obey. Giving her the lead, he took his place. He’d humor her this morning, right before he took her surrender once more. Last night had really happened, and it had been as good, and as scary, as he’d expected.

Shit, he couldn’t think about anything but Storm right now. The woman went to his head faster than any Scotch.

“I’ve waited a long time for you.” She cupped her breast and tweaked her nipple. The soft moan caused him to throb.

“Oh?” If she fingered her clit, playtime was over. He’d toss her down under him and fuck her until neither one of them could move.

She ran her hands over her body, enthralling him as she confessed, “Every man I’ve ever dated did whatever I wanted him to. He responded even when I tried to stop him. But you won’t. You don’t do anything but what you want. Even when you loved me last night, you were too slow. Making me hurt, making it so good,” she whispered and licked her lips.

He stroked himself, not sure when he’d taken himself in hand.

“And now I want to show you what you do to me. If you can stand it.” She smiled and licked her lips again.

“Get over here, you little tease. On your knees.” He lost his breath when she crawled from the bed and settled between his feet on the floor. “Please tell me I’m not dreaming.”
And if I am, don’t let me wake up until this is over.

Storm took him in hand and kissed his sac, nuzzling his balls.

He swore, determined to hold on.

She flicked out her tongue and licked him from the base to the tip of his cock. Then she ran that soft pink tongue over him and swept the drops of come from his slit.

He grabbed her hair and held her, so out of his mind it was a wonder he didn’t gag her when he pushed deeper.

But Storm didn’t protest. She worked his shaft with her tongue and lips, sucking him like a treat she intended to savor. She took him in her mouth and applied gentle pressure where he needed it most, with the slow drag of her teeth, grazing the spot under his crown that set him off.

When she reached a hand under his sac and cupped him, he surged deeper into her mouth.

She pulled away and watched him watching her.

“This is the best fucking night—hell, day—of my life,” he said in a hoarse voice, unable to hold the truth a secret. “This is right. So right.”

She smiled, a sly grin that distracted him enough he didn’t notice her fingers along the seam of his ass until she pushed against his anus.

“Shit, woman, what are you—
ah
,” he moaned when she sucked his cock once more.

Storm pushed and retreated. She rubbed a finger over his wet slit, using his own arousal as lube. Excitement swelled inside him, especially when Storm slid her finger around his rim and pushed it inside. The intrusion stung, but he didn’t stop her.

To his astonishment, he hardened like stone. His orgasm loomed perilously close.

He could barely speak. “Baby, I’m going to come down your throat. So if you don’t want to swallow, you’d better pull away now.”

Angel that she was, she sucked harder and shoved that finger deeper.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck
, yes
,” he hissed as he exploded in her mouth.

He cried out her name as he released, nearly on his toes when she pressed that spot inside his ass that felt like heaven ten times over. She stopped searching and teased that spot again as he continued to come, until finally, she withdrew her finger.

Drained and on the verge of passing out, he pulled away from her mouth and steadied himself on her shoulder.

He wanted to thank her, to tell her that no matter what, his time with her had been worth his career, his future and anything life had to offer. But he had no words.

Fortunately, he didn’t need any.

“Yeah, that’s what you did to me earlier.” She smiled. “Lay down and I’ll be right back.”

She left for the bathroom to clean up, and he tried to hold out as he struggled to keep the rest of the world at bay.

But he couldn’t think past the need to hold her in arms once more, where she belonged. In his arms, by his heart. Nothing else seemed to matter. He should have felt more scared. He knew he would be, eventually. But not now.

Storm lay against a firm chest. A steady heartbeat and the familiar, sexy scent of Rafe relaxed her.

Good Lord, he’d put a spell on her. There was no other explanation for the way she’d acted. Talk about mind control. She’d come hard, without a care that Rafe had been naked inside her. She didn’t worry about pregnancy, but the possibility of disease remained. Still, she trusted him. She knew Rafe would never put another in harm’s way, not if he could prevent it.

No, what really concerned her was the way she’d lost her inhibitions with the man. She’d touched herself in front of him, gone down on him, and she’d fingered
his ass
. Rafe had loved it, but would he think less of her now for being so open? She’d sensed nothing but pleasure from him.