Chapter Eight
At some point while waiting for the sun to come up, Lola pressed her backside against me and nestled herself against my chest. With her scent in my nose and her soft curves molding against my body, my desire is unbearable.
I shift slightly, trying to extricate myself from her body without waking her up, but she stirs anyway. She stretches her arms and legs in an arch, which pushes her ass up against my throbbing erection. I groan, and she immediately freezes.
”Shit, sorry,” she mumbles, rolling onto her back with her head turned toward me. ”I didn”t mean to...”
I chuckle, low and deep, and flash a wicked grin at her. ”Don”t be sorry,” I murmur, tracing my fingers along the curve of her hip. ”Unless, of course, you”re not interested in doing something about it.”
Her breathing shallows as her eyes fall to my mouth, and a faint smile tugs at the corner of her lips. ”I don”t know about that,” she whispers, but her hips writhe and her back arches as if she”s trying to tempt me further. ”I mean, after everything you told me... I”m not sure it”s a good idea to─”
”I”d understand if you have doubts,” I interrupt, propping myself up on my elbow to study her face. Her blonde hair is splayed across my pillow in golden waves, and her large, grey eyes shine with desire. ”And I”ll get out of this bed and sleep on the floor right now if that”s what you”d prefer me to do. Just say the word.”
She stares at me silently for a few long seconds, and my heart thrums in anticipation. It”s agonizing, the wait. Even the thought of not being able to touch her makes me want to tear my own heart out and throw it out the window. But if she turns me away, I”ll respect her decision no matter how painful it will be.
”No.” She licks her lips and reaches up to wind her hand around the back of my neck, pulling me down until our lips are barely touching. ”Don”t go.”
I lose control then, succumbing to my need to taste her lips again. I take her mouth in a blistering kiss, moving my hand under her shirt to caress her breasts while I press my body against hers. We”re both still fully clothed, but that doesn”t stop the heat building between us. Lola squirms and writhes as she grinds her pelvis against me, and every movement drives me closer to insanity.
When I can”t take it anymore, I pull away and take hold of the hem of her shirt, quickly stripping it off her body and tossing it to the floor. Her jeans follow suit, as do mine, and we”re soon skin-to-skin. She”s fire on ice, melting every part of me as she caresses and kisses me with the same enthusiasm as I show her.
”Drake...” She breathes my name with a quiet sigh of pleasure as I trail my lips over her chin and down her throat. I tease the soft flesh above her pulse point with my teeth, careful not to bite down too hard as I knead her breast and roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
Lola moans softly, slipping her fingers through my hair as she draws her knees up, parting her legs so that I can settle between them. My cock is so hard it hurts, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from thrusting inside her when she bucks her hips upward to meet me.
I continue my slow descent, taking my time as I trace my tongue over the curve of her breast and around her nipple before drawing it into my mouth and sucking on it. Her nails scrape lightly along my scalp as her breath comes faster, and I can”t help but smile against her skin. I love how responsive she is, and I can”t wait to taste her, to make her come on my tongue before I finally sink my aching shaft inside her.
As if sensing my intentions, she spreads her legs wider and grips the back of my head as I nip and kiss a trail down her torso. Her hands fall away as I reach the apex of her thighs, and she props herself up on her elbows to watch me. I meet her eyes for a moment, taking in the look of pure lust and need written across her features, before leaning forward and planting a featherlight kiss on the top of her mound.
”Do you have any idea how good you smell?” I murmur, inhaling her sweet scent before lowering my lips to the sensitive flesh below. ”You”re like ambrosia, Lola. I could get drunk on your scent alone.”
She doesn”t answer, but I can feel her watching me as I gently spread her open with my fingers and run my tongue along her slit. She”s dripping wet for me already, and I moan in appreciation as I taste her for the first time. My cock throbs and pulses as I lap at her, teasing her with my tongue before sinking deeper to explore every inch of her.
When I brush my thumb against her clit, Lola gasps and arches her back, and I have to press a hand against her stomach to keep her from bucking her hips as I begin circling her sensitive bud. She”s so close already that it only takes a few moments before she cries out, gripping the sheets so tightly her knuckles turn white as she shatters underneath me.
Her screams of pleasure are music to my ears, and I keep going until she”s spent and breathless before making my way back up her body. By the time I”m hovering over her again, she”s panting and sweaty, with a flush of color staining her cheeks. I plant a slow kiss on her lips as I position myself between her legs, nudging my erection against her opening.
”Are you ready for me?” I whisper against her mouth.
”God, yes.” She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me down for another searing kiss as she lifts her hips off the mattress and buries me inside her with one smooth thrust.
We both groan in pleasure as our bodies join, fitting together as if we were made for each other. Lola”s tight and hot, and it takes everything I have not to lose control when she starts to move beneath me. The feeling of her inner walls clenching around me is unlike anything I”ve ever experienced before.
As we move together, she presses her face into my neck and grips my back with her nails, and the sting of pain only serves to heighten my pleasure. The tension in my lower back coils tighter and tighter, and when I feel Lola”s body stiffen and convulse in orgasm for a second time, I can”t hold back anymore.
I thrust into her harder and faster as my own climax builds, and when I finally explode inside her with a guttural moan of release, it feels like I”m falling over a cliff into an abyss of pure ecstasy. My entire body tenses as waves of pleasure crash through me, and Lola holds on tight until we”re both spent.
Afterward, we lie tangled together for a while, basking in the afterglow. Lola”s soft breathing is the only sound in the room, and I listen to it as I stroke her hair and trail my fingertips over her spine. Eventually, the sky begins to lighten outside the window, and I know the countdown has started before we have to leave this little sanctuary and continue our mission.
”You should probably get some more rest,” I whisper. ”The sun is up, and we have a busy night ahead of us.”
”Hmmm.” Lola”s voice is heavy with sleep, and she curls closer to me as if seeking my warmth.
But warmth is the one thing I can”t give her. I can give her a life of luxury, power, and pleasure like she”s never experienced before. If she wished it, I could even give her immortality. But my skin is cold and lifeless, my touch dead like a corpse.
The thought should repulse her, but she snuggles closer and twines her leg between mine. Her nearness fills me with a new kind of hunger. One that goes deeper than my bloodlust and far beyond the desire of a man for a woman. In her arms, I feel something I”ve never felt before—peace.