Chapter Eight #4
Her body took over, a roaring, thundering crash of gigantic waves that ripped through her endlessly, throwing her into the tumultuous storm.
She felt the bite of his teeth sink into her shoulder, marking her.
That bite of pain sent more waves roaring through her until she knew her body wasn’t her own.
She was his. Her body was his. He’d somehow stamped his brand on her insides, where she would never get him out.
The roaring in her ears began to fade. The thunder receded.
She became aware of Keys murmuring to her.
Her face was wet with tears she hadn’t known she was shedding.
He leaned over her and kissed her eyes, the tip of her nose, but this time he didn’t kiss the corners of her mouth.
He took her mouth, claimed it just as he’d claimed her.
“Don’t move, Wildfire, we aren’t through. Just dealing with the condom.”
The moment he was gone, her anchor, she thought about those other women he’d had wild, crazy sex with.
The ones who had to have felt exactly like she was feeling.
Special. The only. The one. No one else could have such amazing sex, right?
But they had or they wouldn’t have gone crawling back, begging for more.
She could see that happening to herself. She pressed trembling fingers to her lips and turned onto her side, curling into the fetal position. She’d done the very thing with Keys she’d sworn she’d never do. Now what? How did one ever live without him? No one else would ever live up to him. No one.
“Lyric.” Keys’ voice was still rough, but there was that stroking velvet quality to it. His hands were gentle as he turned her over onto her stomach.
At least he remembered her name. That was something. In all the months she’d watched him in the bar, she didn’t think he’d ever called a woman by name. His hands caught her hips and pulled her onto her knees.
“Did I hurt you?”
She knew he meant physically, and he hadn’t. “You know you didn’t.”
He put one hand between her shoulder blades, pushing the front part of her body down while he held her hips in place.
“I don’t understand why you’re doing this. Why you took us here.”
“Are you fuckin’ kidding me? Do you think sex is like that with everyone?”
He didn’t hesitate. Once more his cock surged into her. From this angle, he felt even larger. Felt as if he went so deep there was a danger of him lodging in her throat.
“You’re just scared, Wildfire. You’ll get over that. I meant what I said. You have a lot of choices here, but leaving isn’t one of them.”
He started slow, long glides, pushing through the silk of her tight tunnel.
She felt every inch of him. He was thick, stretching her, even when she’d just taken him.
The sizzling fire was back, scorching her.
Taking her sanity so fast she couldn’t think or breathe, only feel.
Him. Keys. His fingers bit into her hips, dragging her back hard as he increased his pace.
Each stroke was harder and deeper than the last.
The flames licked over her. Spread through her. She never wanted it to end. She hadn’t thought about different sexual positions or what Keys might want from her, and there was no thinking now. Only bliss. Paradise. Lightning and thunder and the perfect storm that was Keys.
He moved her hips exactly the way he wanted, showing her the rhythm, insisting she comply, and she did. She followed his silent instructions, pushing back into him until they were slamming together so hard that she nearly tumbled forward, but he held her in place with his casual strength.
All the while, those strikes of lightning sent jolt after jolt of pleasure through her body.
That fire spread until it was out of control, burning her from the inside out.
The thick girth of his cock pushed hard into the walls of her channel, stretching her to the point she felt every single beat of his heart.
It was a wild ride, robbing her of her identity, the pleasure almost painful. The roaring in her head increased until that thunder matched the lightning striking through her body to scorch every cell, every bone, every single organ.
Then she felt it, that vicious bite of her body, strangling that thick cock, milking him.
Demanding he give her everything. It was a moment in time that sent her reeling.
She hadn’t known her body was capable of such things, capable of matching Keys’ fierce demands.
He took her up so fast and hard, every stroke rough and demanding, his hands, mouth and body commanding hers, and in the end, when the tsunami came crashing through her, she had taken Keys with her.
That was a shocking revelation. She hadn’t known she was capable of even coming close to such a thing.
Lyric closed her eyes as he pulled out of her.
The loss of him left her feeling bereft.
She didn’t want to think too much about what was going to happen next.
She wanted to savor the absolute bliss he’d given her.
She turned her face away from him as he got up and went to the bathroom.
She didn’t want to see the easy way he handled being totally naked.
Or see how gorgeous his body was in comparison to hers.
She just wanted to lie there with her heart pounding and lungs raw, her core burning, and savor everything he’d given to her, because she knew it wouldn’t last.