The woman in the bathroom mirror couldn’t be me. Her smile was too big, her cheeks too rosy, and her hair was an absolute mess. Totally not me, and yet…
I pinched my cheek, trying hard to rein in my grin. Failing miserably because of the man waiting in the other room for me to come back to bed. Luke. He’d blown into my life just like the storm still raging outside, knocking everything out of whack and turning the world slightly upside down. Had I really had three orgasms in his bed? Had I honestly knelt over his face so he could…
I couldn’t think about what he’d done without my cheeks flushing pinker and my pussy growing wet again. The man was amazing. And very possibly someone who wanted to be a part of my life.
Before I could even let my brain begin to deal with the complications of how that would work, Luke was behind me. Still naked. Still so handsome it hurt.
“I don’t know why you’re in here when you could be in bed. With me.”
I leaned back into his arms, letting his warmth surround me. Forgetting for the moment all the logistics of him having a business in Temperance Falls and me living over two hours inland. “I was distracted by the awful bird’s nest on my head. What did you do to my hair?”
“You’re beautiful.” He leaned down to bite along my neck, his hands coming up to grip and knead my breasts. His hips rolling into mine and proving how hard he was for me already. “And in case you forgot, I’m happy to show you again just how good I can treat this pussy.”
“Again?” But he didn’t answer me with words. No, Luke kicked my legs apart and bent me over the vanity, sliding a hand between us as he did.
“Again and again and again, as long as I’ve got breath, sunshine.”
His fingers were so thick inside me as his thumb rolled over my clit. Less than a minute, and the man had me panting, arching, and writhing underneath him. It was as if he knew every one of my buttons, as if he’d somehow studied exactly how to get me off. He kept his eyes on me the entire time, kept his hand moving, teasing, thrusting inside of me until I came with a quiet groan right there against the counter.
Luke didn’t miss a beat, drawing out every second of pleasure he could from me before grabbing his cock with his wet hand and stroking himself. I watched in the reflection, obsessed with the way he kept his eyes on my ass, at the roughness of his pulls. Witnessing him take his pleasure was something I hadn’t thought would be so devastatingly hot, but it was. It totally was.
Wanting to help him, needing to see him reach that peak, I spun around. With a little hop, I was sitting on the edge of the counter, spreading my knees wide.
“Better?”
“Fuck, sunshine. Look at you all spread and swollen, still wet from my hands.” He groaned loud and deep, his hand moving faster, eyes pressing closed for just a moment. “I want to drop to my knees right here and lick you up again.” He leaned in to kiss me, his hand brushing against me with every stroke. Teasing me again. Every little grunt, every sigh or groan, had me dying for more.
“Remember in the boathouse,” I whispered, leaning closer. Letting my voice drop. “Remember when you came on my stomach after giving me my first orgasm with a partner in years? All those ribbons of your come lying across my skin like some sort of marking?” I bit his ear in a teasing sort of tug. “That was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. Until now.”
“Oh Jesus, Hannah.”
“Look at how rough you are. How fast your hand moves.” I reached out, running a finger down his bicep, palming his forearm as it jerked up and down. “I could never be that rough with you.”
Still, I wanted him to have more than just his own hand. Wanted him to let me make him come. And I wanted to taste him the way he’d tasted me.
“But I can do other things.” I shoved him back a step, dropping to my knees and swatting away his hand. Luke stared down at me, practically panting, his cock leaking right there in front of my face. So hard. So ready.
I leaned forward to kiss the tip, a moment of sweetness given to him before I opened my lips and took him deep inside. Swallowing around him. Luke grabbed my head, tangling his fingers in my hair as he moved me gently back and forth. As he rocked his hips into my mouth and back out again, fucking my face.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck. Should’ve known this mouth would be heaven. Just like every fucking inch of you.”
I groaned, placing my hands on his thighs and bobbing faster, sucking harder. I was already so wet again, so hungry for him. I had no idea how we were going to make it through another two days without exposing our secret, but I didn’t care. All I wanted, all I needed, was for Luke to come. I craved it.
I slipped a hand between my legs, teasing myself as Luke’s movements became a little rougher, a little off rhythm. He was close. And I—
Luke grumbled something that sounded like a string of curses, his hips snapping faster. “Are you touching yourself, sunshine? You love the feel of my cock in your mouth that much? Does the taste of what you do to me make you needy?” He brought his hand to my lips as I stared up at him. His finger traced the edge, so sweet and soft. So gentle with me even as he fucked my face. As he took what I offered so he could get off.
“You’re the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” He thrust three more times before coming with a groan, pressing deep into my mouth as I swallowed everything down. As I came with my fingers buried inside myself and a muffled moan on my lips.
On his cock.
“Jesus H. Christ, Hannah. You’re so fucking perfect for me.” Luke picked me up, picked me up right off the floor, and wrapped my legs around his hips. He carried me the few feet across the bathroom to the stone shower, kissing me the entire way. Gripping my ass like he owned it until we reached the taps. With one hand, he turned on the water, adjusting the temperature until it was warm and steamy in the little alcove.
“Come on, sunshine. Let’s get you cleaned up before we have to rejoin the rest of the group.”
* * *
After our shower together—and Luke kneeling between my legs to make me come on his tongue one more time—we dried off and headed back to the land of the not-completely-obsessed-with-inappropriate-sex. For hours, we circled one another, staying away as much as possible as we socialized with the others and waited out the storm. Coming together whenever we thought no one would notice to brush hands or arms, though Luke preferred to run his palm over my ass if possible. I had to bite back a smile every time, knowing I could give us away. Wishing we could retreat back to our little bubble of just the two of us.
But that was not to be.
“We should watch a movie,” Jessica said when the guys finally emerged from the TV room.
“That sounds good.” Aaron wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck, something that made my stomach lurch. Luke and I couldn’t do that, not here. Not now. I caught his eye across the kitchen, noticing his frown, and knew he was thinking the same thing.
“The storm doesn’t look as bad,” Barry said, appearing at the opposite end of the kitchen. “Maybe we can actually escape to someplace cooler soon. No offense, Aaron.”
“None taken.” Aaron rocked Jessica, both looking pretty offended no matter what words were spoken.
“I don’t know, I think this place is pretty great,” Luke said, giving me a subtle wink. “Despite the storm, this has been one of the best weekends I can remember.”
Jessica smiled as she looked from him to me and back. But that smile dropped when Barry laughed.
“You need to get out more, bro. Hopefully, we can make it to the reunion tomorrow night and get this over with. Banana and I left the island for a reason, and I, for one, am ready to get back to the city and the real nightlife.”
“I’m with Luke,” I said, drawing everyone’s attention. “I’ve had a great day. Thank you, Jessica and Aaron. Your home is beautiful, and I’ve felt nothing but welcomed here.”
Barry frowned as he looked my way, his eyes seeming to want to delve deeper. To figure out what was going on with me. I kept a smile on my face and stared right back, not flinching. Not backing down. Luke had made the last twenty-four hours as perfect as they could have been, and I wasn’t about to let Barry take away that glow.
“You guys watch your movie,” he finally said, still looking at me with something close to suspicion in his eyes. “I’m going to grab my computer and get some work done. You do have internet, right?”
Aaron sighed and nodded. “Yeah. Come on, you can set up in my office.”
Within minutes, Jessica had one of the latest superhero movies on the big screen, popcorn in bowls spread out on tables, and the lights dimmed. But I couldn’t pay attention to the plot. I was too busy staring at Luke, at the way his jeans pulled tight across his thighs. At the patterns of ink stamped along his forearms. So when he caught my eye and angled his head toward the door before he got up and headed toward the kitchen, I couldn’t help but follow. I needed a moment alone with him even if it was just a few seconds.
I found Luke on the back porch watching the rain fall, his arms stretched out against the railing, his back tense. He reminded me of a caged animal in that pose, something I hadn’t been expecting.
I placed a hand on his shoulder, inching around to stand beside him. “What’s wrong, Luke?”
“I meant it, you know. What I said in there.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms. Clinging to me. Breathing me in with his face buried in my neck. “This has been one of the best days of my life, sunshine.”
“Mine too.” My admission came with a side of fear, though. Of worry. I curled myself into his hold, clutching his arms to me as we rocked with the pitter-patter of the rain on the roof. Wishing I could hang on to him every day but knowing that was a pipe dream. “What happens when it’s time to go back to the real world?”
“We go back together.” His words were so straightforward, so solid. So not doable.
“I live two hours away.”
He leaned down to kiss my neck. “We’ll make it work, Hannah. I promise.”
But as his hands slipped under my clothes, as he rubbed up and down my back right there on the porch watching the rain, I worried.
Nothing could be as easy as his words implied. Life wasn’t that simple or guaranteed. We had another two days for sure, which was more than I could have hoped for. After that…
Well, there was no after that yet. There was hope and want, but no plan. No certainty. No forever.