CHAPTER TEN
Seth pulled back and wound his fingers through mine. All of the nerves that had been centered in my lips suddenly shifted to my fingertips, and I almost gasped with the sensation. I was overwhelmed by the kiss that I had waited days for…but couldn’t handle. My mind was a blank, on overload.
He pulled me up the path, in and out of spots of light, turning to plant a kiss on my mouth every few yards. When we made it to the top of the hill and to the porch steps, a group of people came out of the lodge and Seth pulled me off the back steps and into the darkness. Pushing my back against the rough log wall of the lodge, he took my lips restlessly with his again, making the new kiss unlike the first. His tongue ran a circle around mine, his palm pressing warmly against my waist. My toes tingled, and I pushed onto them to kiss Seth harder.
When the intruding group left, we stayed where we were, my arms around Seth’s neck, his encircling my waist. Fireballs spun inside my core. Seth pushed his hips against mine, dove his tongue deeper into my mouth.
When I could handle the anticipation no more, I grabbed his hand and tried to pull him toward the back door. He didn’t budge.
I glanced over my shoulder at him, finding his eyes in the dark. Still, he didn’t move as his eyes pierced mine in the darkness. Yanking me back to him, he spun me around and pressed me against the outer wall, but this time with my rear to him.
I gasped in surprise, my cheek hitting the wood. Seth’s hands pressed against my back, running up and down the outside of my sweater. His breath kissed my neck, and I involuntarily moaned. Frozen with anticipation, I could do nothing, go nowhere. My legs shook the same way they did earlier this afternoon and my nails clutched at the wall.
A delicate touch on my neck made me gasp. Seth licked up the side of my neck, taking his tongue around the outside of my ear, then sucking my lobe in-between his teeth.
Something resembling language escaped my mouth.
Looping his fingers through mine, Seth pulled me back out of the darkness, up the stairs and over the threshold, through the lodge and into our room.
The door banged shut behind us. We broke our contact and took a step back from each other, two wild and heated animals sizing each other up. Seth’s chest rose and fell with his ragged breathing, his eyes fixated on me the whole time.
“We don’t have to take this any further,” he rasped.
I laughed out loud. Like I could really go to sleep after the groping I’d just received downstairs?
He went on. “I just… want you to know… What I said about...”
I silenced him with my palm over his mouth. Two wide blue eyes looked down at me over my fingers, questioning my next move.
Don’t, I could have said. Don’t tell me you want me for more than just sex.
Sex was what I’d come there for. Sex, fulfillment, and closure.
That was all. As simple as that.
Yet now it wasn’t.
I couldn’t say that words, couldn’t ask him to promise me more. And I couldn’t ask for just one night.
So I kissed him. I kissed him as he pulled my sweater and tank top off, kissed him and kicked off my shoes as he lowered me onto the bed. His mouth tore away from my face to lavish attention to the tops of my breasts, then my stomach. My nipples pushed against my bra cups, hard and tight.
Seth swirled his palm across my stomach. I sighed and let my head fall back. Each touch of his hands, no matter where, took me halfway to a climatic state.
He unzipped and pulled my jeans and shorts off, then moved onto the bed to join me.
I shuffled backwards, putting my head on the pillow. In the perfect position now, I wrapped my arms around Seth and pulled him down onto me to enjoy another kiss. His knee rested between my thighs, the rough fabric of the jeans scraping my skin.
His hands went beneath my back to grip me tightly, pressing into my sides, squeezing the slightest amount. It hurt, and it felt good at the same time. I’d probably have a bruise tomorrow, but I didn’t care. Seth wanted me, and his rough touch was proof of that.
He pushed his weight down onto mine, locking me into place.
So far he’d been the one in control of this heavy make out session, something I wasn’t used to. I had my own tricks up my sleeve, my own way of doing things. And I was ready to introduce Seth to all of that.
Wiggling slightly, I tried to push him off of me.
He broke his kiss. “Is this too much?”
“No, I...”
He chuckled slightly. “Then let me take control.”
I took in a jagged breath, shuddering.
Let me take control.
It should have been me saying those words, me calling the shots. It always was with men.
But… of course, Seth wasn’t most men.
I let go, relinquishing the desire to flip him over and climb on top of him. My eyes fell closed as he kissed across my neck and shoulders. The back of my bra unhooked and fell away, leaving my nipples tight from arousal, my breasts open to his touch.
I opened my eyes at the sensation of his touch on me and watched Seth run his hands across my mounds. His full lips encompassed one nipple, sucking and pulling at it. The pleasure turned into pain, and a sharp gasp left me. With a pop he let my breast go, pushed his hands down and pulled my underwear down my legs and off.
I eagerly grasped at his clothes, stripping them from him, needing his warm and naked body to replace the tepid air biting at me. Instead of chastising me for taking initiative, Seth let me have my way. I kissed him feverishly as I undressed him and threw his clothes onto the floor.
Finally, we were both naked. He pulled back slightly to look down at me, his gaze bringing a shiver as it swept down my torso and legs, his hand following it. Fingers pressed at my folds. I arched my hips, pushing back against his hand. A thumb teased my nub, alternating light and hard pressure. I attacked Seth’s mouth again.
“One second,” he murmured into my mouth, before breaking away.
He rifled through his bag while I waited on the bed, studying the tight muscles of his ass. The condom found, he came back to encircle me in his arms. His dick pressed sinfully close to my wet opening, the heat from our bodies mingling in the air between us. We kissed even harder, his tongue scraping the back of my teeth.
I reached down, ran my hand over his length. He pulsed under my grip, his girth growing. With a smooth gesture, his hand replaced my own. He slid the condom on and pushed into me. We both groaned as my walls spread. He kept going, giving me his entire length.
Pleasure flooded me, and I clutched his back, digging my nails into his flesh. Grabbing my hips, he pulled me closer to him, pressing even deeper into me.
Seth pushed me wide, the muscles of his back constricting underneath my fingers. I gasped against his ear as the sensations went higher and higher. He bit my ear, my neck, then lapped against my open mouth. The hunger ached inside of me for the taste of him, ravenous for the salt of his skin and the sweetness of his body flowing with mine.
An orgasm exploded through me. I held onto Seth even tighter, riding the ecstasy all the way to the end. Sensing the change in me, he pulled away and flipped me over onto my stomach. I landed against the pillows with a thud, my cheek pressed into the cotton. Seth took my hands and guided them both above my head, then encircled both my wrists with one of his palms. Trapped, I stayed motionless, waiting eagerly for what came next.
Seth climbed back on top of me and entered me from behind. The pillow muffled my cry, and he kept going. I took what he gave, loving every second of it.
Another burst of pleasure began to grow. Seth groaned as I arched upward, the sweat from his chest and face sliding down my back, taking our heat higher. He tensed at the same moment I did, and we were lost in the roar and swirl of release. Finally spent, he collapsed next to me, still holding my wrists above my head.
I turned my face away from the pillow to get some fresh air. Tendrils of hair stuck to my face and I shivered, coming down from the high. Seth slowly let go of my wrists. I lowered my arms, my shoulders aching the whole way. Tenderly, he ran his hand over my back and arm, then slipped his arm around my waist.
My breath caught in my throat. The moment right after sex was always an awkward one, whatever came next a sure sign of the tone of the relationship. Would he get up and go into the shower?
Should I?
Seth’s lips pressed against my shoulder, the kiss soft and affectionate. His grip around my waist tightened slightly.
Each muscle in my body simultaneously relaxed. Seth pushed his face tighter against the back of my neck, taking me into a near catatonic state.