One slow kiss led to another. I was breathless and hungry for more as Pierce deposited me on the tiny bed. I couldn’t believe this was happening, but at the same time every sensation in my body told me this was more than real. It was the kind of thing that happened in fantasies. Men like Pierce weren’t the kind of men to take their time and kiss with devastating passion—yet he did. Men like Pierce weren’t supposed to notice the details—yet he did. Men like Pierce didn’t make sure their partner was as turned on as he was—yet he did. It all seemed like a surreal dream.

The rain beat against the window and it felt as if he and I were in our own secret world. One where the Olympics didn’t exist. One where it didn’t matter what teams we were on. One where a night together was the best idea I’d ever had. One where our secret was the fuel to our fire.

I looked into his eyes, hooded with lust and a craving for me that I’d never seen from another man. It made my core do a triple somersault as if something epic was about to happen.

His hands pushed forward until my tank top was over my bra. I lifted my arms for him to peel the rest of the fabric off my limbs.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

I didn’t want to shrink away. It was exhilarating how he reacted to my body. The same quick hands worked the clasp on my bra until it was unhooked and joined my shirt on the floor.

I gasped when his teeth caught one of my nipples with a forceful tug. Oh shit. I liked it. I was on fire from one move and then the next. It was an avalanche of fire as he pulled the top of my breast into his mouth with a powerful suck.

As I tumbled into the loss of control I heard the snap on my jeans followed by the sound of the zipper as Pierce’s nimble fingers unlatched the front of my pants. His hand dove between my legs, shoving my panties out of the way.

I clung to his shoulders as he began to pry my slick folds apart. I was like one long nerve of ecstasy running from my breasts to my core while Pierce licked and massaged me.

I obediently lifted my hips when he urged the jeans off my thighs. He pulled them to my ankles and tossed them across the room, turning back to me with the look of a lion getting ready to pounce.

I rose forward as he took my lips with a deep kiss. His tongue flicked and played all the while, his hands were shimming what last bit of underwear I had, off my body. I was completely naked, vulnerable, hot, wet, and ready for anything Pierce had in store.

He groaned, taking my face between his palms. “How is this going to work?”

My eyes widened. Surely he didn’t want an anatomy lesson. We were too far gone for that.

I tried to gulp for air. “What do you want me to do?” I asked, needing direction. I wanted to give him whatever he wanted.

“See, we have a problem, Sierra.”

My lips parted with a loud moan when he pushed a finger inside my entrance. I squeezed and tightened around it.

“Wh-what is it?” My hips began to rock involuntarily into his hand.

He shoved another wide finger inside and I bucked at the impact before I reached a new deeper rhythm.

“You’re too fucking sexy.” He kissed the side of my neck, biting his way to my shoulder. “And I want to fuck you hard. So hard you come as soon as I shove my cock inside you.”

“Oh God.” Did he have any idea I was already close to that? I could feel the tight coil in my core spinning in dizzying circles the harder he pumped and the wilder I rode his fingers.

“And the problem with that is that I want to fuck you all night.”

My eyes flashed to his.

He kept going. “So I’m going to have to figure out how to drag this out as long as possible because there is no way one fuck with you is going to be enough tonight.”

My thighs began to tingle and I knew I was going to come. I wouldn’t be able to hold off if he kept up the twirling of his fingers as he pushed inside me. And then his thumb flicked over my swollen clit and I yelped with pleasure.

“So, I’m going to fuck you every way I can think of first before I take you. Do you understand?”

I nodded vigorously. I wanted that entire promise. I began bouncing harder, needing the first release.

He grabbed the hair at the back of my head, holding my lips under his.

“But you come only when I say come,” he commanded.

I looked into his eyes as his lips crashed against mine and his fingers dove deep inside me with exquisite torture. I clenched around them, mewing and whimpering. I shook in his arms.

“Fuck, you’re wet, baby,” he growled.

“Please, I can’t …” I was wild with need. Wild with a fever burning under my skin.

“Keep fucking my fingers. Keep fucking me,” he growled.

I bounced harder and faster, clawing and grasping his shoulders. His teeth clamped over my tit with a sudden bite and I screamed. There was no way I could hold off the orgasm. Everything he did fed my erotic appetite.

I rocked into him as my body shook. I tried to control it. I held on for life. I didn’t want to disappoint him. I didn’t want to come before he was ready to release me.

I felt the cool air brush over my nipple as he raised his eyes to me. “Fuck, you’re a dirty girl.” He grinned. “Now, come baby. Make me wet. Soak me with your juices.”

And I lost it. My eyes closed as the waves took over my body with unexpected eruptions of pleasure. One after another.

“Fuck, yeah.” Pierce watched me with satisfaction while I ground my hips into his hand.

Finally, the sensations slowed and I took a deep breath.

His eyes were on me, but if I thought he was going to give me a chance to take a break, I was wrong.

He settled back on his knees, unzipped his jeans, and yanked them over his feet. He threaded his head through his T-shirt and I marveled at the sculpted man in front of me. His biceps were toned with hard angled muscles. My eyes dipped lower and I saw the bulge in his boxer briefs. Holy hell.

“I want you on your knees on the floor.”

I stared at him for a second. There was an instinct under my skin to refuse, but I was too turned on. My body radiated from the first orgasm he gave me. I wanted another.

I dropped to the floor as he asked while he positioned himself on the edge of the bed.

I didn’t wait for more instructions. I wanted the same thing. I reached for the band on his boxer briefs and slid his hard erection free. It was glorious and rock solid as it waited for me. I pushed the briefs off his legs.

He smiled. “So fucking amazing. I didn’t even have to say anything.”

I moved closer to the bed, licking my lips to prepare. How in the hell was all of that going to fit in my mouth? I didn’t know but I was willing to try.

I started with a slow lick from the base to the top, savoring the salty bead of dew on the tip. But Pierce was fired up. I saw the vein pulse on the side of his shaft as my tongue moved up and down.

He groaned in agony. “Fuck, Sierra.”

His hands pressed the back of my head over his cock and I inhaled it to the back of my throat in one smooth movement. I was impressed I could accommodate him on my first try, but maybe it was because this was meant to be. This night together was about all the right moves. All the right steps. All the pleasure we were meant to give each other.

“God, I’ve wanted to fuck your pretty mouth.” He slammed inside me, hitting the back of my throat.

I groaned with pleasure, reveling in the slick softness of his skin. I could taste the saltiness in my mouth. He was hard and wet. He thrust once more. And then again. I reached for a slight tug on his balls when he murmured something husky between his teeth.

With another thrust I knew he was at the edge. Just one more and he’d come in my mouth. I sucked against him, letting the tip rub over my lips. He yanked the back of my hair until I was standing.

“Fuck, I almost came. I’m hard as shit. I don’t know how much longer I can do this.”

I wanted to say the same thing. I wanted him inside me again. I wanted to make him come.

Pierce quickly grabbed a stack of pillows and piled them on the bed, laying my hips over top so my ass was perched in the air.

“Ever had your clit sucked like this?”

Before I could answer him, his hands spread my thighs and I moaned when I felt the heat of his tongue run between my slick folds and circle my clit.

It flicked back and forth as my hips kicked up in the air, begging for more. I wanted to be fucked just like this. My hands clutched at the sheets, desperate to hold on to something while he spiraled fire sensations through my most sensitive areas. He pulled my folds wide, bracing my thighs with his knees. Shit, it was intense. And then I felt the plunge of his tongue inside me.

“Ohh,” I whimpered. “Ohh, God.” His tongue lapped again before diving back into my entrance.

There was nothing I could do to obey his rules. It was the perfect storm. My ass in the air. My legs spread. My stomach on a pile of pillows. And the hottest guy in the village with his tongue inside me. The orgasm launched from my core before I could push it back down.

I screamed and shook as Pierce pumped his tongue in and out, licking and sucking harder, pulling my ass higher in the air while his fingers strummed my clit. He knew exactly what he was doing. He sucked with hunger.

I’d never felt as if I’d levitated during an orgasm before, but I finally could say I knew what that felt like.

“Don’t move,” he commanded as he placed my hips down to the bed again.

I heard the foil rip and then I felt the one thing I had been waiting for all night. His hard cock nudged between my legs.

His palm rested on the lower part of my back and he made a circular motion. With each sweep of his hand he pushed inside me a little more, before pulling back out. There was another circle of his palm and my hips lifted, wanting him to slam into me, but he kept the head of his cock barely inside, stretching my entrance with intense pressure.

“Please, Pierce,” I begged.

This time I felt his hips rotate, as his cock rubbed in a torturous circle.

“What baby?” he asked.

“Fuck me.”

“Did you come when I said you could?”

I whimpered. “No. It was too intense.” My voice was raspy with want.

“And this time?”

I clutched the sheets, trying to back up into him and suck his hard cock deep inside me, but he was stronger and definitely had a positional advantage over me. He could see everything.

“I’ll wait. I promise.”

“Good girl.” He leaned in to kiss my back.

I smiled, but quickly screamed as he plunged inside me, roaring with pleasure.

“Fuck, you’re tight.”

I couldn’t agree or disagree, only ride out the rhythm he set as he fucked me with abandon. He reached around, grabbing my nipples with both hands, twisting and pulling them while he pumped in and out of me. His teeth sunk into my shoulder. His full body was pressed against me. I’d never felt anything so intimate and close as he pushed inside me—our bodies aligned in the most erotic position. The pillows gave me the most amazing angle—he hit me with bursts of pleasure each time his hard shaft spiked inside me again.

I reached for his hands holding my breasts.

“I’m going to come, Pierce. It’s so much. So close …”

I fought for a ragged breath. I fought for something steady, but Pierce pumped in and out, his lips and teeth moving along my shoulders. His hands squeezing the zones on my breasts that ran an electric current straight to my clit.

“Please,” I begged.

He grunted in my ear. “You’re fucking mine, Sierra. Fucking mine. Do you hear me?”

“God, yes!” I screamed as he pushed deep, hilting his cock inside me.

“Come with me, baby,” he demanded. “Come on my dick.”

And I let go. I let my body take over. I let the adrenaline and the ecstasy guide me. I let Pierce have me. Take me. Fuck me. And it was the most glorious orgasm of my life. The one when I finally let go and gave my body to someone else.

* * *

Once, maybe twice my eyes opened during the night and I remembered what happened between Pierce and me. His arm was heavy over my chest and I smiled, listening to the way he inhaled and exhaled while he slept.

It was effortless as my breathing matched the same rhythm. I’d never felt so connected to another person. So complete and fulfilled lying in the dark. I liked the weight of his forearm covering me. I liked how he held me with strong arms, as if he were ready to protect me at any cost. Maybe it was silly—we’d only been together one night, but I felt it just the same as if we had been together for weeks or months.

Part of me was still in disbelief. Part of me was mesmerized. Part of me was shocked at what I agreed to do. And part of me was completely pleased with myself for going through with it. Sex with Pierce was amazing and epic. Tomorrow things might be confusing. They might be awkward. But right now before a new storm struck, it all felt worth it. I sighed lightly, snuggling against him as I fell asleep again.