Chapter Twenty-One

The heavens opened up as Night pulled into her driveway, windshield wipers on full speed.

“I don’t think it’s going to slow down anytime soon.” He leaned forward, checking out the sky.

“We’ll have to make a run for it and get soaked in the process,” Summer added matter-of-factly. “Good thing I’ve got plenty of towels.”

He grabbed the cooler in one hand, noting she clutched the breakables against her chest. With a muttered oath, he jumped from the truck, slammed the door shut, and raced for her front porch, Summer right on his heels. Despite their efforts and speed, both stood dripping from head to toe, their clothing soaked to the skin from the colossal downpour.

Summer unlocked the door, stepping in, her shoes making squeaking noises on the floor.

Murphy trotted over, eyed them, peeked out of the door, then returned to her favorite napping place as if the deluge made for a lazy morning in her book.

Summer chuckled. “Come on in. We’ll leave our shoes and socks here. Heck, we might as well strip right here as well. Once that hardwood floor gets wet, it becomes slippery as ice.”

He jerked his head up, quickly deciding she hadn’t realized the implications of her words as she busily pulled off tennis shoes that clung to wet feet. Her white socks splatted against the floor as she dropped them one by one.

Taking the practical route, he toed off first one boot then another, hanging his socks across the bridge of his footwear in an attempt to air dry them. His shirt followed, his skin damp despite being covered. He flicked open the buttons on his jeans. Just as he began to peel the clinging material from his body, Summer swung around.

“Oh. Oh, my.” She stood barefoot in the entranceway, the remainder of her clothing intact, although sopping. A pink tint covered her cheeks. The words carried heartfelt reverence as if she gazed upon a national monument for the very first time.

At this rate, I’ll match their stony hardness in moments. His lips twitched. “You did say to strip.”

Her gaze traveled over his body, pausing here and there as if to study a part more closely. “Yes… I did say that.” The words whispered out almost as an afterthought.

Night shucked the jeans off, standing before her with just a pair of black silk boxers, also molded to his body, patiently letting her stare all she wanted. Hell, just her rapt attention and the spark of appreciation he saw in her eyes sent his body into high gear. Even the cold rain and his chilled skin couldn’t put a damper on his tightening groin.

“You should get out of those wet clothes before you catch a cold.” He reached for her shirt, taking a long moment to check out the nearly see-through material. Upon grasping the hem, he tugged upward, pulling it over her head, and added it to the growing pile of clothing at their feet.

She stood before him in her jeans and a lacy white bra that tempted him more than he could stand. Without hesitation, he extended one hand, softly tracing his fingers over the swell of her breast, before cupping it. Noting the front clasp, he pinched it, sucking in a breath as the fabric parted to reveal modest but perky breasts, each one topped with a rose-hued nipple standing to attention from the cold dampness.

Summer shifted her weight and edged closer, but remained accepting to his touch. She slid her hands up to his chest, molding and pressing to learn his contours.

A moan slipped from his throat when he realized she mimicked his motions, each caress of her chest and breasts, she returned to him in full, including a small rub across each sensitive nipple. He led the foray, while she demonstrated her ability to learn quickly. Nothing could have stoked his libido more.

He glided his fingers lower, crossing a flat belly before dipping into the waistband of her soaked jeans. “We need these off,” he said the words on a gasp as her hand mirrored his, only remaining on the outside of his boxers as she traced his obvious arousal.

She met his eyes briefly before completing the chore herself, shimmying her hips to help in removing the heavy denim from her lower body. It pooled at her feet before she stepped out of them, freeing her ankles from their restraining hold.

He took the opportunity to stare at her near nakedness, finding her beauty flawless. She took his breath away while fanning his desire to a level he’d never experienced before.

Once she’d tugged the hanging bra off and tossed it aside, she craned her head to meet his gaze. Her face crimson, she didn’t attempt to cover herself, despite standing in only a scrap of pink cotton material. Still her discomfort and embarrassment called to him.

He reached out to take her hand, holding her smaller fingers snug in his. “Let’s find somewhere a bit more comfortable.”

She led him to her bedroom, stepping inside as he closed the door but for a crack. Eager anticipation battled with shaky resolve. She wanted this, wanted him more than anything she’d ever wanted in the past. That held true, but didn’t completely smother her anxieties. Nothing would, she supposed, until Night got down to business, kissing her worries away.

As if he’d read her mind, he pulled her against his body, his hands roaming over her bare back as his lips sealed over hers, at first soothing and tentative, before turning more passionate, his tongue flicking over her lips in a bid for further exploration.

Opening wide, Summer accepted his hunger, his low growl, meeting his tongue with hers. She smoothed her hands over his flesh from shoulders to back and down, marveling at the power and strength he carried on his large frame. Chiseled muscles twitched as she brushed past, clenching beneath her untutored fingers. Settling at his waist, she grew bold, reaching around to cup his rear, giving it a good squeeze through the silky material of his boxers.

Night moaned, breaking their kiss. “Damn, baby.” His half-lidded eyes shouted sexual desire while the material of his boxers tented, leaving no question as to his readiness. As he spoke, he took her hands, placing them at the waistband of his skivvies, one eyebrow arching in challenge.

Taking the hint, she carefully pulled the elastic out and down, easing it past his jutting erection. She stared at the present she’d just unwrapped as it sprang out from between his legs, heavy and thick. Impulsively, she touched the very tip, sucking in a breath as his dick jumped at her brief caress. A hint of moisture coated the area. His reaction intrigued her as did the momentary feel of his satiny skin. Again she reached out, this time with more confidence as she stroked the length, earning a deep groan for her efforts. Never had she imagined the skin of a man’s cock would be so soft, even as the member itself stood hard to attention. Her stomach rolled deliciously as she explored further, more than curious by Night’s gorgeous body.

“Summer. You’re going to drive me insane.”

She glanced at his face, noting the clenched jaws and closed eyes. I did that to him with a simple touch. The realization sent shivers coursing through her body, encouraging her to pursue this newfound ability.

He stayed her hand, pulling it behind her back as he leaned down, taking her nipple in his mouth, sucking lightly. Nuzzling the surrounding flesh, he nipped, before laving his tongue over the area.

Summer gasped at the multitude of sensations. She slid the fingers of her free hand through his hair, holding his face tight against her chest, begging for more of the same.

He placed one more kiss there then scooted over to the twin, sucking away, while one hand slipped under the waistband of those small pink bikinis, easing them down inch by inch.

Belatedly, she realized his goal, allowing him to push the unnecessary item down her legs. She managed to kick them aside while Night finished paying homage to her breasts. Fire racing through her blood, she trembled under his onslaught. “I need you,” she whispered breathlessly.

Night responded by scooping her up in his arms, marching the rest of the way to the bed, and laying her down in the middle of the extra-large mattress. He followed, crawling across the bed on hands and knees until he reached her side. There he eased down, giving himself convenient access to her supine body. His hands took up where his mouth left off, molding and plumping each breast before sinking lower, as his lips plundered hers, inviting her to share in his rising passion. His hair brushed across her pale skin, accentuating the differences in not only hair color but complexions as well.

Summer felt his hand trail over her belly, only to dip down between her legs. An initial protest died quickly when his long fingers slipped a bit lower, finding her ultra-sensitive nub. She arched beneath his touch, wanting and aching. The tiny caress wasn’t near enough. She needed more. So much more.

She didn’t realize the words had slipped out of her mouth until he responded.

“I’ll give you more, anything that you need. Spread for me, baby. Let me in.” His hand nudged her outer thigh.

Relenting under his gentle coaxing, she parted her thighs, allowing him further access to her folds. His thumb tracked across the area before she felt his finger probing her opening.

She nuzzled his neck, licking his rapid pulse with the tip of her tongue while she raked a hand across his chest and belly, before dipping back to further explore his cock then questing a bit farther, tenderly brushing across soft skin, then weighing his balls experimentally.

With a low groan, Night shifted to cover her, the muscles in his arms standing out with the effort of holding the weight of his body off hers. Readjusting, he settled between her legs, encouraging her to make more room by pushing at her thighs.

She complied, never taking her gaze off his face, watching him as he surveyed her body, every dip and valley. Her belly turned a slow somersault as he stared at her mound, his hand returning to the area, slowly caressing while using his first digit to penetrate her. The pressure built then ebbed as she welcomed him. Deep down, a contraction sent a bolt of pleasure through the rest of her. Lifting, she offered herself up, begging for more of his touch in the only way she knew how.

He doubled his presence inside her, splaying his fingers open to rub against her damp walls. She bit her lip hard. Her heart sped and her breathing escalated to keep pace. Whatever he did to her pushed her one step higher, closer to fulfillment.

“Are you sure?” He watched her closely.

“Yes.”

“I’ll be right back.” Night slipped off the bed, leaving the room for a few seconds, returning with a silver package in his hand. She watched as he tore it open, pulled the condom out, and deftly rolled it on. Only then did he rejoin her on the bed, moving to cover her. “I need to be inside you now.”

She grabbed his upper arms, tugging him close, watching as he lined up his large erection with her slit. His deep blue eyes met hers before he leaned down to kiss her lazily, a stark contrast to the excited passion she felt, writhing and lifting, anything to force him to join their bodies instantly before she went out of her mind with wanting.

He rubbed his tip against her, up and down, using one hand to hold her hips still.

She braced herself, grasping his hand tightly, as if she would fall off a precipice if she relaxed her grip.

“Easy. I won’t hurt you, Yazhi.” His gaze flashed back to hers.

“I know,” she squeaked in between gasps. Tension racked her body right along with sultry rapture. Now that the moment had arrived, she grappled with shyness and jitteriness. She hungered for him with her entire being, but that didn’t mean her apprehension had vanished.

Latching on with a grip of steel, she prepared herself for the pain to come.

Night peered down at her with a hint of confusion. “Did your other lovers rush this? Hurt you?”

“What other lovers?”

He blinked, surprised. “You’ve never…?”

Her gaze lowered to where he pressed against her folds. “I’ve never done this before.”

He sighed and remained still as stone above her.

Summer squirmed under his intensive appraisal. “Please, Night. I need you.”

The words prompted him to move. “Stay with me.” With tender relentlessness, he pressed forward, easing into her.

Summer held her breath, shifting to accommodate his size, then blew out as she felt the stinging stretch of untried skin protesting. A long moment later, the discomfort intensified as did the pressure, before he surged forward with force. She sucked in air, as a tiny whimper escaped.

Night froze, leaning over to shower kisses over her face and shoulders, whispering praise and encouragement, as he nibbled her earlobe.

Her body instinctively jerked, then settled as she tried valiantly to sort thought the pangs to find the pleasure she knew was there, only hidden. Thankfully, the sharp pain receded almost as quickly as it had appeared, leaving Summer filled to the brim and then some. An odd feeling, definitely, but one she decided she could grow to crave. Night’s big body covered hers, their bodies joined in the most elemental way possible. As she slowly relaxed, he rained affection upon her, his hips still for the moment. She splayed her legs wider, angled her pelvis, and tried to find a way of holding all of Night’s erection more comfortably.

Lifting his head, Night stared down at her. “Okay?”

She nodded and managed to whisper despite her suddenly dry mouth. “Yeah.”

His eyebrows arched. “That didn’t sound sure.”

“Hey, this is all new to me and all my attention is focused on you being inside me.” She offered up a wry smile. “Give me a second to process everything.”

He nuzzled her cheek then brushed his lips over hers. “Take all the time you need, sweetheart. I’m not going anywhere.”

She bent her knees and bracketed Night’s hips, adjusting until she clasped him snugly, while considering the newfound delight of sexual intercourse. As the last of the burning subsided, she rotated slightly then bit back a moan as a flash of pleasure washed over her.

After releasing her death grip on his arm, she slid her hands down his flanks and around his back, learning the hills and valleys of her lover. A needy sigh escaped her throat.

He moved slightly inside her, ever so slowly, millimeters at a time. “Damn, you’re tight.” The muscles on his arms bunched as he steadied himself and shifted his hips.

Summer’s eyes flew open at the brilliant sensations the tiny motions produced. “Again.”

He latched onto a breast, licking across her nipple, as he pulled away from her only to slowly return. Repeating this action, Night switched his attention to the opposite breast, using his teeth to worry the tender tip.

Swamped with pleasure, Summer clung to Night, her body tingling with passion. Instinctively, she raised her hips to meet his next thrust, moaning as he pressed deeper than before.

“Better?”

“Yes. Oh, my, yes.” Wild abandon overtook her as lust rushed to the fore. She welcomed him back with each languid stroke, grasping his cock as if he alone provided sustenance for her inconsolable hunger.

She found his bicep with her teeth and nipped.

“Fuck.” He rotated his hips, grinding against her, before dragging back over damp flesh, moving now with relative ease.

She didn’t mind his coarse language, quite the opposite. The words spoke of his intense feelings and probably precarious control. They heightened her own arousal by large leaps, knowing she’d pleased him.

Panting, she mewled and rocked, needing to be closer, to take him deeper, to push the limits. Night provided that and so much more. “Please. I need…”

“What do you need?” He grunted and picked up the pace slightly, continuing the game of thrust and retreat.

“More. Something more.” She licked his neck and fused their lips together in a mirroring motion of the action below.

“Damn, Summer. You’re going to make me come.” He nibbled her jawline, then growled, as if the restraining gates had just been lifted, allowing him freedom in the form of her willing and heated core.

Her whole body began to tense as she lifted in quick counterpoint to his faster pounding, the forceful entry only hitching her growing ecstasy one step closer. She arched her back and grasped the sheets hard, holding on to some semblance of balance in a world about to explode.

Night lowered his chest to partially cover hers, bearing his weight onto one bent arm. He slipped his free hand between their bodies, located the place where they joined, then sought a bit higher, finally brushing across her clit. “Come for me. I want to see you come for me.”

His thumb picked up the pace to match his deep plunges into her moist and needy cleft.

Stars exploded in Summer’s mind as she threw her head back, the tension releasing in a series of delicious spasms. She held her breath in excitement, haphazardly noting as Night continued to move at a frantic pace before slamming in as far as he could, locking their bodies together. His yell sounded loudly in the room as he collapsed on top of her, his ragged breathing blowing over her ear.

She wrapped her arms around his lower back, holding him snugly against her, still feeling an occasional tightening below, stirring her to experiment by squeezing her inner muscles, clenching around his still hard erection buried inside her folds. Each movement drew out her pleasure a moment longer.

No wonder people like sex so much. Talk about addictive.

He lifted enough to remove his weight from her smaller frame, his eyes searching her face. “Are you okay?”

She smiled, pleased and beyond happy with not only the sex, but with Night himself. “I’m great.”

He grinned widely, a dimple appearing in his cheek. “You liked that, huh?”

“Oh, yes.” She clamped down again, earning a low moan for her efforts.

“Damn.” The mumbled curse escaped as he watched her closely, a mix of amusement and steamy rapture flashing through his eyes.

She glided her hands over his sweaty torso, getting reacquainted with his buff body.

“Hold on.” He gripped his quickly deflating erection with one hand, securing his fingers over the condom, before gently withdrawing in slow motion and sitting back on his heels.

Summer gasped at the mixture of abrasiveness, sultry heat, and slight muscle tenderness as Night disconnected their bodies. She released a long breath when he pulled free, already wishing him back. “Is it always like that?”

“Like what?” He yanked off the condom, tied it off, then tossed it into the nearby wastebasket before refocusing his attention on her.

“So…so close, so intimate. Like we truly united and became one.”

He climbed to settle at her side, pulling her tightly against his large frame, her back to his front.

She snuggled into the embrace, wiggling her bottom against him teasingly.

“Uh, uh. None of that now. I’m trying to be good.” He admonished with a nip to her exposed earlobe.

She flinched then relaxed into his secure hold. “I happen to like you naughty.” Admitting her feminine desires came easier now that they had shared such an intense coming together, although she couldn’t quite look him in the eyes while discussing such intimate issues.

He placed a kiss to the nape of her neck, then her bare shoulder. “I’m glad, but I don’t want you sore later.”

“If I can experience that again, I’ll gladly live with a bit of soreness afterward.” She admitted, turning her head to lick his neck slowly, teasingly.

“How’d I get so lucky?” He rolled her to her back, looming reassuringly above her, his long black hair hanging down as they stared into one another’s eyes.

“You are nishzhoni…beautiful. Likan ‘ayoo ‘ahalniih…delicious. T’adoo beelt’ehe da…wonderful.” He punctuated each word with a kiss.

She grinned, reaching up to push her fingers through his soft, thick hair. “I’m the lucky one. This tall, dark, handsome knight chose me to be his princess.”

“You are my princess.” His tone spoke of sincerity and truth.

“Prove it.” She threw out the challenge, smiling with glee when he plastered his lips over hers. She met his renewed passion with energy, love, and abandonment.

“To think, I didn’t even have to kiss a silly frog to find the man of my dreams.” She giggled as he tickled her sides for a moment before resuming his game of sensual seduction. One she desired and willingly acceded to. “I love you, Night.”

“I love you too, Summer.” He sealed the words with another kiss full of promise.