“Not yet. I have something more urgent to attend to.”
She smiles with innocence, yet her eyes spark with lust. “Oh really? What might that be?”
“I want to fuck you. Now.” I’m painfully hard. “If you want me to.”Please say yes.
A light sun shower sprinkles her body with glistening drops of rain.
She lifts into a sitting position and hooks her arm around my neck. “I want you to.”
Chapter Ten
PENNY
We walk back to the cabin naked. Our clothes are too saturated to put on. This behavior is so new to me. I never walk around nude. Not even in my home. Never in front of Darren. I always felt the need to cover up. Hide my body away. With Lucas, I’m free. Empowered. Maybe it’s the magical surroundings or the way he looks at me. Whatever it is, I’m loving the way it makes me feel.
Lucas leads me by the hand to the outdoor shower and turns the water on. I gasp as the icy water splashes over me. “Oh my God. It’s freezing!”
“Now you’re complaining about the cold. You didn’t seem to care when you were in the middle of a raging storm.”
I giggle. “I can’t believe we did that!”
He taps my nose with his finger. “Youdid that. I was happy to come back to the cabin where it’s warm, dry, andsafe.”
“I’m sorry. It was stupid of me. I should never have put you in danger.” Yet, at that moment when he took me into his arms, it felt like nothing could harm me. Strange how after all these years of despising him, he has made me feel the safest.
Grabbing my hips, he pulls me close. His erection presses against my belly. Heat spears down to my sex. Who am I? I don’t strip naked in the woods and have sex. Especially in a dangerous storm. Yet I have no remorse. It was exactly what I needed. A cathartic moment. A kind of healing.
“It was the best experience of my life. I wouldn’t change a thing,” he says.
Our eyes lock, and for a moment, something passes between us. I know we have moved to the friend’s stage. Him calling me Penny solidified that. This right now…I can’t name.
Lucas breaks the connection and brings his hand to my hair. “There’s a bunch of leaves and twigs in your hair.”
Mortified, I start to leave the shower. I need a hairbrush and a mirror. I must look a mess.
Lucas clasps my arm, stopping me. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“I need to fix my hair.”
He shakes his head, then makes a twirling motion with his finger for me to turn around. “I’ll do it.”
“It’s fine. You don’t have to.”
He gives another twirl of his finger. “You can’t possibly get it all out yourself.”
Doing what I’m told, I turn.
He combs his fingers gently through my hair, plucking out whatever crap is tangled in the strands. After a few minutes, he brushes my hair off my neck and over one shoulder. “Shit. You’re hurt.”
Twisting my neck, I try to look over my shoulder. “What is it? I don’t feel hurt.” Maybe I’m still running on adrenaline after the best sexual experience I’ve ever had in my life.
“You have a few scrapes from lying on the ground,” He sounds annoyed, like it’s somehow his fault.
“I can’t feel a thing.” Then water sprays on my back and I suck in a hiss. Now that I know something is wrong my brain is signaling my body that I’m hurt.
“I thought you said you can’t feel a thing?”
“It stings a little.”
